“Captain Solo, I must insist you come back inside. The odds of surviving in this storm are 725-1!”
“Never tell me the odds! Luke is my friend, and I’m going to look for him!”
“Good luck, sir! I’ll be sure to tell the princess…”
“I’ll be sure to tell the princess… tomorrow. Today, you can go get stuffed! The nerve putting your hand over my mouth… Next human who does that, the odds of me kicking their fleshy hind pot are 2-1!”