I need your help, Luke.
It is a silly place.
I want to know what happened to the plans they sent you.
Besides, attacking that battle station ain’t my idea of courage.
Let’s blow this thing and go home!
Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid.
But with the blast shield down, I can’t even see!
The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
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