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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