Leave that to me. Send a distress signal, and inform the Senate that all on board were killed. I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing.
I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is. As you wish. Red Five standing by.
I don’t know where you get you delusions, laser brain.
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?