The Alliance will die, as will your friends. Good. I can feel your anger. I am defenceless. Take your weapon. Strike me down with all of your hatred and your journey towards the dark side will be complete.
Short help’s better than no help at all.
Everything is proceeding as I have foreseen.
You’re wrong, Leia. You have that power too. In time, you’ll learn to use it as I have. The Force is strong in my family. My father has it. I have it. And… my sister has it.
You want this, don’t you? The hate is swelling in you now. Take your Jedi weapon. Use it. I am unarmed. Strike me down with it. Give in to your anger. With each passing moment you make yourself more my servant.
You cannot escape your destiny. You must face Darth Vader again.
Never. I’ll never turn to the dark side. You’ve failed, Your Highness. I am a Jedi, like my father before me.
Many of the truths we cling to, depend greatly on our own point of view.
Watch now on:
If you will not be turned, you will be destroyed.
If I told you half the things I’ve heard about this Jabba the Hutt, you’d probably short circuit.
I’m rather embarrassed, General Solo, but it appears you are to be the main course at a banquet in my honor.
I think my eyes are getting better. Instead of a big dark blur, I see a big light blur.
