Цитаты из книги Star Wars: Honor Among Thieves

“I’m so sorry, honey, I know this has been rough on you,” Han said. “I’ve had worse,” Scarlet said, frowning at him. “And don’t call me ‘honey.’” “The ship. I was talking to my ship,” Han said as he ran, limping, down the corridor to the cockpit. “This beating she’s taking? It’s because of you. Be nice to her.”

- Мне не нравится быть в опасности, - поправил ее Хан. - Мне нравится быть немного умнее остальных. - И только? - И только. А еще я ненавижу платить налоги.

Стоит только сказать "никаких проблем", как все тут же идет наперекосяк. Верная примета.

Han pulled out his comlink. “Chewie, buddy, you there?” The only answer was static. “Chewie, I hope you’re not sleeping, because we’re all going to die.”

Han stood and fired a few shots back at the stormtroopers, but at that range, any hits on either side would be completely up to luck. One of the remaining troopers wasn’t firing, just looking across the gap at them, head cocked to the side in an obvious you’ve-got-to-be-kidding-me pose.

“Complicated.” “The universe is a complicated place,” Han said. “Unless you’re Luke.”

“I was afraid you were in trouble for a second, Your Highnessness,” Han said, but the barb sounded hollow and unconvincing. Leia looked up at him, and the softness in her face told him that she’d heard the relief in his voice. He might just as well have said I thought I’d lost you.

“We’ll need a plan to get past those guards.” “What’ve you got in mind?” Han asked. “My first thought was to send you and Baasen into the room, guns blazing, and then have Leia and me sneak past while the troopers loot your corpses.” “You see?” Han said. “That’s a terrible plan. This is why we don’t use plans. We’re really bad at them.”

“What about you?” Scarlet asked. “You have to enjoy the fear, too. Just a little?” “Not the fear,” Han said. “I just like being a little smarter than the next guy.” “That’s all it is?” “That, and I really hate paying taxes.”

“You can try Chewie,” Han said, taking the Bothan’s place at the table. “He’s not bad.” Scarlet laughed and turned off the board. “I like both my arms right where they are, thanks.” Chewbacca cocked his head to one side and whimpered at her. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me, sweetie,” she replied, patting the Wookiee’s huge arm. “Han and I are bantering. It’s what you do when you can’t have a grown-up conversation.”

Han pulled off the shirt, then the boots, then the pants. He handed them to the droid. “I’m not looking,” Scarlet said in a teasing singsong. “I’m not embarrassed,” Han said to the back of her head. “I am a very good-looking man.” “Indeed you are, sir,” the droid replied.

“Aren’t you a little old for a delivery boy?”

Chewbacca bayed his disbelief. “Yeah, I know. Star Destroyers directing traffic,” Han replied, bringing up the drive. “Welcome to the Empire.”

- Тогда зачем ты нам помогаешь? - Честно? До сих пор силюсь это выяснить.

“Of course we didn’t die,” Han said. “We were safe the whole time.” Chewbacca let out a chuffing whine. “Because I was there,” Han said. “That’s why.”

“Bad news is it’s going to be a little walk,” Han said. “Good news is no one shot at us on the way down.” “That’s how you fly when you’re not under fire, then?” Baasen said. “It’s harder to see us if we’re under the canopy,” Han replied. “You know that’s where the trees are, though, right?” Leia asked. The Bothan gave a small whimper. “It worked out,” Han said. “A simple thank-you will be fine.”

“You finished with the calculations?” she asked. “Yep, pretty much.” She put a hand on his shoulder, leaning close. “Then punch it, flyboy.”

The indicator on the lift stuttered back to life. The doors slid open. Ten stormtroopers, weapons drawn, looked out at them. For a moment, no one moved. “Ah,” Han said. “Thank goodness we, um, got you guys. Did you know there’s been a security breach?”

Han crossed his arms and shrugged. “You know, I’ve never in my life been bossed around as much as I have since I hooked up with you rebels. It makes me wonder if you guys actually know what that word means.” “What word?” “Rebel.”