(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?
Luke Skywalker: You will bring Captain Solo and the Wookiee to me.
Jabba the Hutt: Your mind powers will not work on me, boy.
Luke Skywalker: Nevertheless, I'm taking Captain Solo and his friends. You can either profit by this or be destroyed. It's your choice, but I warn you not to underestimate my powers.
Luke Skywalker: I seek an audience with Your Greatness to bargain for Solo's life. (Jabba laughs) 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. (gestures at C3-PO and R2-D2)
C-3PO (to R2): What did he say?
Luke Skywalker: Both are hard-working and will serve you well.
C-3PO: This can't be! R2, you're playing the wrong message.
Commander: I tell you this station will be operational, as planned.
Darth Vader: The Emperor does not share your optimistic appraisal of the situation.
Commander: But he asks the impossible. I need more men.
Darth Vader: Then perhaps you can tell him when he arrives.
Commander: The Emperor's coming here?
Darth Vader: That is correct, Commander, and he is most displeased with your apparent lack of progress.
Commander: We shall double our efforts.
Darth Vader: I hope so, Commander, for your sake. The Emperor is not as forgiving as I am.