Sith Lord! That's my name! You know why, acolyte? You piloted a Z-95 Headhunter to get here. I piloted an 80,000,000 credit R&D Tie-Advanced that's parked right outside. THAT'S my name! And your name is you're low on the midichlorian count. You can't play in the sith game, you can't choke them... then go home and tell your twilek sex slave your troubles. Because only one thing counts in this life: Get them to gasp on the breath which is asphyxiated. You hear me, you fucking jizz wailers? A-B-C. A... Always, B... Be, C... Choking. Always be choking. ALWAYS BE CHOKING! P-P-S-J Force Pull, Force Push, Force Speed, Force Jump. Push: Have I pushed you in the right direction? Pull: Are you pulled towards your goal? Speed: Are you going to learn fast? I know you are 'cause it's Choke or get your Sith pushed in. You choke or out the window and you hit the Coruscant pavement. Jump? Are you going to jump as high as the Emperor wants you to? Get out there! You've got the force sensitives coming in. You think they came in here to get out of the rain? A force sensitive doesn't walk into the temple lest he wants to learn. They're sitting out there waiting for you to show them the Dark side of the Force. Are you gonna show them? Are you Sith enough to choke them?