Needa: Lord Vader, we have no signal of the Milenium Falcon. We seem to have lost it.
Vader: Idiot! You will pay for your incompetence with your life. I will use my force to kill you know, until you die a horrible death.
Needa: But I beg of you, Lord Vader, spare my life. We shall double, or let me dare say, triple our efforts to find the Milenium Falcon. It can't be too far. A ship that small cannot have a cloaking device. So it must be nearby, we just can't see it. Or maybe it crashed against our ship and we didn't even noticed. Perhaps they are dead by now, and if they are, I apoligize. Deeply. As I know you wanted them alive. But why? Why would you want them alive? They don't have any information we might need. Also, the second death star is being built, and according to the emperor, our plan to destroy the rebels cannot fail. And yet, you want those specific rebels, and the princess Leia. Do you have a trap in mind?
Vader: My plans concern me and the emperor only. I wasn't really going to kill you because of your lack of competence, or should I say INcompetence, but now that you've said too much in too little time I have no choice but letting this droid kill you.
Needa: No!
Droid: Okee-Okee! (shoots Needa)
Needa: (dying) I'm... so sorry... (dies, colapses)
Vader: Apologies accepted, captain Needa.
(Everyone around applaudes)