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I want to come with you to Alderaan.
Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid.
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What?!
How am I supposed to fight?
The nose?
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.
Don’t act so surprised, Your Highness.
All I want is to be a monkey of moderate intelligence who wears a suit … that’s why I’m transferring to business school!
