Luke: You know, I think that R2 unit we
bought might have been stolen. He says he belongs to someone called Obi-Wan Kenobi.
I wonder if he might have meant old Ben? Uncle Owen: That man’s just a crazy old wizard. Now forget about it! Gandalf: Did somebody say…. wizard? Uncle Owen: Oh, brother. Gandalf: Come on now, Luke! Gandalf: Your father’s
lightsaber. The blade glows blue when orcs are near. Gasp!! Gandalf: Who did you tell about your
quest?! Luke: No one! Gandalf: Then you are being hunted by… by…… Hmmm. Gandalf: You know, maybe it always glows blue. Sandtrooper: How long have you had these droids? Luke: Oh, about three or four seasons. Sandtrooper: Let me see your identification. Gandalf: Oh, you don’t need to see his identification. Sandtrooper: Hey!! Don’t tell me how to do my job. Sandtrooper: Now let me see your identification. Luke: Gandalf, what are we gonna do? Gandalf: *grunt* Gandalf: *whisper whisper whisper* Gandalf: *hyyah!* Gandalf: And now we wait. Luke: Wait for what? *eagle screech* *ewok party noises* Chewbacca: *grrrreaaah!!!* Han Solo: Gasp!!!! *blows at torch* Gandalf: The dawn will take you all! *hits rock* *ewok screech* Gandalf: Ummm… sorry Luke! Gandalf: You’re on your own. Darth Vader: I’ve been waiting for you, old grey-beard. Darth Vader: When I left you, I was but a learner. Now I am the master. Gandalf: Only a master of evil, Darth. *hyyah!* Gandalf: Oh, dear. How about we call it a draw? Darth Vader: Ha! Darth Vader: Hmm? Gandalf the White: Hyyaah! Fool of a Skywalker.