[aside:] Be mindful, young one,And watch what inner strength greatMay come from small size.[Yoda moves the ship out of the swamp using the Force.
LUKEThe ship! It cometh out—thou hast done it!I ne’er imagin’d it was possible.With eyes I see, but mind does not believe.YODAThus is your error.Against the Force you do rail;That is why you fail.[Exeunt.
<p>Act IV</p><p>Scene 1.</p>Aboard the Millennium Falcon, moored to a Star Destroyer.
EnterCHORUS.
CHORUSWith such deep wit Han hath the Empire trick’dThat now the Falcon hides within its fleet!With skill he doth the Empire’s moves predict,And bravely plans to make his move discreet.[Exit.
EnterHAN SOLO, PRINCESS LEIA, CHEWBACCA, and C-3PO.
C-3POI tell thee, Captain Solo, thou hast goneBeyond all measure with this reckless move.Thou hast put all aboard in danger grave,And yet thou seem’st to have but little care.CHEWBAC.Auugh!C-3PO—Nay, I’ll not be silent! Wherefore amI never listen’d to?HAN—The fleet doth breakItself up into pieces. [To Chewbacca:] Go thee now,Chewbacca; stand aside the manualRelease to liberate the landing claw.CHEWBAC.Egh.[Exit Chewbacca.
C-3PO—Truly, I see not how that shall help.Surrender is, in circumstances suchAs these, a fair alternative. PerhapsThe Empire may yet reasonable be.[Leia turns off C-3PO.
HANGreat thanks I give thee for the gift of peace.LEIABrave soul, what dost thou think thou next shalt do?HANBefore these ships do from the fleet release,They should their garbage dump ere they pursueA jump to lightspeed. Then we’ll float away.LEIAThy ship with all the garbage, eh? Well said.And what then?HAN—We shall haply find our wayUnto a port where safety makes its bed.Pray, dost thou know of any port like such?LEIAMayhap I might, if I knew where we were.HANAnoat system, but doth that help much?LEIAO, the Anoat system? I aver:’Tis bleak.HAN—But hark! An interesting nameMy ship’s computer showeth: Lando!LEIA—Han?What Lando system?HAN—“System,” you exclaim?He is not system: Lando is a man.As Lando of Calrissian he’s known.The man doth deal in cards, in gambling andIn scoundreling—thou wouldst his type condone.LEIA[aside:] He jests with me as one in love’s command!HANHe is in Bespin—rather far, but weMay make it there.LEIA[reading from screen:]—A colony? A mine?HANTibanna gas mine—I would wager heHath ta’en the mine that someone did call “mine.”This Lando hath a hist’ry long with me.LEIABut dost thou trust him?HAN—Nay, thou’rt right. But IBelieve we have no need of fear, for heNo love doth harbor for the Empire, aye.[The ship shakes.
