I'm not sure this floor is in the tunnel. Oh, hello, I don't believe we have been introduced. I'll do D2, a pleasure to meet you. I am C3PO human cyborg relations. I beg your pardon, but what do you mean? Naked. My parts are showing. My ghost. What? Pull on it! Excuse me, sir, but that auto unit is in prime condition, a real bargain. On the wall, eh? Yeah. What about that one? How did we get into this mess? I really can't handle it. We seem to be made to suffer. It's our lot in life. Where do you think you're going? Well, I'm not going that way. It's much too rocky. This way is much easier. What makes you think there are settlements over there? Don't get technical with me. I've just about had enough of you. Go that way. You'll be malfunctioning within a day you miss out its scrap pile. And don't let me catch you following me begging for help because you're going to get it. That mouth functioning little twerp? This is all his fault. Of course I'm right, and you should be too. Land of Cal-Rezion and Huertu Barker never return from this awful place. Don't please no show. If I told you half of the things I've heard about this chap the hut, you'd probably shot circuit. Arthur, are you sure this is the right place? It better knock out some rooms. That doesn't seem to be anyone there. Let's go back and tell Master Luke. Good discretion, sir. Arthur would be tower. One of the people. Bill, say, three pay a heart. You might be. Toota, I don't miss your Jabba to Hut. What you want? Arthur, wait! No, dear. Arthur, Arthur, I really don't think we should rush into all this. Oh, Arthur! Arthur, wait for me!