It’s a trap!
“Horroway anaway too oo. Toronto bosh, toronto bosh. Taraway ah way taa ooce ta ah hah. Ya tenn ay to yah…Boom!”
How typical.
Meeesah…
Yub Nub!
That’s no moon…
Almost there…
Stay on target.
It’s a trap!
Maybe you’d like it back in your cell, your highness?
Looking for someone? FOUND someone you have!
This R2 unit has a bad motivator! Look!
“I recognized your foul stench the moment I was brought on board!”
It made the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs
I detected your putrid stench from the other end of this spacecraft.
(Or something to that effect. Leia to the Peter Cushing character.)
ETA: Ninja’d!
Oh, no, he isn’t dead. At least, not yet.
Hey, what are you trying to push on us?
Did you hear that?
I wonder how long we can keep this going?
Your powers are weak, old man.
Just outgassing.
You think you’re some kind of Jedi, waving your hand around like that?