’Tis but the name of thy true self, which thouHast but forgotten. Furthermore, I knowThat there is good within thee yet, for thyGreat Emperor cannot have driven itFrom thee entirely. That is wherefore thouCouldst not destroy me when we met at first,And wherefore thou wilt not deliver meA pris’ner to thine Emperor.Vader[ aside:] —AlmostI know not what to say, so shall I turnThe conversation unto matters thatAre simple to discuss, with no confusion.[ To Luke:] I see thou hast constructed for thyselfA lightsaber. Thy skills are now complete,Except I see its beam is green, much likeThine innocent opinion of my fate.But still thou hast become quite powerful,Just as the Emperor himself foresaw.LukeIf green doth mark me as a man naïve,I’ll claim the color proudly. Come with me—My father, turn toward the good, and live!VaderOld Obi-Wan once thought as thou dost think.Thou canst not understand the power ofThe dark side: I shall be obedientUnto my master—aye, I must, and will.LukeI shall not turn toward the dark, and thouShalt verily be forc’d to kill me then.Vader[ aside:] Confusion, be thou gone. ’Tis madness, this![ To Luke:] If that shall be thy destiny, so be’t.LukeO, search thy feelings, father. Thou canst notDo this to me. I feel the conflict riseWithin thee. Let thy hatred go, be free!VaderIt is too late for me, my son. I shallDeliver thee unto the Emperor.’Tis he who shall reveal to thee the trueAnd pow’rful nature of the Force. He isThy master now, and thou shalt serve him well.LukeThen may I say these words with confidence:My father who once liv’d is truly dead.
[Exeunt Luke Skywalker with stormtroopers guarding.