The Alliance will die, as will your friends. Good. I can feel your anger. I am defenceless. Take your weapon. Strike me down with all of your hatred and your journey towards the dark side will be complete.
You want this, don’t you? The hate is swelling in you now. Take your Jedi weapon. Use it. I am unarmed. Strike me down with it. Give in to your anger. With each passing moment you make yourself more my servant.
I’m rather embarrassed, General Solo, but it appears you are to be the main course at a banquet in my honor.
You’re wrong, Leia. You have that power too. In time, you’ll learn to use it as I have. The Force is strong in my family. My father has it. I have it. And… my sister has it.
You underestimate the power of the dark side. If you will not fight, then you will meet your destiny.