"The binders are too tight! You're walking too fast! I'm hungry! It's too cold!" Whine, whine, whine. These bratty rebel scum, always complaining-- like the whole universe revolves around them. Me, I'm sick of this job...being the bad guy and always wearing black. The stupid helmet that weighs a ton. I wish I were back on Coruscant, strolling down a boulevard, snuggling up to my baby...ummm. |
If Leia had only used her noggin...Coruscant? You see, Lord Vader? She can be reasonable. Set course for the Coruscant system. |
Tarkin, Vader & Motti, engaged in a lively discussion regarding the merits of technology versus spirituality. |
Motti inspects the latest prototypes of the Attack Droid ICG-03b. |
Why are you wearing this ...costume?sniff Why...that odor... sniff, sniff It's an aroma I haven't smelled since... ...baby...! |
