Luke: Echo Three to Echo Seven. Han, old buddy, do you read me?
Han: There isn't enough life on this ice cube to fill a space cruiser. The sensors are placed. I'm going back.
Han: All right, don't lose your temper. I'll come right back and give you a hand.
Han: General, I've got to leave. I can't stay anymore.
Rieekan: I'm sorry to hear that.
Han: Well, there's a price on my head. If I don't pay off Jabba the Hut, I'm a dead man.
Rieekan: A death mark's not an easy thing to live with. You're a good fighter, Solo. I hate to lose you.
Han: Thank you, General.
Han: Well, Your Highness, I guess this is it.
Leia: That's right.
Han: Yes, Your Highnessness?
Leia: I'd just as soon kiss a Wookiee.
Han: I can arrange that. You could use a good kiss!
Deck Officer: Your Tauntaun'll freeze before you reach the first marker.
Han: Then I'll see you in hell!
Threepio: Artoo says the chances of survival are seven hundred
twenty-five...to one. (...)Actually, Artoo has been known to make mistakes...from time to time. Oh, dear, oh, dear. Don't worry about Master Luke. I'm sure he'll be all right. He's quite clever, you know...for a human being.
Ben: Luke...Luke.
Luke: Ben?
Ben: You will go to the Dagobah system.
Luke: Dagobah system?
Ben: There you will learn from Yoda, the Jedi Master who instructed me.
Luke: Ben...Ben.
Han: This may smell bad, kid...
Luke: Yoda...
Han: (...) but it will keep you warm...till I get the shelter up. Ooh...I thought they smelled bad, on the outside!
Zev: This is Rouge Two. this is Rouge Two. Captain Solo, so you copy? Commander Skywalker, do you copy? This is Rouge Two.
Han: Good morning. Nice of you guys to drop by.
Zev: Echo Base...this is Rouge Two. I found them. Repeat, I found them.
Han: How are you feeling, kid? You don't look so bad to me. In fact, you look strong enough to pull the ears off a Gundark.
Leia: I don't know where you get you delusions, laser brain.
Han: Laugh it up, fuzz ball. But you didn't see us alone in the south
passage. She expressed her true feelings for me.
Leia: My...! Why, you stuck up,...half-witted,...scruffy-looking... nerf-herder!
Han: Who's scruffy-looking? I must have hit her pretty close to the mark to get her all riled up like that, huh, kid?
Leia: Why, I guess you don't know everything about women yet?
Vader: You found something?
Piett: Yes, my lord.
Vader: That's it. The Rebels are there.
Ozzel: My lord, there are so many uncharted settlements. It could be smugglers, it could be...
Vader: That is the system. And I'm sure Skywalker is with them. Set your course for the Hoth system. General Veers, prepare you men.
Han: Hi, kid. (...) You all right?
Luke: Yeah.
Han: Be careful.
Luke: You, too.
Vader: What is it, General?
Veers: My lord, the fleet has moves out of light-speed. Com-Scan has detected an energy field protecting an area around the sixth planet of the Hoth system. The field is strong enough to deflect any bombardment.
Vader: The Rebels are alerted to our presence. Admiral Ozzel came out of light-speed too close to the system.
Veers: He felt surprise was wiser...
Vader: He's as clumsy as he is stupid. General, prepare your troops for a surface attack.
Veers: Yes, my lord.
Ozzel: Lord Vader, the fleet has moved out of light-speed, and we're preparing to...Aaagh!
Vader: You have failed me for the last time, Admiral. Captain Piett.
Piett: Yes, my lord.
Vader: Make ready to land out troops beyond the energy shield and deploy the fleet so that nothing gets off that system. You are in command now, Admiral Piett.
Piett: Thank you, Lord Vader.
Dack: Feeling all right, sir?
Luke: Just like new, Dack. How about you?
Dack: Right now I feel I could take on the whole Empire myself.
Luke: I know what you mean.
Threepio: Artoo, you take good care of Master Luke now, understand? And...do take care of yourself. Oh, dear, oh, dear.
Leia: You got your clearance to leave.
Han: Don't worry. I'll leave. First I'm going to get you to your ship.
Threepio: Your Highness, we must take this last transport. It's our only hope.
Announcer: Imperial troops have entered the base.
Han: Come on...that's it.
Leia: Give the evacuation code signal. And get to your transports!
Veers: Target. Maximum fire power.
Han: Transport, this is Solo. Better take off. I can't get to you. I'll get the princess out on the Falcon.(..) Come on!
Threepio: Wait! Wait for me! Wait! Stop! (...)How typical.
Han: Come on.
Han: Hurry up, goldenrod, or you're going to be a permanent resident!
Leia: Would it helped if I got out and pushed?
Han: It might.
Leia: The bucket of bolts is never going to get us past that blockade.
Han: This baby's got a few surprises left in her, sweetheart.
Han: Come on! Come on! Switch over. Let's hope we don't have a burnout.(...)See?
Leia: Someday you're going to be wrong, and I hope I'm there to see it.
Han: Punch it!
