Greetings, Exalted One. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight and friend to Captain Solo.
I know that you are powerful, mighty Jabba, and that your anger with Solo must be equally powerful. I seek an audience with Your Greatness to bargain for Solo’s life.
With your wisdom, I’m sure that we can work out an arrangement which will be mutually beneficial and enable us to avoid any unpleasant confrontation.
As a token of my goodwill, I present to you a gift: these two droids. Both are hardworking and will serve you well.
I need Han to accidentally be force strong, mostly because HE WOULD HATE THAT SO MUCH
“Wow so you’re basically a self-taught Jedi”
“WHAT–ARE YOU–I’M THE BEST PILOT IN–”
“That’s force shit”
“I’M AN EXCELLENT SHOT”
“Yeah, because of the force”
“I’M INCREDIBLY PERSUASIVE”
“That’s the force making people believe your terrible lies against all reason ”
“I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL”
#I am never. never ever. over how open and soft han solo’s face gets when leia shows him even the slightest bit of honest affection #it flips this switch inside him it unstoppers this font of—something #something young and unguarded and wondering #and she’s not even flirting but she’s looking at him all open and affectionate and for all his pushing and cajoling #han solo has no idea what to do with that except return it #a hundredfold #(i love these assholes so fuckin much I’m sorrY) (via notbecauseofvictories)