“Come on, Master Yoda. Do I look like the kind of Sith that can start a movement? I killed those younglings because they were awful. Everyone is awful these days. It’s enough to drive anyone to the dark side!”

“So it, that is. Crazy, you are? A defense for killing those younglings, that is?”

“No. They couldn’t carry a lightsaber to save their lives. Ohh, why is everybody so upset about these brats? If it was me dying in the sand, you’d walk right over me! I pass you every day, and you don’t notice me! But these younglings – what, because Obi-Wan Kenobi went and cried about them on the holograms?”

“A problem with Obi-Wan you have, as well?”

“Yes, I do. Have you seen what it’s like out there, Yo-daa? Do you ever actually leave the Jedi Temple? Everyone just attacks and kidnaps each other! Nobody thinks what it’s like to be the other Jedi! You think masters like Obi-Wan ever think about what it’s like to be anyone but themselves? They don’t. They think, that we’ll just sit there and take it, like good little Padawans! That we won’t dark side and go wild!”

“Finished, are you? So much self-pity that is, Anakin. Sound like make excuses for killing those younglings, you do. Not everybody, I will tell you, not everyone is awful.”

“…You’re awful, Yoda.”

“Awful, am I? Awful, how am I?”

“Denying me a seat in the council. Inviting me into the temple. You just wanted to make fun of me. You’re just like the rest of ’em!”

“The first thing about me, you do not know. What happened because of what you did, you must look at. Dozens of Jedi Masters dead, because of what you’ve done, there are. Laughing, you are. Begun because of what you did, Order 66 has.”

“Ahaha, I know… How about another trick, Yoda?”

“Enough of your tricks, I think we’ve seen.”

“What do you get when you cross a mentally ill Jedi with an ORDER that BETRAYS HIM AND TURNS AGAINST HIM?!”

“Call the Wookies, you must, Bail!”

“I’ll tell you what you get! YOU GET WHAT YOU FUCKIN’ DESERVE!”