"And so my Master died. And my friends died. Barely a year ago. Long I pondered my Master's cryptic talk of victory. But time has proven him wise. For from free system to free system the story spread, how brave Luke and his companions Han, so far from home, laid down their lives, not just for Yavin, but for all of the Republic, and the promise that this rebellion holds.
Now, here on this jungle moon called Endor, Sidious's hordes face OBLITERATION!
Just there, the stormtroopers huddle, sheer terror gripping tight their hearts with icy fingers, knowing full well what merciless horrors they suffered at the lightsabers and blasters of just a few. Yet here they stare now, across the vacuum, at a Jedi like my father before me, commanding the fleet of the Rebel Alliance!
The enemy outnumber us a paltry million to one! Good odds for any rebel! This day, we rescue a galaxy from the Dark Side and tyranny, and usher in a future brighter than anything we can imagine.
GIVE THANKS MEN, TO OBI-WAN AND THE BRAVE JEDI!
TO VICTORY!!"