Star Wars, 12/30

“I want a tractor beam now so I can have telekinesis too.”

“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know.”
“That’s why you’re the first mate and not the captain.”
“Not get arrested.”
“That’s why you’re my first mate…”

“There’s something in this plan for everyone to hate!”

“Why are we licking the bacta?”

“Nothing protects your friends like being able to drop and give me 20!”

“The more you know, the less likely you are to rearrange their organs inappropriately.”
“Uh, I’m against that…”
“I don’t want my organs rerranged at all…”

“I feel like my pancreas is in the wrong spot.”
“That’s because your liver has grown and pushed it out of its spot.”

“‘I want you to get back up and on the battlefield!’ ‘I don’t have any legs!’ ‘I don’t care!'”

“And that’s why you put all the dice with the 6 up.”

“So you’re lying to them.”
“No.”
“You’re saying what you think they want to hear.”
“Yep. Totally not lying at all.”

“I have a theory.”
“Theorize while we drive.”