Tatooine, Mos Eisley Cantina....
Greedo:
Oota-goota, Solo? (Going somewhere, Solo?)
Han Solo: Yes, Greedo. As a matter of fact, I was just going to see your boss. Tell Jabba that I've got his money.
Greedo:
Soampeeta-lay. Eemal-aitrantee-tachk-ma gee-ghkeet'na. (It's too late. You should have paid him when you had the chance.)
Greedo: Jabbawa-neen-chichko-ka soanoo-eeshah-neetrai-tran-a-ee wan-warooska. (Jabba's put a price on your head so large every bounty hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. Heh heh heh...)
Greedo: Chaskinyawich-yootzoo. (I'm lucky I found you first.)
Han: Yeah, but this time I got the money.
Greedo: Elchai-yachkoolkain-tai cool-a-coo-soo-a. (If you give it to me, I might forget I found you.)
Han: I don't have it with me. Tell Jabba...
Greedo:
Tsee-na hai chee-kee! (Jabba's through with you!)
Greedo: So chkool ROOL ya pool ya-ya ool-ra si pachki chka coo-shoo-koo poo-yoo-wa twee-pee. (He has no use for smugglers who drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser.)
Han: Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?
Greedo:
KTRA! Jabba POO pacoom-PAKni ACHKat AN-pa! (You can tell that to Jabba; he may only take your ship!)
Han: Over my dead body.
Greedo: Oochlayyoo-ma... (That's the idea...)
Greedo: Chess bookoo-tootachkeest-CHKREN-ko, ya ol-chka. (I've been looking forward to this for a long time.)
Han: Yes, I'll bet you have.
Han's Blaster: BLAM!
Han: Sorry about the mess...
P.S. I love my macro lens very very much... o_O
