A: I don't think that steamed rancor toe jam is agreeing with our bounty hunter friend. I told you there'd be trouble with that dish.
V: But it's a delicacy! Somewhere.
(Fett groans again then dashes from the room; moments later, they can hear retching sounds out in the hall.)
A: Another satisfied customer...
V: Shut up.
(Leia sets her spoon down.)
LEIA: (to Vader) This dianoga delight isn't bad, but...do you have any ketchup to go with it?
(Vader stares at her.)
A: Uh-oh.
V: Ketchup? She asks for ketchup?
(Vader crushes a goblet in his fist.)
A: Now, just calm d-
V: KETCHUP?!
(The window in the room suddenly shatters.)
V: (to Leia) You know, I thought we were just going to share a lovely meal and then go our separate ways. But you want ketchup? You can have all the ketchup you want...in the brig! GUARDS!!!
(Stormtroopers hurry in and drag the prisoners out of the room.)
A: Man, you really don't take constructive criticism well, do you...?
V: Don't bother me now. I have to find a doggie bag...
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(In the carbon-freeze chamber, Han, Leia, and Chewie are led in by stormtroopers. Vader watches them with Boba Fett at his side.)
VADER: So it appears...
A: Wizard! Maybe when we're done, we can get together and reminisce about the good old days.
V: The good old days?
A: Yeah. It seems like just yesterday that he was activated, doesn't it? *sniffs* He's grown so much! *sniffs* *sobs*
V: Will you stop? He's a droid. He doesn't grow at all.
A: How can you say that about your first child?
V: Oh, please!
A: Yeah, alright, I'm just messing with you. But he looks good, doesn't he? Except for the part about being in a million pieces. But he still works!
V: Hey, when I build 'em, I build 'em to last.
(Vader gives the order to put Han in, and stormtroopers begin to pull the smuggler away from his friends. Chewie goes ballistic, Threepio begins yammering away, and Fett raises his gun toward the Wookiee.)
A: He's gonna shoot Threepio!
(Vader slaps Fett's gun down.)
A: Yeah! Yeah! You show that cloned mutha that he can't mess with our droid!
LEIA: I love you.
HAN: I know.
(Slowly, he is lowered into the floor.)
V: No kidding. I guess the overly-dramatic courtship is a lost art...
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