Emperor's Throne Room
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燎Ryo

Ah, the prodigal Jedi! Have you come seeking vengeance? Tsk, ooh, that’s not very Jedi-like.

Where’s your master, apprentice?

Desann sends his regards, but is far too busy at the Valley of the Jedi to personally dispose of his pawns.

What!?

You still don’t know, do you? Desann followed you to the Valley of the Jedi. Even now, hundreds of Desann’s loyal followers are drinking deeply from the Valley’s power, becoming reborn in the glory of the Force. And we owe it all to you!

Then, you killed Jan...!

That’s right! We killed your woman to make you angry. Angry enough to cast aside your promises and rashly seek out the power of the Valley. Think of it! Her death and your failure will be celebrated for eons to come as the events that brought about the era of Desann. Congratulations.

Stop... talking!



John White

DEATH STAR - EMPEROR'S THRONE ROOM

The elevator opens. Vader and Luke enter the room alone. They walk across the dark space to stand before the throne, father and son side by side beneath the gaze of the Emperor. Vader bows to his Master.

*Emperor*: Welcome, young Skywalker, I have been expecting you.

Luke peers at the hooded figure defiantly. The Emperor then looks down at Luke's binders.

*Emperor*: You no longer need those.

The Emperor motions ever so slightly with his finger and Luke's binders
fall away, clattering to the floor. Luke looks down at his own hands,
free now to reach out and grab the Emperor's neck. He does nothing.

*Emperor*: Guards, leave us.

The red-cloaked guards turn and disappear behind the elevator.

*Emperor*: I am looking forward to completing your training. In time, you will call me "Master".
*Luke*: You're gravely mistaken. You won't convert me as you did my father.

The Emperor gets down from his throne and walks up very close to Luke. The Emperor looks into his eyes and, for the first time, Luke can perceive the evil visage within the hood.

*Emperor*: Oh no, my young Jedi. You will find that it is you who are mistaken, about a great many things.
*Vader*: [hands Luke's lightsaber to Palpatine] His lightsaber.
*Emperor*: Ah, yes, a Jedi's weapon, much like your father's. By now you must know your father can never be turned from the dark side. So will it be with you.
*Luke*: You're wrong. Soon I'll be dead, and you with me.
*Emperor*: [laughing] Perhaps you refer to the imminent attack of your Rebel fleet?

Luke looks up sharply.

*Emperor*: Yes, I assure you, we are quite safe from your friends here.

Vader looks at Luke.

*Luke*: Your overconfidence is your weakness.
*Emperor*: [looks back at Luke] Your faith in your friends is yours.
*Vader*: It is pointless to resist, my son.
*Emperor*: Everything that has transpired has done so, according to my design. [Indicates Endor] Your friends, out there on the Sanctuary Moon...

Luke reacts. The Emperor notes it.

*Emperor*: ...are walking into a trap, as is your Rebel fleet. It was I who allowed the Alliance to know the location of the shield generator. It is quite safe from your pitiful little band. An entire legion of my best troops awaits them. [mockingly] Oh, I'm afraid the deflector shield will be quite operational when your friends arrive.

Through the round window behind the Emperor's throne can be seen the distant flashes of the space battle in progress.

*Emperor*: Come, boy. See for yourself.

The Emperor is sitting in his throne, with Vader standing at his side. Luke moves to look through a small section of the window.

*Emperor*: From here you will witness the final destruction of the Alliance, and the end of your insignificant Rebellion.

Luke is growing visibly angry. He glances at his lightsaber sitting on the armrest of the throne. The Emperor watches him and smiles, touches the lightsaber.

*Emperor*: You want this, don't you? The hate is swelling in you now. Take your Jedi weapon. Use it. I am unarmed. Strike me down with it! Give in to your anger! With each passing moment, you make yourself more my servant!
*Luke*: [turning away, attempting to calm himself down and turning back to answer to the Emperor] No!
*Emperor*: It is unavoidable. It is your destiny. You, like your father, are now mine!

Out of the window and on the view screens, the Rebel fleet is being decimated in blinding explosions of light and debris. But in here there is no sound of battle. The Emperor turns to Luke.

*Emperor*: Your fleet has lost. And your friends on the Endor moon will not survive. There is no escape, my young apprentice. The Alliance will die...as will your friends.

Luke's eyes are full of rage. Vader watches him.

*Emperor*: Good... I can feel your anger. I am defenseless. Take your weapon! Strike me down with all your hatred, and your journey towards the dark side will be complete.

Luke can resist no longer. The lightsaber flies into his hand. He ignites it in an instant and swings at the Emperor. Vader's lightsaber flashes into view, blocking Luke's blow before it can reach the Emperor. The two blades spark at contact. The Emperor laughs. Luke turns to fight his father.

Luke and Vader are engaged in a man-to-man duel of lightsabers even more vicious then the battle on Bespin. But the young Jedi has grown stronger in the interim, and now the advantage shifts to him. Vader is forced back, losing his balance, and is knocked down the stairs. Luke stands at the top of the stairs, ready to attack.

*Emperor*: Good. Use your aggressive feelings, boy. Let the hate flow through you.

Luke looks momentarily toward the Emperor, then back to Vader, and realises he is using the dark side. He steps back, turns off his lightsaber, and relaxes, driving the hate from his being.

*Vader*: Obi-Wan has taught you well.
*Luke*: I will not fight you, father.

Vader walks back up the stairs to Luke.

*Vader*: You are unwise to lower your defenses.

Vader attacks, forcing Luke on the defensive. The young Jedi leaps in an amazing reverse flip up to the safety of the catwalk overhead. Vader stands below him.

*Luke*: Your thoughts betray you, father. I feel the good in you...the conflict.
*Vader*: There is no conflict.
*Luke*: You couldn't bring yourself to kill me before, and I don't believe you'll destroy me now.
*Vader*: You underestimate the power of the dark side. If you will not fight, then you will meet your destiny.

Vader throws the laser sword and it cuts through the supports holding the catwalk, then returns to Vader's hand. Luke tumbles to the ground in a shower of sparks and rolls out of sight under the Emperor's platform. Vader moves to find him.

*Emperor*: Good! Good!

Vader stalks the low-ceilinged area on the level below the throne, searching for Luke in the semi-darkness, his lightsaber held ready.

*Vader*: You cannot hide forever, Luke.
*Luke*: I will not fight you.
*Vader*: Give yourself to the dark side. It is the only way you can save your friends. Yes, your thoughts betray you. Your feelings for them are strong. Especially for...

Vader stops and senses something. Luke shuts his eyes tightly, in anguish.

*Vader*: Sister! So...you have a twin sister. Your feelings have now betrayed her, too. Obi-Wan was wise to hide her from me. Now his failure is complete. If you will not turn to the dark side, then perhaps she will.
*Luke*: Never-r-r!

Luke ignites his lightsaber and screams in anger, rushing at his father with a frenzy we have not seen before. Sparks fly as Luke and Vader fight in the cramped area. Amazing music plays in the background. Luke's hatred forces Vader to retreat out
of the low area and across a bridge overlooking a vast elevator shaft. Each stroke of Luke's sword drives his father further toward defeat.

The Dark Lord is knocked to his knees, and as he raises his sword to block another onslaught, Luke slashes Vader's right hand off at the wrist, causing metal and electronic parts to fly from the mechanical stump. Vader's sword clatters uselessly away, over the edge of the platform and into the bottomless shaft below. Luke moves over Vader and holds the blade of his sword to the Dark Lord's throat. The Emperor watches with uncontrollable, pleased agitation.

*Emperor*: Good! Your hate has made you powerful. Now, fulfill your destiny and take your father's place at my side!

Luke looks at his father's mechanical hand, then to his own mechanical, black-gloved hand, and realises how much he is becoming like his father. He makes the decision for which he 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.

Luke stands still, as the Emperor reaches the bottom of the stairs. 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. 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 under torment 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.

The Emperor grins for a moment before his expression turns angry once more. He fires more lightning in a continuous stream into Luke, who is in even more pain than before. Darth Vader looks between the two once more, then suddenly lunges forward
and picks up the Emperor, directing the lightning into the Emperor and himself. Vader throws the Emperor bodily into the nearby shaft, and the Emperor is destroyed in a spectacular burst of energy.



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Dylan Tribe

Vader’s theme, the Imperial March, is the theme of a majestic evil. ready to demonstrate its power to those who dare oppose it.

This is completely different. This is the theme of pure evil. A pure evil that has been manipulating everything, and is now ready to make its final strike, with the intent to snuff out all light for good.

David Powell

@John Veitch Something inside everyone, that most of us don't want to admit. What we are when we lose our grip on ourselves.

John Veitch

There's another, maybe even more sinister musical theme that plays in one of the Emperor's throne room scenes, as Luke is backing Vader up to the edge of the pit. Perhaps that could be called the Evil Luke theme.

Bootlebat

You put it better than I ever could.

Buzz*Duh

You nailed it perfectly!

Nick the Pick

It also invokes a sense of dread. Someone said it invokes tension, but I just have to flat out say this makes me feel dread. I don't even consider Palpatine a mortal man once you delve into the expanded universe... If you read Dark Empire you know what I'm talking about.

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Quinn Alexander

Before the prequels I always just imagined the Emperor was just this thing that appeared one day out of nowhere, for no reason, and changed everything all at once. Some eldritch manifestation of the dark side with no background, from some unknowable place far beyond the stars. Whenever I hear those discordant strings playing during his leitmotiff, I think of those old ideas, and the same combined wonder and terror for that place beyond the stars where evil came from.

SplitjawJanitor

Who's to say the prequels debunks this concept? The politician persona is all an act and he's still not given a concrete origin. The evil that plays the long game is no less evil for it.

Dima Matat

This is what his clone from Rise of Skywalker and Dark Empire is. No backstory, no personality, nothing outside the Sith ideals taken to the highest extreme.

Stussmeister

Indeed. Palpatine/Sidious was a mystery even to his own family, and immersed himself so deeply in the Dark Side that some referred to him simply as "The Shadow." Even when his own master, Darth Plagueis, reached out with the Force to get an idea of Palpatine's power, he could find nothing. One could argue, then, that in much the same way Palpatine manipulated events to rise to power, the Sith and Dark Side manipulated the Force to create a being of pure, limitless evil.

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