Look, I can take you as far as Anchorhead. You can get a transport there to Mos Eisley or wherever you’re going. Leave that to me. Send a distress signal, and inform the Senate that all on board were killed.
I don’t know where you get you delusions, laser brain.
Look, I ain’t in this for your revolution, and I’m not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I’m in it for the money.
Well, Your Highness, I guess this is it. That’s right. Well, don’t get all mushy on me. So long, Princess. Han! Yes, Your Highnessness? I thought you decided to stay.
Artoo! Artoo-Detoo, where are you? At last! Where have you been? They’re heading in this direction. What are we going to do? We’ll be sent to the spice mine of Kessel or smashed into who knows what! Wait a minute, where are you going?
The son of Skywalker must not become a Jedi. If he could be turned, he would become a powerful ally. Yes. Yes. He would be a great asset. Can it be done? He will join us or die, my master.
