Leia: There's no way to shake this pursuit.
Poe: Split up. They're only tracking us from one ship.
Leia: No way at all.
Engineer: Maybe we should make the next Death Star without a weak point that makes it all blow up.
Snoke: *throws him out a window*
[victory fireworks]
Mon Mothma: The Empire is defeated. Rebuild the Republic.
Accountant: We can't. We blew our whole budget on fireworks.
There's nothing harder than burying a beloved pet.
Except maybe fitting a dead rancor in a shoe box.
C-3PO: I know six million forms of communication. You just beep at people.
R2: Beep boop beep.
C-3PO: Yet somehow you're the social one...
Obi-wan: I'm a ghost now. I'm more powerful than ever.
Luke: What can you do?
Obi-wan: Give occasional advice. Maybe stand around a fire.
Yoda: Tempted by the Dark Side, are you?
Luke: That depends. Do Sith apprentices have to give piggyback rides?
Vader: I'm altering the deal. Pray I don't alter it any further.
Lando: *prays*
Vader: I'm not altering it any further.
Obi-wan: You've joined the Dark Side!
Anakin: That's offensive! We prefer to call ourselves the light-impaired.
Emperor: Did Luke join us?
Vader: No
Emporer: What did you say to him?
Vader: Not much. Just cut off his hand
Emperor: I see the problem
[escaping the Death Star trash compactor]
Luke: I think we learned something today.
Han: Yeah. Recycle.
Yoda: You can't beat Vader alone
Luke: Then come with me
Yoda: 2-on-1 isn't fair
Luke: Fight him by yourself
Yoda: Sorry. All booked up.
Luke: What have you been doing in this swamp for all these years?
Yoda: Meditating.
Luke:
Yoda: Netflix.
Vader: Join me as my apprentice!
Luke: But then it would be my job to kill you and take your place.
Vader: I didn't think this through.
