Из одной темы посвященной неизбежной смерти Дж-Дж-Б в 3м эпизоде .
I want Yoda to kill him. I can see it before my eyes.
The rubbery form of a Gungan senator ambled into the room and, upon seeing its resident, stopped.
"Master Yoda! Meesa Senator Jar-Jar Binks! Hee-lo! Meesa muy muy happy seein yousa!"
"Hmmm. Jar-Jar. Remember I do." Yoda raised his head to regard him. The ancient eyes were piercing. "Creature of the Dark Side, you are."
"The darken side, mesa?"
The wizened Jedi Master nodded grimly. "Yes. Kill you I must."
"Mesa, dady Yoda?" Jar-Jar found himelf backing off uncertainly. "But... but... meesa luv all Jedi! Meesa luv you too!"
Hobbling closer to the stricken Gungan, Yoda's lips thinned in determination.
"For that, painful your death will be."
"Ye gads!" wailed the pathetic one. "Mesa gonna die!"
"Pushed me too far, you have," Yoda intoned in a low, ominous voice. His gnarled hands crackled with Force Lightning. The Gungan, turning to run, didn't see the bundle of corrupted energy that lashed toward him. But he felt it. He fell to the ground screaming like only a Gungan could, and he didn't stop screaming for a long time.
Eventually, the tortured shrieks of the creature ceased. Stepping out of the compact, billowing smoke, Master Yoda let the last vestigues of the Force Lightning recede.
"Sith am I become. Now, wicked robes I must find."