ANAKIN: Man, that sound's annoying. Why do all the doors have to hiss like that?

VADER: There's a point to this, I presume?

A: It's like being back in the Jedi Temple Library. "Shh! Shh!" The librarian was always doing that.

V: Except for that one time.

A: When you painted black mustaches and glasses on all those Jedi Master busts? Yeah, she *screamed* then, didn't she?

V: Yes, indeed. Heh.

(Vader starts down the corridor, as the hatch of the AT-AT hisses open up ahead.)

A: Again with the hissing! Just once I'd like to have a door that goes...I don't know..."boing". Or something.

V: Boing?

A: Boing.

V: *Boing*?!

A: Boing!!

V: A door that goes "boing"....Huh. I'll have the techs look into that.

A: Wizard.

(An Imperial officer and some stormtroopers escort a shackled Luke from the AT-AT, and bring him before Vader. The officer hands Vader Luke's lightsaber, asks for permission to search for more Rebels. Vader gives permission and the officer departs. Vader and Luke start walking side-by-side down the corridor.)

A: Kid's looking pretty sharp, huh? Got the whole black outfit thing going on--a chip off the old block.

V: Bah. He needs a haircut.

VADER: (aloud) The Emperor has been expecting you.

LUKE: I know, father.

VADER: So, you have accepted the truth.

LUKE: I have accepted the truth that you were once Anakin Skywalker, my father.

VADER: That name no longer has any meaning for me.

A: Oh, that hurts, man. You are *so* on my list now.

LUKE: It's the name of your true self; you've only forgotten. I know there is good in you. The Emperor hasn't driven it from you fully.

A: That would be me. Perceptive kid, huh?

V: Zip it.

LUKE: That was why you couldn't destroy me. That's why you won't take me to your Emperor now.

(Luke walks over and stands at the railing. Behind him, Vader activates the lightsaber.)

A: Hey, nice blade.

V: It's...adequate.

A: Better than your first lightsaber.

V: Hey, my first lightsaber was perfectly serviceable!

A: Man, you didn't even bother to build that one--you ordered it off the back of a bubblegum wrapper!

V: Oh, like I was going to spend weeks or months constructing my own? Do the words "time management" hold any signifigance for you?

VADER: (aloud) I see you have constructed a new lightsaber. Your skills are complete. Indeed you are powerful, as the Emperor has foreseen.

LUKE: Come with me.

A: Yeah! Road trip!

V: No.

A: But--

V: Silence!

A: (grumbling) Buzz kill.

VADER: (aloud) Obi-Wan once thought as you do. You don't know the power of the Dark Side. I *must* obey my master.

A: Only because you're a sithin' wussy.

LUKE: I will not turn--and you'll be forced to destroy me.

VADER: If that is your destiny.

A: And the "Father of the Year" award goes to...

LUKE: Search your feeling, father. You can't do this. I feel the conflict within you. Let go of your hate.

VADER: It is...too late for me, son. (He waves to the troopers, who come forward to take Luke.) The Emperor will show you the true nature of the Force. He is your master, now.

LUKE: Then my father is truly dead.

(The troopers lead Luke into the turbolift. As the door hisses closed, Vader is left standing alone.)

A: So...are you really going to do it?

V: What? You mean turn my only son over to the Emperor so he can be warped and twisted into a hideous, dark mockery of a man like me?

A: Uh...actually, I meant about having the techs make doors that go "boing". But that other one's a good question, too...

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