Tarkin: You see, Commandant, there is something of note in that report, no casualties. Your rebel cell is more principled than others.

Grint: Others, sir? You mean there are other cells?

Tarkin: Cells, factions, tribes... Call them what you will. They lack the one thing that would make them a credible threat to the Empire, unity. While your cell seems uninterested in violence, it does present a specific threat, the Jedi.

Aresko: We have encountered him, sir, and he lives up to their reputation.

Tarkin: I doubt that very much. But I am not concerned with his skills as a warrior. I am concerned with what he represents. Or perhaps I should say, I am concerned by what you allow him to represent by failing to stop him, hope. There are whispers of this alleged Jedi in the streets. In time, such whispers might spark belief in something other than the strength and security of the Empire. And that, gentlemen, is something I cannot have.