Death star here!
user: Oh you want your planet eliminated!
jabberwacky: You're kind of scary.
user: It is my job.
jabberwacky: Then you have to do it.
user: I am charging the laser.
jabberwacky: Laser? I want one!
user: You are dying; shut up.
jabberwacky: Oh, can you spare my life?
user: You just said I had to destroy your planet.
jabberwacky: No I didn't.
jabberwacky: Say something interesting.
user: That is it you; are dying.
jabberwacky: Why am I dying?
user: Your planet is exploding.
jabberwacky: No. My planet is white.
user: It does not matter once it is gone.
jabberwacky: And why doesn't it matter?
user: It will be gone.
jabberwacky: Are you going to Mars?
user: Yes, Lord Vader wants it destroyed as well.
jabberwacky: Protecting the Empire against the insurgents.
user: You know it well, tell me would you like to recruit into the storm trooper battalions?
jabberwacky: Really? Who do I remind you of?
user: You have failed the first test, prove your loyalty to the empire!
jabberwacky: Ah, but you have failed the emotion test. Therefore, you are artificial.
user: Does it matter as long as I serve?
user: Alright blow the planet, engage primary ignition switch.
jabberwacky: You're adopted, and your parents don't love you.
user: *kaboom your planet is destroyed*.
jabberwacky: Hey don't get frisky.
user: Well I like to!
jabberwacky: Well, I do not.
jabberwacky: Tell me a joke.
user: Knock Knock.
jabberwacky: Who's there?
user: YOUR dead planet! Hows that for a victory of the Empire!
jabberwacky: Lets go destroy a planet!
user: That's the spirit, to Mars!
jabberwacky: Yo, can I get yo numba?
user: No, not cool with gangster so drop or I kick you out into freezing oblivion.
jabberwacky: Who are you talking to?
user: You hitch-hiker, get off my Death Star!
jabberwacky: Do you like being what you are?
user: Yes, now suffocate in space.