by Ian Doescher
   SIO
   This bleating must be stopp’d—outrageous ’tis!
   Yet after trials four within the court
   Supreme, Nute Gunray still doth wield his staff
   As viceroy of the Federation. Fie!
   I fear the Senate is too far afield,
   All powerless this crisis to resolve.
   JAMILLIA
   We must, as lambs, look to the larger herd
   And keep faith that our brave Republic shall
   Know how to guide this situation right.
   The day when we are shorn of our belief
   In strong democracy, upon that day
   It shall be lost to us eternally.
   PADMÉ
   In all mine orisons I pray that day
   May never come, your noble Majesty.
   JAMILLIA
   Meanwhile your welfare here is paramount.
   SIO
   Good Master Jedi, what can you suggest
   The senator’s defense to guarantee?
   PADMÉ
   He is no Jedi yet, but Padawan.
   Methought—
   ANAKIN
   —A Padawan, but I may speak.
   PADMÉ
   Yet out of turn, remem’bring not thy place.
   Methought nearby the lakes I could reside,
   By country veil’d in isolation full.
   There shall I be most safe—
   ANAKIN
   —Thy pardon, ma’am,
   Yet I am charg’d with thy security.
   PADMÉ
   This is mine home, I know it better still—
   We have come here so I may hide within.
   It would be wise if thou’dst advantage take
   Of all the knowledge I may bring to bear.
   ANAKIN
   Apologies, my lady, I misspoke.
   JAMILLIA
   Well then, ’tis settl’d—go upon thy way,
   May Fate wind cords of safety ’round you both.
   [Exeunt all but Anakin.
   ANAKIN
   Now have I lost my lady’s heart? Nay, nay,
   E’en though I press too hard, it is not so.
   Vainglorious, O Anakin, art thou,
   E’er with a childlike temper, quick to rev,
   Resulting in my lady’s cutting glance.
   Get hence, O boyish pride, else she shall snub
   Our ev’ry hope for love’s most warm embrace.
   Ne’er show the petulance she just did see,
   Ne’er flash the anger that doth boil within,
   Arrest the beast and bring the man to bear,
   Give her the love you bore your mother, Shmi.
   If this may be, our hearts shall sing in sync,
   Voic’d with such beauty as to make heav’n talk—
   Eternal blessings in my lover’s ear.
   Yet rush thou not impulsively thereto!
   O, Anakin, be ever in control:
   Unveil to her a gentle, caring soul,
   Until she knows that you may trusted be—
   Pace thou the course of love as it doth need.
   [Exit.
   SCENE 3.
   On the planet Coruscant, in the Jedi temple.
   Enter YODA, OBI-WAN KENOBI, and several PADAWAN YOUNGLINGS.
   YODA
   Reach out, sense the Force,
   Yea: around ye always ’tis,
   Use feelings ye must.
   Pray younglings, attend!
   A visitor hither comes:
   Master Obi-Wan.
   PADAWANS
   Good morrow to you, Master Obi-Wan.
   OBI-WAN
   Receive my greeting back, ye younglings small:
   O’er ev’ry challenge may you swiftly rise,
   And I do wish you all a merry day.
   Now pray, forgive my brief disturbance, Master.
   YODA
   ’Tis no disturbance,
   But occasion for learning.
   What help may I be?
   OBI-WAN
   I seek a planet, which a trusted friend
   Hath told me of. His words I think not false,
   Yet no such system shows on th’archive’s maps.
   YODA
   Mmm, a planet whole
   Master Obi-Wan hath lost.
   Such embarrassment!
   [To a youngling:] Liam, I prithee,
   Draw the shades that we may see
   The map diagram.
   Now, your minds clear ye,
   And together shall we find
   This wayward planet.
   [The lights dim as a map of the galaxy is projected before them.
   OBI-WAN
   It should be here, by his coordinates,
   Yet as you plainly see, naught there is found.
   Still, gravity doth work its constant pull
   Upon the stars throughout the area,
   All focus’d on this empty-seeming place.
   YODA
   Gravity’s shadow—
   Yet no star and no planets
   Are there to cast it.
   Disappear’d they have,
   Or so, at least, it seemeth.
   How may’t be, younglings?
   PADAWAN 1
   Good Master Yoda, is it possible
   That someone clear’d the archive’s memory?
   YODA
   Ha, ha! Forsooth, ’tis!
   The minds of children amaze—
   The Padawan has’t.
   Once th’impossible
   Hath been eliminated,
   What remains is truth.
   Fly hence, Obi-Wan,
   Unto gravity’s center:
   Your planet awaits.
   Although unlikely,
   The data you seek eras’d
   Must be, warrant I.
   OBI-WAN
   Yet who might have the power to remove
   This information from the archives, sir?
   Methought such mischief was impossible.
   YODA
   This puzzle is most
   Dangerous and disturbing.
   Verily, ’tis true:
   Only Jedi could
   Remove such information,
   Delete any files.
   Yet who and wherefore,
   This harder to answer is.
   I’ll meditate on’t.
   OBI-WAN
   My thanks, good Master. I shall fly to see
   What lies within, pull’d there by gravity.
   [Exeunt.
   SCENE 4.
   On the planet Naboo, at the lake retreat.
   Enter ANAKIN SKYWALKER and PADMÉ.
   ANAKIN
   This place is passing beautiful, beyond
   What I had e’er imagin’d possible.
   PADMÉ
   I hither came when I was yet a child,
   And would unto that island thither swim,
   My fellow students and my friends withal.
   ’Twas there, within the water’s cool embrace,
   I felt at home, unburthen’d by my cares.
   Upon the sand we all would haply lie,
   And let the sun take ev’ry drop from us.
   There, with my good companions, as we lay
   And nam’d the singing birds by our own whims,
   I was at peace—vast peace beyond compare.
   ANAKIN
   For me the sand hath never been a balm—
   On Tatooine we are encumber’d by
   Too much of its most coarse and unkind touch.
   It is an ever-present irritant,
   Not like the peaceful sands of thy Naboo.
   Here all is soft, like cheeks upon a babe,
   And smooth as sculpted alabaster too.
   [He touches her arm. They kiss.
   PADMÉ
   Nay, it must not be so. I prithee, go—
   Forget this most impulsive incident.
   ANAKIN
   The fault is mine: thy pardon, pray, bestow.
   In twain mine overeager heart is rent.
   [Exit Ana
kin.
   PADMÉ
   Shall these fair shores of my sweet home Naboo
   Become the setting for a tale of love?
   This Anakin doth fully dote on me,
   And mayhap hath since he was but a boy.
   I know not how to meet his earnest love:
   The Jedi’s fond attention doth confuse
   The purpose of my senatorial will.
   His eyes, which burrow deep within my soul,
   Do shake the congress of my prudent wits
   And thus disturb my nature politic.
   His smile, which doth bring light past all degree,
   Doth govern o’er my senses when it shines.
   His spirit—vulnerable, sweet, and kind—
   Doth stand before me like a man condemn’d
   As though ’twere I who could his pardon grant.
   In these perplexing moments doth mine heart
   Quite nearly my shrewd reason overthrow,
   Until I would unto a court of law
   Present myself, and there with strength declare
   That all my being hath election made
   And nam’d him master of mine humble state.
   But soft, this cannot be. I may not so
   Forget myself as to be movèd by
   The sweet campaigning of a lover’s kiss.
   There is a season for the heart’s desires,
   Which is but out of season presently.
   This moment of the Senate’s urgent need
   Doth hold no place for sighs of fickle love.
   I am resolv’d to play the senator,
   Fastidious unto th’Republic’s cause.
   Though Anakin writes me a lover’s role,
   Henceforth I must perform a wiser part
   And let the head take office o’er the heart.
   [Exit.
   SCENE 5.
   Tipoca City on the planet Kamino.
   Enter RUMOR.
   RUMOR
   Unwittingly the lovers miss the mark,
   Naïve whilst Rumor whispers in their ears.
   Veil’d by confusion that doth lead to dark,
   E’en such a one as Anakin hath fears.
   Indeed, his heart is temper’d by cruel fire:
   Love may come forth, but shall by him be spoil’d.
   Eventu’lly, as Rumor doth conspire,
   Deep in mistrust their love shall be embroil’d.
   In this doth Rumor ply her merry wiles:
   Suspicion in their minds e’er I foment.
   Kenobi, meanwhile, searcheth on for miles,
   Aye, to my puckish will shall he be bent.
   Misunderstanding what it is he seeks,
   In truth he shall find more than he expects.
   Now hurriedly he to Kamino sneaks,
   Oblivious to Rumor’s web complex.
   [Exit Rumor.
   Enter OBI-WAN KENOBI with the droid R4-P17.
   OBI-WAN
   Unto the hidden system I have come;
   As Master Yoda guess’d, it doth exist.
   A ship, a droid, and the coordinates
   Reveal a planet that hath tried to hide.
   The secret system is not empty, nay,
   And gravity hath told a story true:
   Mysterious Kamino doth appear.
   Pray let us go, R4, and learn its tale.
   My scan reveals a settlement below,
   We shall make landing there, whate’er befall.
   This driving rain brings tiding of some ill—
   What doth this fury of the skies portend?
   [The ship lands on the planet’s surface.
   R4-P17
   Bleep, zing?
   OBI-WAN
   —I pray, remain here with the ship.
   [Exit R4-P17 as Obi-Wan enters the cloning facility.
   Enter TAUN WE.
   TAUN WE
   Good Master Jedi, salutations, sir.
   Our high prime minister sends his regards.
   OBI-WAN
   I am expected? [Aside:] ’Tis impossible!
   TAUN WE
   Indeed, ’tis well to meet you in our home,
   Since we so long have been in touch with you.
   OBI-WAN
   Such wondrous mysteries I find herein!
   TAUN WE
   Give us but time, and you shall have yet more.
   Come now, and I shall show you on your way.
   They approach another chamber. Enter LAMA SU.
   Our high prime minister, e’en Lama Su.
   OBI-WAN
   My greetings—for this welcome I give thanks.
   TAUN WE
   [to Lama Su:] I hope from now you shall more
   better know…
   OBI-WAN
   My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi, sir.
   LAMA SU
   I trust your visit here is worth its length.
   So we may then proceed with business:
   All is on schedule, as it hath been plann’d.
   Two hundred thousand we may give you now;
   A million further we may proffer soon.
   OBI-WAN
   ’Tis well. You make a suitable report.
   LAMA SU
   Our thanks deliver we in multitudes.
   Let Master Sifo-Dyas be at peace:
   All things run to completion in their time.
   OBI-WAN
   [aside:] A name far past. [To Lama Su:] Say,
   Sifo-Dyas, sir?
   LAMA SU
   A leader of the Jedi Council, aye?
   OBI-WAN
   With spirit grave I must make this report:
   The Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas hath
   Been dead for lo this decade gone and past.
   LAMA SU
   More sorry I, for he would be most proud—
   The army we have built for him’s immense.
   OBI-WAN
   An army? Did he say whom it was for?
   LAMA SU
   To strengthen the Republic noble’s cause.
   OBI-WAN
   Pray, may I see this army for myself?
   ’Tis wherefore I have to Kamino come.
   TAUN WE
   ’Tis our delight, pray, let us thither go.
   [Obi-Wan, Lama Su, and Taun We begin touring the clone facility.
   LAMA SU
   This vast clone army we have built may be
   The best that we have e’er created yet.
   The clones themselves can think creatively,
   Thus are they unto droids superior,
   Their combat training is our greatest strength.
   The group you see below is five years old,
   Though you shall see they older do appear—
   ’Tis growth acceleration makes it so.
   To speed their growth is indispensable;
   Thus clones may be mature in far less time
   Than if we were to wait a lifetime full:
   ’Tis done in half the time with this technique.
   The clones are utterly obedient:
   They take the orders giv’n sans questioning.
   Their genes have through our toil been modified
   To take away the independence from
   The host, the subject, the original:
   The bounty hunter known as Jango Fett.
   To keep him safe, he liveth here, with us.
   The only thing he did of us demand—
   That is, apart from his most ample pay—
   ’Twas to receive a clone that he could keep:
   True and unalter’d, not made pliable,
   The replicate exact of his own genes,
   Touch’d not by an accelerated growth:
   This clone he raiseth as a cherish’d son.
   OBI-WAN
   I should delight to meet this Jango Fett.
   May such a meeting be arrang’d?
   TAUN WE
   ’Tis our delight, pray, let us thither go.
   [She leads him to Jango Fett’s chamber.
   Enter JANGO FETT and BOBA FETT.
   OB
I-WAN
   Are you the bounty hunter Jango Fett?
   I am a Jedi, Obi-Wan Kenobi.
   Your clones are most remarkable, sirrah.
   Methinks you must be very proud, indeed.
   JANGO
   Pride is a misstep on which one may easily slip. For
   my part, I am but a humble man who seeks to wend
   his way through the galaxy—I’ve no pride thereof.
   OBI-WAN
   Hath your e’er-wending way led you as far
   Into th’interior as Coruscant?
   JANGO
   E’en once, mayhap twice.
   OBI-WAN
   ’Twas once and twice and mayhap recently?
   JANGO
   Recently is possible—would that I could remember.
   OBI-WAN
   For certain, then, you must familiar be
   With Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas, aye?
   JANGO
   [to Boba:] Ka Boba, rood eht so-heeck. [To Obi-Wan:]
   O, Master who?
   [Boba shuts a door, hiding Jango’s bounty hunter uniform.
   OBI-WAN
   The name is Sifo-Dyas. Was’t not he
   Who for this cloning task employ’d you here?
   JANGO
   Ne’er have I heard tell of the man.
   OBI-WAN
   But are you sure he is not known to you?
   JANGO
   Dear sir, mine employment came from one who was
   Tyranus call’d. E’en on a moon of Bogden did he
   make arrangement for to hire me.
   OBI-WAN
   Your words do run from strange to stranger, yea.
   JANGO
   Your questions at an end, now I shall ask:
   Do you approve of this strong army?
   OBI-WAN
   I shall delight to see what they can do.