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Alderaan? I'm not going to Alderaan. I've got to go home. It's late, I'm in for it as it is. But with the blast shield down, I can't even see! How am I supposed to fight? All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that's what you're best…
The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers. All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that's what you're best at, ain't it? I call it luck. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment…
What?! Your eyes can deceive you. Don't trust them. No! Alderaan is peaceful. We have no weapons. You can't possibly… All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that's what you're best at, ain't it? I'm trying not to, kid. Remember, a Jedi can feel the Force flowing…
Leave that to me. Send a distress signal, and inform the Senate that all on board were killed. Partially, but it also obeys your commands. I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing.
Still, she's got a lot of spirit. I don't know, what do you think? Dantooine. They're on Dantooine. I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing for me here now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and be a Jedi, like my father before me.…
You're all clear, kid. Let's blow this thing and go home! I call it luck. You mean it controls your actions? I'm trying not to, kid. Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to…
Your eyes can deceive you. Don't trust them. You mean it controls your actions? I suggest you try it again, Luke. This time, let go your conscious self and act on instinct. I can't get involved! I've got work to do! It's not that I like the Empire, I hate…
The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers. I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I'm getting too old for this sort of thing. Kid, I've flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I've seen a lot…
He'll want to use your yacht, and I don't want this thing smelling like fish. I'm a monster. There's only one man I've ever called a coward, and that's Brian Doyle Murray. No, what I'm calling you is a television actor. No… but I'd like to be asked! Bad news.…