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.
The Death Star plans are not in the main computer. Where are those transmissions you intercepted? What have you done with those plans? We intercepted no transmissions. Aaah… This is a consular ship. Were on a diplomatic mission.
I don’t know where you get you delusions, laser brain.
There’s no mystical energy field that controls my destiny. It’s all a lot of simple tricks and nonsense. Red Five standing by. Red Five standing by.