Darth Vader: I find your lack of faith disturbing.
Obi Wan Kenobi: Use the force, Luke.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…
Obi Wan Kenobi: These are not the Droids you’re looking for.
It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the DEATH STAR, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire’s sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy….
Darth Vader: Don’t be too proud of this technological terror you’ve constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.
Assistant: She’ll die before she’ll tell you anything.
Vader: Leave that to me.
Obi Wan Kenobi: Who’s more foolish, the fool or the fool who follows him?
Leia: This is our most desperate hour. Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi. You’re my only hope.
Leia: You came in that? You’re braver than I thought.
Luke: That little droid’s gonna cause me a lot of trouble.
C-3PO: Oh, he excels at that, sir.
Han: We’ve got to find out which cell this princess of yours is in. Here it is … cell twenty-one-eight-seven. You go and get her. I’ll hold them here.
(Luke runs down corridor, Han speaks to buzzing comlink)
Han: Everything is under control. Situation Normal.
Intercom voice: What happened?
Han: Uh…had a slight weapons malfunction. But, eh everything’s perfectly all right now. We’re fine. We’re all fine here, now, thank you. How are you?
Intercom voice: We’re sending a squad up.
Han: Uh,uh, negative, negative. We had a reactor leak here now. Give us a few minutes to lock it down. Large leak…very dangerous.
Intercom voice Who is this? What’s your operating number?
(Han blasts the comlink)
Han: Boring conversation anyways. Luke! We’re going to have company!
Han: Ten thousand, all in advance.
Luke: Ten thousand! We can almost buy our own ship for that.
Han: But who’s going to fly it, kid? You?
Leia: Governor Tarkin, I should’ve expected to find you holding Vader’s leash. I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board.
Grand Moff Tarkin: Charming to the last. You don’t know how hard I found it signing the order to terminate your life.
Han: Let him have it. It’s not wise to upset a Wookiee.
C-3PO: But sir. Nobody worries about upsetting a droid.
Han: That’s cause a droid don’t pull people’s arms out of their sockets when they lose. Wookiees are known to do that.
C-3PO: I see your point, sir. I suggest a new strategy, R2. Let the Wookiee win.
Han: Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid.
Luke: You don’t believe in the Force, do you?
Han: Kid, I’ve flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I’ve seen a lot of strange stuff, but I’ve never seen anything to make me believe there’s one all-powerful Force controlling everything. There’s no mystical energy field controls my destiny! It’s all a lot of simple tricks and nonsense.
Obi Wan Kenobi: In my experience, there’s no such thing as luck.
Leia: Aren’t you a little short for a stormtrooper?
Obi Wan Kenobi: That’s no moon…it’s a space station.
Han: It’s too big to be a space station.
Luke: I have a very bad feeling about this.
Han Solo: What good is a reward if you’re not around to use it?
Luke: Listen, if you were to rescue her, the reward would be…more than you can imagine.
Han: I don’t know. I can imagine quite a bit.
Luke: Why don’t you outrun them? I thought you said this thing was fast.
Han: Watch your mouth, kid, or you’re going to find yourself floating home. We’ll be safe enough once we make the jump to hyperspace. Besides, I know a few maneuvers. We’ll lose them. Here’s where the fun begins.
Ben: How long before you make the jump to lightspeed?
Han: It’ll take a few moments to get the coordinates from the navicomputer.
Luke: Are you kidding – at the rate they’re gaining?
Han: Traveling through hyperspace isn’t like dusting crops, boy.
Han: If we just avoid any more female advice, we ought to be able to get out of here.
Leia: Look, I don’t know who you are or where you came from, but from now on, you do as I tell you. OK?
Han: Look! Your Worshipfulness! Let’s get one thing straight. I take orders from just one person. Me.
Leia: It’s a wonder you’re still alive. Will somebody get this big walking carpet out of my way?
Han: No reward is worth this.
Han Solo: Well, one thing’s for sure: we’re all going to be a lot thinner!
Han: Look, I ain’t in this for your revolution. I’m not in it for you Princess. I expect to be well paid. I’m in it for the money.
Princess: You needn’t worry about your reward. If money is all that you love, then that’s what you’ll receive.