The STAR WARS Saga

". . . No, I don't want that one. You! I supposed your programmed for ettiquete and protocol."

Protocol? Why, it's my primary function sir, I'm well learned in all the costums...

"I have no need for a protocol droid."

Ofcourse you haven't sir! Not in an envirement such as this

"What I really need is a droid that can understand the binary language of moisure vaporators."

Vaporators! Sir, my first job was programming binary load lifters...very similar to your vaporators...

"Do you speak Botchie?"

Of course I can, sir. It's like a second language for me

"Alright, shutup. I'll take this one. Luke! Take these two over to the hanger, I want them cleaned up before dinner."

Shutting up, sir

"But I was going over to Toshie station to pick up some power converters!?

You can waste time with your friends when your chores are done. Now come on, get to it

"Alright, come on. And the red one. . . come on. Well, come on red, let's go! Uncle Owen! This R2 unit has a bad motivator, look!"

Hey! what are you trying to push on us?

"Excuse me, sir. But that R2 unit is in prime condition. . . a real bargon!"

Uncle Owen? what about that one?

"What about that blue one? We'll take that one."

Luke: "Yeah, take this away!"

"You'll be very pleased with this one. He's in very good condition, I've worked with him myself. Here he comes."

"yeah yeah"