My last words on the show are as follows:
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Well... I can't say it was a surprise, I mean nearly killing half of you in challenges and then saying I slipped or something does tend to make an enemy of yourself. *Cough*
Well.. Best of luck to the rest of the Mabbitt tribe: I leave you my security droid to Jar Jar to use; I leave my lightsaber to Palps, I don't know why though; and I lave mt set of clothes to whoever wants them.
To the OoTeeni tribe may you fail at everything, except you Master Dooku of course, and be warned I am hovering over Tatooine so don't be surprised if lasers rain down on you, not during the challenges of course, but they could be the cause.
Farewell team and May the Force be with you!
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Well it looks like I can finally get back to the Jedi hunting.
You played a good game!
As a consolation prize, you have a year's supply of sand.