Quotes About Vader

Tarkin had long nursed suspicions about who Vader was beneath the black face mask and helmet, as well as how he had come to be, but he knew better than to give open voice to his thoughts.

The Carrion Spike may already be in motion," Tarkin said, squaring his shoulders. As if in echo of Tarkin's posture of readiness, Vader planted his fists on his hips. "Then we have no time to spare.

Good. The Emperor sat back. And, tell me, what is your opinion of Lord Vader's handling of the occupation of Kashyyyk? He proved very capable, my lord. No one involved in the operation will soon forget his ... sense of commitment, shall we say?

Vader approached, drawing and igniting his Sith blade. Shryne blinked blood from his eyes; lifted his lightsaber hand only to realize that he had lost the sword during his fall. Slumping back, he loosed a ragged, resigned exhalation.

To her horror, Starstone realized she was suddenly alone with Vader, who immediately signaled his stormtroopers to leave her to him, and to devote themselves to slaughtering the few Wookiees who remained on the tier.

For the moment it was enough that his advisers and minions respected him–for reestablishing peace, for eliminating the group that had posed the greatest threat to continued stability–but eventually those same advisers would need to fear him. To understand the great power he wielded, as both Emperor and Dark Lord of the Sith. And to that end, Sidious needed Vader.

You are Lord Vader? Organa asked. Senator, Vader said, inclining his head slightly I demand to know why you've come to Alderaan. Senator, you are in no position to demand anything.

The Emperor's furtive smile gave Tarkin pause. Had he actually seen through Rancit's and the dissidents' schemes from the beginning? Had the events of the past few weeks been less about unmasking a cell of traitors than testing Tarkin's ability to foil the plot and to work effectively with Vader?

One last thing, Vice Admiral," Vader said as Rancit was being escorted aft down the walkway. "Moff Tarkin sends his regards.

Tarkin had lost all sense of how long he had been standing in the viewport bay when Vader's fury brought him back to the moment. "This freighter is to be tractored aboard the Executrix for a thorough inspection. The crew is to be kept in detention until I'm through interrogating them.

Seated in the copilot's chair, Tarkin watched Vader expectantly as the Predator emerged from hyperspace. "Full ahead," the Dark Lord said. Tarkin was glad to oblige, though he saw nothing through the viewports but star-strewn space and nothing on the sensor screens but background noise.

Time built up everyone's expectations about the impending conflict between Luke and Vader. If "I am your father" had been in the first film, I don't know if it would have had the resonance. I actually don't know if it would have worked.

I felt ridiculous," Prowse says of Vader's paternity revelation. "I thought I was saying one thing and here they have me saying another.

Vader made most of the naval officers he encountered uncomfortable

Vader let them close a bit, then slammed hard on the reverse thrusters, throwing him forward in his seat, and immediately reengaged the engines. The momentary stop had been enough. The escort streaked past and over him. He gave chase instantly, inverting the shuttle as he did.

Can you trust the crew in the V-wings?" A laugh slipped through Belkor's teeth, and he heard the hysteria in it. "To kill Mors? Yes. I've made her out as the traitor who brought down the Perilous. But to kill Vader and the Emperor? No. To help Twi'lek terrorists? No, I can't trust them to do that, Syndulla. No.

He felt the Emperor's eyes on him, the intensity of the gaze, the weight of his expectations, and Vader knew that the day's events had been only half about depleting a rebel movement before it could grow. They had also, as Vader had suspected, been about testing him, forcing him to face the ghosts of his past and exorcise them forever and fully.

Far down the corridor, she saw Vader leap down from a walkway ten meters above the deck.

She stared up at Vader, unafraid."I hate you and everything you stand for" she said."But when I murdered, I murdered out of love" Vader raised his blade, his breathing loud and steady. When he spoke, his voice was as deep and hollow as a funeral gong. "I know precisely what you mean" he said and slashed.

the scarred face of a clone, the features an echo of so many faces from Vader's past. Rex. Cody. Fives. Echo. The roster of names moved through Vader's mind, each of them a trigger for a memory, each of them a ghost from his past.

Vader completed his meditation and opened his eyes. His pale, flame-savaged face stared back at him from out of the reflective black transparisteel of his pressurized meditation chamber. Without the neural connection to his armor, he was conscious of the stumps of his legs, the ruin of his arms, the perpetual pain in his flesh. He welcomed it. Pain fed his hate, and hate fed his strength. Once, as a Jedi, he had meditated to find peace. Now he meditated to sharpen the edges of his anger.

A thought flashed through Vader's mind, a stray thought, just for a moment: his Master dead, Vader ruling the Empire, the galaxy, unconstrained by the leash of an old man…