That's impossible. How will the Emperor maintain control without the bureaucracy?
The regional governors now have direct control over their territories. Fear will keep the local systems in line. Fear of this battle station.
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.
The plans you refer to will soon be back in our hands.
Any attack made by the rebels against this station would be a useless gesture, no matter what technical data they've obtained. This station is now the ultimate power in the universe. I suggest we use it.
Don't be too proud of this technological terror you've constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the power of the Force.
Don't try to frighten us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader. Your sad devotion to that ancient religion has not helped you conjure up those stolen data tapes. Or given you clairvoyance enough to find the rebels' hidden fortress--
I find your lack of faith disturbing.
Enough of this. Vader, release him.
As you wish.
This bickering is pointless. Now, Lord Vader will find the location of the rebel fortress by the time this station is operational. We will then crush the rebellion with one swift stroke.
It looks like the sandpeople did this all right. Look, there's gaffi sticks, Bantha tracks...it's just, I haven't heard of them hitting anything this big before.
They didn't, but we are meant to think they did. These tracks are side-by-side. Sandpeople always ride single-file to hide their numbers.
These are the same jawas that sold us Artoo and Threepio.
And these blast points: too accurate for sandpeople. Only Imperial stormtroopers are so precise.
Why would Imperial troops want to slaughter jawas? If they traced the robots here they may have learned who they sold them to and that would lead them back--home.
No, wait, Luke! It's too dangerous.
Uncle Owen! Aunt Beru! Uncle Owen!
And now, your highness, we will discuss the location of your hidden rebel base.
There's nothing you could've done, had you been there. You'd have been killed, too, and the droids would now be in the hands of the Empire.
I want to come with you to Alderaan. There's nothing for me here now. I want to learn the ways of the Force and become a Jedi like my father.
Mos Eisley Spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.
How long have you had these droids?
About three or four seasons.
They're up for sale if you want them.
Let me see your identification.
You don't need to see his identification.
These aren't the droids you're looking for.
These aren't the droids we're looking for.
He can go about his business.
You can go about your business.
Move along.
Move along. Move along.
Go on, go on.
I can't abide those jawas. Disgusting creatures.
I can't understand how we got by those troops. I thought we were dead.
The Force can have a strong influence on the weak minded.
Do you really think we can find a pilot here that will take us to Alderaan?
Most of the best freighter pilots are to be found here. Only watch your step. This place can be a little rough.
I'm ready for anything.
Come along, Artoo.
[full disclosure: I glanced to see where we were, typed this out, then read the other entries and found a couple of my own errors in the process, then corrected them.]