Father Skywalker said:
Tyrphanax said:
Father Skywalker said:
Tyrphanax said:
adywan said:
Father Skywalker said:
Yes, but how do you know that moff tiaan jerjerrod was on it when it blew up?? Remember that the guys were evacuating on it at the ending; nothing ever confirmed whether or not grand moff tiaan jerjjerod escaped!!!!
Check the deleted scenes on the blu-ray. They were about to blow up the moon of Endor when the Death Star was destroyed, so no, he didn't escape
Wookieepedia.
Wookipedia banned me. They're mean and stupid.....
Besides, wookipedia is not george lucas's offical canon website, it's is a star wars website made by fanboys and fangirls......
I read that he died during/in the explosion, it just wasn't confirmed by an official source yet. What about the evacuation, when luke skywalker was dragging his father's body down to the shuttle????
Wookieepedia, while it has the same drawbacks of any wiki site, is a collection of most of the sources of Star Wars cannon available (books, movies, games, et cetera).
Moff Jerjerrod's death as he waited to pull the trigger to destroy the forest moon of Endor is documented in the novelization of Return of the Jedi. You can read it yourself if you don't believe me!
Did the novelization explicity state "he died", or "he did not escape"??? No. Please send me a quote. Also, remember the guys that were evacuating when luke dragged anakin's body down to his shuttle?? Luke just stayed there for a moments and talked to his father, the other imperial guys didn't wait, they got themselves off of the second death star and escaped pretty fast. If luke could barely escape, then those guys could most certainly escape too, they were quicker and they got ahead of him when escaping, they didn't stop and pause to talk to a dying man.........
By that logic, jerjerrod could have escaped too, and he probably did. What, did two or three guys stay on there or something like that???
Jerjerrod was obsessed with carrying out Palpatine's final order (destroy the forest moon) and his hatred of the Rebels. So much that he died waiting for the Death Star to rotate around to face the moon while holding the firing switch.
The Emperor hissed. 'Your fleet is lost - and your friends on the Endor Moon will not survive...' He pushed a comlink button on the arm of his throne and spoke into it with relish. 'Commander Jerjerrod, should the Rebels manage to blow up the shield generator, you will turn this battle station onto the Endor Moon and destroy it.'
'Yes, Your Highness,' came the voice over the receiver, 'but we have several battalions stationed on-'
'You will destroy it!' the Emperor's whisper was more final than any scream.
'Yes, Your Highness.'
Commander Jerjerrod sat, brooding, in the control room of the Death Star, watching all about him crumble. Half of his crew were dead, wounded, or run off-where they hoped to find sanctuary was unclear, if not insane. The rest wandered ineffectually, or railed at the enemy ships, or fired all their guns at all sectors, or shouted orders, or focused desperately on a single task, as if that would save them. Or, like Jerjerrod, simply brooded.
He couldn't fathom what he'd done wrong. He'd been patient, he'd been loyal, he'd been clever, he'd been hard. He was the commander of the greatest battle station ever built. Or, at least, almost built. He hated this Rebel Alliance, now, with a child's hate, untempered. He'd loved it once - it had been the small boy he could bully, the enraged baby animal he could torture. But the boy had grown up now; it knew how to fight back effectively. It had broken its bonds.
Jerjerrod hated it now.
Yet there seemed to be little he could do at this point. Except, of course, destroy Endor - he could do that. It was a small act, a token really - to incinerate something green and living, gratuitously, meanly, toward no end but that of wanton destruction. A small act, but deliciously satisfying.
An aide ran up to him. 'The Rebel fleet is closing, sir.'
'Concentrate all fire in that sector,' he answered distractedly. A console on the far wall burst into flame.
'The fighters in the superstructure are eluding our defense system, Commander. Shouldn't we-'Flood sectors 304 and 138. That should slow them up.' He arched his eyebrows at the aide.
This made little sense to the aide, who had cause to wonder at the commander's grasp of the situation. 'But sir ...'
'What is the rotation factor to firing range on the Endor Moon?'
The aide checked the compuscreen. 'Point oh two to moon target, sir. Commander, the fleet-'Accelerate rotation until moon is in range, and then fire on my mark.'
'Yes, sir.' The aide pulled a bank of switches. 'Rotation accelerating, sir. Point oh one to moon target, sir. Sixty seconds to firing range. Sir, good-bye, sir.' The aide saluted, put the firing switch in Jerjerrod's hand as another explosion shook the control room, and ran out the door.
Jerjerrod smiled calmly at the view-screen. Endor was starting to come out of the Death Star's eclipse. He fondled the detonation switch in his hand. Point oh oh five to moon target. Screams erupted in the next room.
Thirty seconds to firing.
And then it blew up. If you think after reading that that he either cared/wanted to escape or if he could somehow get off the station in the scant few seconds before the reactor blew (by the time the thirty-second count had begun, Lando and Wedge were already firing at the reactor), then I don't know what else to say.
