Star Wars_ Episode V_ The Empire Strikes Back - Donald F. Glut [63]
Vader turned to the bounty hunter. 'Put him in the carbon-freezing chamber.'
'What if he doesn't survive?' the calculating Boba Fett asked. 'He is worth a lot to me.'
'The Empire will compensate you for the loss,' Vader said succinctly.
Anguished, Leia protested, 'No!'
Chewbacca threw back his maned head and gave out a bellowing Wookiee howl. Then he charged directly at the line of stormtroopers guarding Han.
Screaming in panic, See Threepio raised his one functioning arm to protect his face.
'Wait!' the robot yelled. 'What are you doing?'
But the Wookiee wrestled and grappled with the troopers, undaunted by their number or by Threepio's frightened shrieks.
'Oh, no ... Don't hit me!' the droid begged, trying to protect his disassembled parts with his arm. 'No! He doesn't mean it! Calm down, you hairy fool!'
More stormtroopers had come into the room and joined the fight. Some of the troopers began to club the Wookiee with the butts of their rifles, banging against Threepio in the process.
'Ouch!' the droid screamed. 'I didn't do anything!'
The stormtroopers had begun to overpower Chewbacca, and were about to smash him in the face with their weapons when, over the sounds of the fray, Han shouted, 'Chewie, no! Stop it, Chewbacca!'
Only Han Solo could deflect the maddened Wookiee from his battle. Straining against the hold of his guards, Han broke away from them and rushed over to break up the fight.
Vader signaled his guards to let Han go and signaled the battling stormtroopers to stop the fight.
Han gripped the massive forearms of his hairy friend to calm him down, then gave him a stern look.
The flustered Threepio was still fussing and fuming. 'Oh, yes ... stop, stop.' Then, with a robotic sigh of relief, he said, 'Thank heavens!'
Han and Chewbacca faced each other, the former looking grimly into his friend's eyes. For a moment they embraced tightly, then Han told the Wookiee, 'Save your strength for another time, pal, when the odds are better.' He mustered a reassuring wink, but the Wookiee was grief-stricken and barked a mournful wail.
'Yeah,' Han said, trying his best to crack a grin, 'I know. I feel the same way. Keep well.' Han Solo turned to one of the guards. 'You'd better chain him until it's over.'
The subdued Chewbacca did not resist as the stormtrooper guards placed restraining bands around his wrists. Han gave his partner a final farewell hug, then turned to Princess Leia. He took her in his arms and they embraced as if they would never let go.
Then Leia pressed her lips to his in a lingering kiss of passion. When their kiss ended, tears were in her eyes. 'I love you,' she said softly. 'I couldn't tell you before, but it's true.'
He smiled his familiar cocky smile. 'Just remember that, because I'll be back.' Then his face grew tender and he kissed her gently on the forehead.
Tears began to roll down her cheeks as Han turned away from her and walked quietly and fearlessly toward the waiting hydraulic platform.
The Ugnaughts rushed to his side and positioned him on the platform, binding his arms and legs tightly onto the hydraulic deck. He stood alone and helpless, and gazed one last time at his friends.
Chewbacca looked at his friend mournfully, Threepio's head peeking over the Wookiee's shoulder to get one last look at the brave man. The administrator, Calrissian, watched this ordeal, a solemn look of regret etched deeply into his face. And then there was Leia. Her face was contorted with the pain of her grief as she stood regally trying to be strong.
Leia's was the last face Han saw when he felt the hydraulic