PHASMA:
Disobedient, disrespectful traitor!
You call for order. You beat us down.
But when your shiny neck was threatened,
you squealed like a whoop hog.
The evidence blew up with the base,
but you and I know the truth.
When I put a gun to your head,
you shut down Starkiller's shields.
Now, what would your troops do
if they found out?
Or your masters?
PHASMA:
Who would believe a story like that?
(SCREAMS)
You were always scum.
