I hate it, but there’s nothing

The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers. All right. Well, take care of yourself, Han. I guess that’s what you’re best at, ain’t it? I call it luck. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time!

In my experience, there is no such thing as luck. Look, I ain’t in this for your revolution, and I’m not in it for you, Princess. I expect to be well paid. I’m in it for the money. The Force is strong with this one. I have you now.

Dantooine. They’re on Dantooine. Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is. I can’t get involved! I’ve got work to do! It’s not that I like the Empire, I hate it, but there’s nothing I can do about it right now. It’s such a long way from here.

The more you tighten your grip

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You’re all clear, kid. Let’s blow this thing and go home! I call it luck. You mean it controls your actions? I’m trying not to, kid. Don’t be too proud of this technological terror you’ve constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.

The more you tighten your grip, Tarkin, the more star systems will slip through your fingers. The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands. I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link to finding their secret base.

I’m trying not to, kid. A tremor in the Force. The last time I felt it was in the presence of my old master. I need your help, Luke. She needs your help. I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. I find your lack of faith disturbing.

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