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- ANAKIN
- As the situation lies
- The mere ability to pilot such
- A ship as this is most irrelevant
- The question may better phras'd this way:
- Can I crash the ship with an ounce of grace?
- I bid you, sirs, be fast secur'd unto
- Your seats: the ride shall rougher yet become.
- Make open all the hatches, and extend
- Each flap and drag fin this poor vessel hath.
- By these we may at least, in some small part,
- Slow our inevitable, sharp decline.
- (Additional text cut)
- [The ship splits in half as it descends.]
- ANAKIN
- It doth appear we've lost our better half—
- The helpless ship doth break itself in twain!
- (Additional text cut)
- ANAKIN
- —Our speed increaseth as we fall.
- If we expire not in a firey blast,
- The ship reduc'd to ash by th'atmosphere,
- We'll crash upon the face of Coruscant.
- 'Tis eight plus sixty now, O, far too fast!
- OBI-WAN
- The atmosphere's upon us.
- ANAKIN
- —Keep us level;
- I prithee, sir, mantain the ship's control
- (Additional text cut)
- OBI-WAN
- The ground approacheth quickly—steady on.
- (Additional text cut)
- OBI-WAN
- Five thousand now, with fire ships left and right
- That come aside to witness our descent
- (Additional text cut)
- OBI-WAN
- A landing strip's below, if we can make't.
- ANAKIN
- Our progress doth proceed to hastily:
- We are a fireball plunging to the surface.
- [The ship lands on the strip with a great collision.]
- OBI-WAN
- Another landing haply made. Well done.
- PALPATINE
- Thy skill exceeds all measure, Anakin.
- Act 1, Scene 1
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