Palpatine: [sighs] Oh, I-I gotta take this, hold on. Vader! How's my favorite Sith?
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, just, slow down. Huh?
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What do you mean they blew up the Death Star? [Bleep] OH, [Cluster Bleep-Bomb]
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Who's they?!
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What the hell is an "Aluminium Falcon"?! [sighs] Okay, okay, s-so who's left?
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Are you [bleep]ing me?! Well, where are you?! Wait a sec, you've been flying around for two weeks trying to get a signal? Ugh, you must smell like... feet wrapped in leathery... burnt... bacon!
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Oh, oh, oh, I'm, I'm sorry, I thought my Dark Lord of the Sith could protect a small thermal exhaust port that's only two meters wide! That thing wasn't even fully paid off yet! Do you have — Do you have any idea what this is gonna do to my credit?
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[phone rings] Ah, hang on, I've got another call. [switches line] What?! I'm very busy right now!
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Oh. Oh, we-well where're they going?
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Huh. Alright, um, just get me a turkey club.
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Uh, coleslaw, I guess. I-I'm not even gonna eat it. W-W-What're you getting?
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No, see, I-I always order the wrong thing.
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No, no, no, I'll just stick with that. Okay, bye — wait, what?
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Oh, a Cherry Coke. Thanks. [switches back to Vader] Sorry about that. [sighs]
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What? Oh-oh, "just rebuild it"?! Oh, re-real [bleep]ing original! And who's gonna give me a loan, jack-hole, you?! Y-you got an ATM on that torso Lite Brite?! Now get your 7'2 asthmatic ass back here or I'm gonna tell everyone what a whiny bitch you were about "Padamamay" or "Panda Bear" or whatever the hell her name is!
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Oh geez, he's crying! Ha, ha...
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, c'mon. C'mon, don't do that. Just, just, look, ah, y'know, I'm dealing with a lot of crap right now. Eh, Death Star blown up by a bunch of [bleep]ing teenagers, y'know? I didn't mean to snap. [makes jacking off gesture]
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Oh, oh, j-just get back here. Okay, okay, bye.
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I-I-yeh-I... I love you too.
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, just, slow down. Huh?
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What do you mean they blew up the Death Star? [Bleep] OH, [Cluster Bleep-Bomb]
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Who's they?!
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What the hell is an "Aluminium Falcon"?! [sighs] Okay, okay, s-so who's left?
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Are you [bleep]ing me?! Well, where are you?! Wait a sec, you've been flying around for two weeks trying to get a signal? Ugh, you must smell like... feet wrapped in leathery... burnt... bacon!
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Oh, oh, oh, I'm, I'm sorry, I thought my Dark Lord of the Sith could protect a small thermal exhaust port that's only two meters wide! That thing wasn't even fully paid off yet! Do you have — Do you have any idea what this is gonna do to my credit?
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[phone rings] Ah, hang on, I've got another call. [switches line] What?! I'm very busy right now!
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Oh. Oh, we-well where're they going?
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Huh. Alright, um, just get me a turkey club.
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Uh, coleslaw, I guess. I-I'm not even gonna eat it. W-W-What're you getting?
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No, see, I-I always order the wrong thing.
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No, no, no, I'll just stick with that. Okay, bye — wait, what?
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Oh, a Cherry Coke. Thanks. [switches back to Vader] Sorry about that. [sighs]
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What? Oh-oh, "just rebuild it"?! Oh, re-real [bleep]ing original! And who's gonna give me a loan, jack-hole, you?! Y-you got an ATM on that torso Lite Brite?! Now get your 7'2 asthmatic ass back here or I'm gonna tell everyone what a whiny bitch you were about "Padamamay" or "Panda Bear" or whatever the hell her name is!
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Oh geez, he's crying! Ha, ha...
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, c'mon. C'mon, don't do that. Just, just, look, ah, y'know, I'm dealing with a lot of crap right now. Eh, Death Star blown up by a bunch of [bleep]ing teenagers, y'know? I didn't mean to snap. [makes jacking off gesture]
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Oh, oh, j-just get back here. Okay, okay, bye.
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I-I-yeh-I... I love you too.
