What if William Shakespeare had written Star Wars? Well now we know!
Ian Doescher, author of “William Shakespeare’s Star Wars: Verily, A New Hope” pulls back curtain on the eternal question: what does a wookie sound like in Elizabethan English?
Book Excerpt: ‘William Shakespeare’s Star Wars’
By: Ian Doescher
BIGGS: Make haste, O Luke. Methinks they do approach
E’en faster than before. I shall not hold
Them back for long!
LUKE: —Now, R2, straight increase
The pow’r.
R2-D2 —Beep, whee.
BIGGS: —Make haste, Luke. O, alas!
[Darth Vader shoots. Explosion. Biggs dies.
LUKE: That ever I should see this day, O woe!
My childhood friend from Tatooine now slain
Protecting me from harm. Thou ow’dst a life— 285
Dear Biggs, sweet Biggs—and thou hast paid. And now
’Tis down to me: the boy turn’d warrior.
Be still, my errant heart, and seek the Force.
VADER: The leader now is mine.
R2-D2: —Meep, beep.
C-3PO: —Take care
Sweet R2-D2! Come thou back, I pray! 290
CHORUS: Luke’s ship comes closer to the little port
While Vader and his crew draw all too near.
Young Luke to his computer doth resort
Until he hears the voice speak in his ear.
Enter Ghost of Obi-Wan Kenobi.
GHOST: O use the Force, dear Luke. Let go and trust! 295
VADER: I sense the Force in this one here, almost
As if I did my younger self espy.
GHOST: I prithee, trust me, Luke. All shall be well.
LUKE: The hearing of these words is like a balm
Unto my soul. So shall I trust the Force 300
And not this fallible computer here.
[Luke turns off computer.
COMPUTER: What is this, Luke? Thy targeting machine
Hath been turn’d off. What can be wrong? Pray tell!
LUKE: Nay, all is well. Fear not, good friends.
R2-D:2 —Beep, squeak.
[Darth Vader shoots. R2-D2 is hit.
Ahh hoo!
LUKE: —Small R2-D2 hath been lost! 305
COMPUTER: The Death Star now has come within our range.
TARKIN: Commander, thou may’st fire when thou hast made
All goodly preparation thereunto.
VADER: Now face thy death, thou rebel.
PILOT: —Sir, take heed!
CHORUS: Now in a trice brave Han is on the scene! 310
The smuggler hath return’d on errand kind.
With sly approach he makes his way unseen
And slays th’Imperi’l pilots from behind.
[Enter Han Solo with Chewbacca, firing on
Darth Vader and Imperial Pilots. Explosion.
Imperial Pilots 1 and 2 die.
VADER: But how?—
[Darth Vader exits in confusion, his ship spinning
out of control.
HAN: —Thy path is clear, young Luke. Now do
Thy deed and let us all make way back home. 315
LUKE: I stretch my feelings out and use the Force,
And on the instant seems the porthole vast—
Not small or difficult to strike, but large.
The ship is arm’d, and now I take the chance—
The blast’s away, and with it all our hopes! 320
[Luke shoots and hits the target.
CHORUS: The laser hits its mark with certain aim,
And as the Death Star arms to strike the base
The chain reaction sets the orb aflame:
The Death Star hath exploded into space.
HAN: Thy timely blast hath hit the perfect mark— 325
One in a million was thy Force-fill’d shot!
GHOST: Remember me, O Luke, remember me,
And ever shall the Force remain with thee.
[Exeunt.
Excerpted from the book WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE'S STAR WARS. Copyright © 2013 by Ian Doescher. Reprinted with permission of Quirk Books.
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