I am a Jedi. Like my father before me.
Indeed you are powerful as the Emperor has foreseen.
Wonderful. We are now a part of the tribe.
Welcome, young Skywalker. I have been expecting you.
It's against my programming to impersonate a deity.
I'm looking forward to completing your training. In time you will call me master.
Your overconfidence is your weakness.
I'll take good care of her. She won't get a scratch.
I don't know. Fly casual.
It is pointless to resist, my son.
Everything that has transpired has done so according to my design.
Your hate has made you powerful.
Your feeble skills are no match for the power of the dark side.
Now, young Skywalker, you will die.
Come on, Han, old buddy, don't let me down.
Use your aggressive feelings, boy. Let the hate flow through you.
May the Force be with us.
Exciting is hardly the word I would choose.
At last, Master Luke's come to rescue me!
He's using an old Jedi mind trick.
You will bring captain Solo and the wookiee to me.
Your mind powers will not work on me, boy.
It's too late for that, Solo. You may have been a good smuggler, but now you're Bantha fodder.
This bounty hunter is my kind of scum, fearless and inventive.
The Emperor does not share your optimistic appraisal of the situation.
If I told you half the things I've heard about this Jabba the Hutt, you'd probably short circuit.
At last we have the mighty Chewbacca.
Nevertheless, I'm taking Captain Solo and his friends. You can either profit by this or be destroyed. It's your choice, but I warn you not to underestimate my power.
His high exaltedness, the Great Jabba the Hutt, has decreed that you are to be terminated immediately.
He's more machine now than man; twisted and evil.
Remember, a Jedi's strength flows from the Force. But beware. Anger, fear, aggression. The dark side are they. Once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny.
I can't kill my own father.
The Emperor's made a critical error, and the time for our attack has come.
Many Bothans died to bring us this information.
Unexpected this is. And unfortunate.
Twilight is upon me, and soon, night must fall. That is the way of things. The way of the Force.
Soon you will learn to appreciate me.
I wish I had your confidence.
Everything is proceeding as I have foreseen.
When nine hundred years old you reach, look as good you will not, hmm?