What chance do we have? The question is ‘What choice?’ Run? Hide? Plead for mercy? Scatter your forces? You give way to an enemy this evil with this much power and you condemn the galaxy to an eternity of submission.
Our foe did not come only to destroy our things or our people. They came to desecrate a way of life. To foul our beliefs, trample our freedom. And in this, not only did they fail, they granted us the greatest gift. A chance at our rebirth. We will rise. Renewed. Stronger and united. This is our time, our chance to get back to the best of who we are.
If by chance an honest man like yourself should make enemies, then they would become my enemies. And then they would fear you.
I rode through the rain. I’d ride through worse than that if I could just hear your voice telling me that I might at least have some chance to win you.[to Emma]