(C-3PO is translating what Jabba says...)
C-3PO: Oh, dear. His High Exaltedness, the great Jabba the Hutt, has decreed that you are to be terminated immediately.
Han Solo: Good. I hate long waits.
C-3PO: You will therefore be taken to the Dune Sea and cast into the Pit of Carkoon, the nesting place of the all-powerful Sarlacc.
Han Solo: Doesn't sound so bad.
C-3PO: In his belly, you will find a new definition of pain and suffering, as you are slowly digested over 1,000 years.
Han Solo: On second thought, let's pass on that, huh?
Enfys Nest: Do you know what that really is?
Han Solo: Yeah. About 60 million credits worth of refined coaxium.
Enfys Nest: No. It's the blood that brings life to something new.
Han Solo: Yeah, what?
Enfys Nest: A rebellion. You could come with us, you know. We need warriors and leaders like you. Maybe someday you'll feel different.
Han Solo: Don't hold your breath, kid.
Han Solo: Beckett, you see them? They still on us? Beckett, did you hear me? Are they on us?
Tobias Beckett: Like rashnold on a kalak.
Han Solo: I don't know what that means.
Tobias Beckett: Like a gingleson's pelt.
Han Solo: What!? Are they or aren't they!?
Tobias Beckett: Yes, they're still on us!