All right Bukowski. You just coudn't let it lie, could you?

Sir —

The D.A.'s office thinks it was an accident. City Hall thinks it was an accident. The Imperial Bureau of Investigation thinks it was an accident. What makes you so god-damned special?

Sir, I just don't see how an entire planet could explode like that for no reason.

You think, what, the whole Empire is lying to us?

I just want to check out that new space station, sir. It was in the area —

The Death Star? That's just a cosmological research facility and you know it.

Sir, with all due respect, if I could just get on board, I —

Bukowski, you are not to go within ten parsecs of that station and that's an order.

But sir —

I want your badge, your blaster and your other blaster. You're suspended.

What?

I just got off the video link with the mayor. He wanted your ass. I talked him down to a fourteen-day suspension. Damned if I know why. Now get out of here.