Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling or George Lucas.
Enter Luke and Han, invisibly wandering the halls.
Enter Darth Vader, patrolling the corridors.
Han stubs his toe.
Han. Fierfek!
Vader sneezes, drowning Han out.
Exit Vader.
Luke and Han leave the Jedi Temple, sighing with relief.
Luke and Han arrive at Chewbacca's wroshyr treehouse.
Enter Chewbacca and Drang.
Chewbacca holds his bowcaster out at them.
Chewbacca. Who's there?
Luke and Han remove the cloaking device.
O! What are you two doing here?
Luke. What's that for?
Chewbacca. [lowers bowcaster] Nothing, nothing. I've been expecting . . . It doesn't matter. Come on in. I'll make tea.
Luke and Han enter Chewbacca's house.
Chewbacca shuts the door.
Chewbacca's hand shakes nervously as he pours the tea, smashing the tea kettle by accident.
Luke. Are you all right, Chewie? Did you hear about Leia?
Chewbacca. [voice breaks] Oh, I heard about that, all right.
There is a knock on the door.
The cloak! Get the cloak on.
Luke and Han pull the cloaking device on.
Chewbacca opens the door.
Enter Yoda and Cal Omas, an Alderaanian man with neatly groomed white hair and blue eyes.
Yoda. Good evening, Chewbacca.
Han. [whispers] That's Dad's boss. Cal Omas, Chief of State.
Luke elbows him.
Chewbacca, pale and sweaty, backs up.
Omas. Bad business, Chewbacca, very bad business. I had to come. Four attacks on mundane-borns. Things have gone far enough. The Republic has got to act.
Chewbacca. But I never . . . [glances at Yoda] You know I never, Master.
Yoda. [frowns] I want it understood, Cal, that Chewbacca has my full confidence.
Omas. Yoda. Chewbacca's record is against him. I've got to take him.
Yoda. [green eyes blazing] Yet again, Cal, I tell you that taking Chewbacca away will not help you in the slightest.
Omas. Look at it from my point of view. I'm under a lot of pressure. I've got to be seen doing something. If it turns out it wasn't Chewbacca, he'll be back and no more said. But I've got to take him. I wouldn't be doing my duty . . .
Chewbacca. Take me? Take me where?
Omas. [avoiding Chewbacca's eyes] For a short stretch only. Not a punishment, Chewbacca, more a precaution. If someone else is caught, you'll be let out with a full apology. . . .
Chewbacca. [terrified] Not Kessel?
There is another knock on the door.
Yoda opens the door.
Enter Dooku.
Luke. O!
Han elbows him.
Drang. [growls]
Dooku. Already here, Omas? Good.
Chewbacca. What are you doing here? Get out of my house!
Dooku. My dear man. I have no pleasure being inside your . . . do you call this a house? I merely called up to the Temple and was told the Grand Master was here.
Yoda. And what exactly is it that you want with me, Dooku?
Dooku. [takes out a scroll of durasheet] Dreadful thing, Yoda. But the Council feels it's time for you to step aside. This is an Order Sixty-Five. You'll find all twelve signatures on it. I'm afraid we feel you've lost your touch. With all these attacks, there will be no mundane-borns left at the Jedi Temple. And we all know what an awful loss that would be to the Temple.
Omas. Now see here, Dooku. Yoda suspended? No, no. That's the last thing we want just now.
Dooku. The appointment or suspension of the Grand Master is a matter for the Jedi High Council, Omas. And as Yoda has failed to stop these attacks . . .
Omas. See here, Marek, if Yoda can't stop them . . . I mean to say, who can?
Dooku. That remains to be seen. But as all twelve of us have voted . . .
Chewbacca. And how many did you have to threaten and blackmail before they agreed, Marek, eh?
Dooku. Dear, dear. You know, that temper of yours will lead you into trouble one of these days, Chewbacca. I would advise you not to shout at the Tuskens like that. They wouldn't like it at all.
Chewbacca. You can't take Yoda away. Take him away, and the mundane-borns won't stand a chance. You mark my words - there will be killings next.
Yoda. Calm yourself, Chewbacca. If the Council desires my removal, I shall of course step aside.
Omas. But . . .
Chewbacca. No!
Yoda's green eyes blaze with an inner fury not expressed in his tone. He looks into Dooku's cold brown ones.
Yoda. However, you will find that I will only have truly left the Temple when none here are loyal to me. Help will always be given at the Temple to those who ask for it.
Yoda's eyes impressively seem to find Luke and Han.
Dooku. Admirable sentiments. We shall all miss your . . . ah . . . highly individual way of running things, Yoda, and only hope your successor will manage to prevent any . . . ah . . . killings.
Exit Yoda and Dooku.
Chewbacca. [takes a deep breath] If anyone wanted to find out some stuff, then all they'd have to do would be to follow the arachnes. That would lead them right. That's all I'm saying.
Omas stares at him.
All right. I'm coming. [to Luke and Han] And somebody will have to feed Drang while I'm away.
Exit Omas and Chewbacca.
Luke and Han remove the cloaking device.
Han. Chewie's right. With Yoda gone, there will be an attack a day.
Drang. [howls]
Exit all.