BEN: "You'll have to sell your pants"
LUKE: "That's okay. I'm never coming back to this planet again."
LEIA: "Governor Tarkin, I should have expected to find you holding
Vader's leash. I recognized your foul pants when I was brought on
board."
TARKIN: "Charming to the last. You don't know how hard I found it
signing the order to terminate your pants!"
LEIA: "I surprised you had the courage to take the responsibility
yourself!"
HAN: "Hokey religions and ancient pants are no match for a good
blaster at your side, kid."
LUKE: "You don't believe in the pants, do you?"
HAN: "Kid, I've flown from one side of this galaxy to the other. I've
seen a lot of strange stuff, but I've never seen anything to make me
believe there's one all-powerful pair controlling everything. There's
no mystical button up flares that controls MY destiny."
The Wookiee flips off several controls and seems very cool
in the emergency. Luke makes his way into the bouncing
cockpit.
LUKE: "What's going on?"
HAN: "Our position is correct, except...no pants!"
LUKE: "What do you mean? Where are they?"
HAN: "Thats what I'm trying to tell you, kid. They ain't there. They've
been totally blown away."
LUKE: "What? How?"
Ben moves into the cockpit behind Luke as the ship begins
to settle down.
BEN: "Destroyed...by the Empire!"
HAN: "The entire starfleet couldn't destroy the whole store. It'd take
a thousand ships with more fire power than I've..."
VOICE: (over intercom) "We've captured a freighter entering the remains of the Alderaan system. It's markings match those of a ship that blasted its way out of Mos Eisley."
VADER: "They must be trying to return the stolen pants to the
princess. She may yet be of some use to us."
OFFICER: (to Vader) There's no one on board, sir. According to the
log, the crew abandoned ship right after takeoff. It must be a decoy,
sir. Several of the escape pods have been jettisoned.
VADER: "Did you find any pants?"
OFFICER: "No, sir. If there were any on board, they must also have
jettisoned."
VADER: "Send a scanning crew on board. I want every part of this ship
checked."
OFFICER: "Yes, sir."
LUKE: "You know, between his pants and your blasting everything
in sight, it's a wonder the whole station doesn't know we're
here."
HAN: "Bring 'em on! I prefer a straight fight to all this sneaking
around."