Count Dooku: You understand the ineffectiveness of the Senate. Bureaucracy and inadequacy as far as the eye can see. But what if I told you there’s a way to heal the Senate? A way to restore the Republic to its former glory?
Padmé Amidala: And which glory is that, Count? Not everyone can be the despot of their own tiny kingdom.
Count Dooku: One can’t always repair the broken starship, you know. Sometimes one must sell off the scraps.
Padmé Amidala: You mean to beat other star systems into submission. Make them join your ... slaughter.
Count Dooku: Slaughter? Who had the opportunity to prevent the slaughter that has claimed the lives of millions of Naboo? Tell me that, Your Majesty.