Kerchak, please don't do this.
Your wisecracking really did get on my nerves you know. Now it's time for lights out and shut up.
That's not the right noise.
I've disabled your armor and weapons... the stuff I offered to carry, and grabbed signatures for. But I didn't have enough time to pinpoint just you.
But that means my men down on deck...
You can hope they remember their innate ability to fling feces. It's the only projectile weapon they've got left.