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has spent a lifetime in preparation. Luke steps back and hurls
his lightsaber away.
LUKE
Never! I'll never turn to the dark side.
You've failed, Your Highness. I am a Jedi,
like my father before me.
The Emperor's glee turns to rage.
EMPEROR
So be it...Jedi.
123 EXT FOREST - GENERATOR BUNKER 123
Han and several of the fighters run out of the bunker and race
across the clearing.
HAN
Move! Move!
A shock wave knocks them flat as the bunker explodes, followed by
a spectacular display as the huge shield-generator radar dish
explodes along with the bunker.
124 INT REBEL STAR CRUISER - BRIDGE 124
Ackbar, sitting in his control chair, speaks into the radio.
ACKBAR
The shield is down! Commence attack on the
Death Star's main reactor.
LANDO
We're on our way. Red Group, Gold Group, all
fighters follow me. (laughs) Told you they'd
do it!
The Falcon, followed by several smaller Rebel fighters, heads
toward the unfinished superstructure of the Death Star.
125 INT EMPEROR'S TOWER - THRONE ROOM 125
Luke stands still, as the Emperor reaches the bottom of the
stairs. The Emperor's laughter has turned to anger. He raises his
arms toward Luke.
EMPEROR
If you will not be turned, you will be
destroyed.
Blinding bolts of energy, evil lightning, shoot from the
Emperor's hands at Luke. Even in his surprise, the young Jedi
tries to use the Force to deflect them. At first he is half
successful, but after a moment the bolts of energy are coming
with such speed and power the young Jedi shrinks before them, his
knees buckling. The wounded Vader struggles to his feet, and
moves to stand at his master's side.
EMPEROR
Young fool...only now, at the end, do you
understand.
Luke is almost unconscious beneath the continuing assault of the
Emperor's lightning. He clutches a canister to keep from falling
into the bottomless shaft as the bolts tear through him.
EMPEROR
Your feeble skills are no match for the power
of the dark side. You have paid the price for
your lack of vision.
Luke writhes on the floor in unbearable pain, reaching weakly up
toward where Vader stands watching.
LUKE (groans)
Father, please. Help me.
Again Vader stands, watching Luke. He looks at his master, the
Emperor, then back to Luke on the floor.
EMPEROR
Now, young Skywalker...you will die.
Although it would not have seemed possible, the outpouring of
bolts from the Emperor's fingers actually increases in intensity,
the sound screaming through the room. Luke's body writhes in
pain.
Vader grabs the Emperor from behind, fighting for control of the
robed figure despite the Dark Lord's weakened body and gravely
weakened arm. The Emperor struggles in his embrace, his bolt-
shooting hands now lifted high, away from Luke. Now the white
lightning arcs back to strike at Vader. He stumbles with his load
as the sparks rain off his helmet and flow down over his black
cape. He holds his evil master high over his head and walks to