Prince: Great... we're going to die!
Bastila: Think positive!
Prince: Okay... we're going to die quickly and painlessly!
Bastila: <_<
Dark Image: (untellable)
Bastila: You'll never get away with this!
Malak: And why not, you have no one to rescue you!
Prince: George and Starr and outside...
(a person enters the building lightsaber drawn)
Bastila: See?
(Starr deactivates her lightsaber)
Malak: I think not...
(Sith soldiers attack Starr)
(Starr chokes them)
Prince: <_< I told you we killed the wrong Starr.
Bastila: :blink:
Starr: (bows before Malak) My, Master... the other interuder has been killed.
Dark Image: (untellable)
Starr: (looks at image) It was my pleasure, My Lord...
Dark Image: (chuckle) (looks at Malak) (untellable)
Malak: Yes, she has been trained well...
Bastila: George? Dead?
Prince: Great... now we're really dead...