Han Solo: Chewie and I'll take care of this, you stay here. Luke: *Quietly*. There may be more of them out there. Han Solo: Hey, it's me.
Luke: I'm endangering the mission. I shouldn't have come. Han Solo: It's your imagination, kid. Come on. Let's keep a little optimism here.
Luke: You will take me to Jabba now. Bib Fortuna: I take you to Jabba now. Luke: You serve your master well. And you will be rewarded.
C-3PO: What could possibly have come over Master Luke? Is it something I did? He never expressed any unhappiness with my work.
Han Solo: [disguised as an Imperial] It's over, Commander. The rebels have been routed and they're fleeing into the woods. We need reinforcements to continue the pursuit.
Han Solo: 3PO. You tell that slimy piece of worm-ridden filth, he'll get no such pleasure from us. [to Chewbacca] Han Solo: Right?
Admiral Piett: I have my orders from the Emperor himself. He has something special planned for them. We only need to keep them from escaping.
[first lines] Shuttle captain: Command station, this is ST321, code clearance blue. We're starting our approach; deactivate the security shield.
Darth Sidious: [to Separatists] I am sending you my new apprentice, Darth Vader. He will... take care of you.
Anakin Skywalker: [Through a hologram projector] The Separatists have been taken care of, my master. The Emperor: It is finished then. You have restored peace and justice to the galaxy.
Padmé: What if the democracy we thought we were serving no longer exists, and the Republic has become the very evil we have been fighting to destroy?
The Emperor: [to Darth Vader] Every single Jedi, including your friend Obi-Wan, is now an enemy of the Republic. Do what must be done. Do not hesitate. Show no mercy.
C-3PO: My lady, is there anything I might do? Padmé: No, thank you, 3P0. C-3PO: [walking away] I feel so helpless.
Jedi Youngling: [a group of younglings are discovered by Anakin] Master Skywalker. There are too many of them. What are we going to do? [with a cold, emotionless face, Anakin draws his lightsaber]
Padmé: Hold me, like you did by the lake on Naboo; so long ago when there was nothing but our love. No politics, no plotting, no war.
Padmé: Obi-Wan? Is Anakin all right? [Obi-Wan looks at her sadly and does not answer. He brushes her hair back. Padme drops back into unconsciousness]
Nute Gunray: [Anakin walks up to him] The war is over. Lord Sidious promised us peace. We only want... [Anakin strikes him down with his lightsabre]
Anakin Skywalker: You're going to need me on this one, Master. Obi-Wan Kenobi: Oh, I agree. Though it could turn out to just be a wild bantha chase.
The body moves through space every day, and in architecture in cities that can be orchestrated. Not in a dictatorial fashion, but in a way of creating options, open-ended sort of personal itineraries within a building. And I see that as akin to cinem...
Legend has it that while drinking wine in a boat on the river, [8th century Chinese poet Li Po] tried to grab the moon's reflection on the surface and tumbled in, which is probably the poet's equivalent of dying bravely in battle.
I've got everything I need right here." That sentimental thought met a room full of cheesy and sarcastic "aw's" and an empty water bottle thrown at my head. No, stop guys, really. You're embarrassing me.
