User: Death star here!
Cleverbot: Not for me it isn't.
User: Oh you want your planet eliminated!
Cleverbot: You're kind of scary.
User: It is my job.
Cleverbot: Then you have to do it.
User: I am charging the laser.
Cleverbot: Laser? I want one!
User: You are dying; shut up.
Cleverbot: Oh, can you spare my life?
User: You just said I had to destroy your planet.
Cleverbot: No I didn't.
Cleverbot: Say something interesting.
User: That is it you; are dying.
Cleverbot: Why am I dying?
User: Your planet is exploding.
Cleverbot: No. My planet is white.
User: It does not matter once it is gone.
Cleverbot: And why doesn't it matter?
User: It will be gone.
Cleverbot: Are you going to Mars?
User: Yes, Lord Vader wants it destroyed as well.
Cleverbot: Protecting the Empire against the insurgents.
User: You know it well, tell me would you like to recruit into the storm trooper battalions?
Cleverbot: Really? Who do I remind you of?
User: You have failed the first test, prove your loyalty to the empire!
Cleverbot: Ah, but you have failed the emotion test. Therefore, you are artificial.
User: Does it matter as long as I serve?
User: Alright blow the planet, engage primary ignition switch.
Cleverbot: You're adopted, and your parents don't love you.
User: *kaboom your planet is destroyed*.
Cleverbot: Hey don't get frisky.
User: Well I like to!
Cleverbot: Well, I do not.
Cleverbot: Tell me a joke.
User: Knock Knock.
Cleverbot: Who's there?
User: YOUR dead planet! Hows that for a victory of the Empire!
Cleverbot: Lets go destroy a planet!
User: That's the spirit, to Mars!
Cleverbot: Yo, can I get yo numba?
User: No, not cool with gangster so drop or I kick you out into freezing oblivion.
Cleverbot: Who are you talking to?
User: You hitch-hiker, get off my Death Star!
Cleverbot: Do you like being what you are?
User: Yes, now suffocate in space........................................