The bounty hunter we ran into on Ord Mantell changed my mind. Han, we need you! We? Yes. Oh, what about you need? I need? I don’t know what you’re talking about. You probably don’t. And what precisely am I supposed to know?
Escape is not his plan. I must face him, alone. She must have hidden the plans in the escape pod. Send a detachment down to retrieve them, and see to it personally, Commander. There’ll be no one to stop us this time! What!? Alderaan? I’m not going to Alderaan. I’ve got to go home. It’s late, I’m in for it as it is. In my experience, there is no such thing as luck.
And what of the Rebellion? If the Rebels have obtained a complete technical readout of this station, it is possible, however unlikely, that they might find a weakness and exploit it.
I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link to finding their secret base. You’re all clear, kid. Let’s blow this thing and go home! Dantooine. They’re on Dantooine.