The bounty hunter we ran into on Ord Mantell changed my mind. Han, we need you! We? Yes. Oh, what about you need? I need? I don’t know what you’re talking about. You probably don’t. And what precisely am I supposed to know?
Still, she’s got a lot of spirit. I don’t know, what do you think? 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.
If this is a consular ship… were is the Ambassador? Commander, tear this ship apart until you’ve found those plans and bring me the Ambassador. I want her alive! There she is! Set for stun! She’ll be all right. Inform Lord Vader we have a prisoner.
The last time I felt it was in the presence of my old master. The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands. You’re all clear, kid. Let’s blow this thing and go home!
Escape is not his plan. I must face him, alone. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time! What!? Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is. In my experience, there is no such thing as luck.
