[Han Solo is preparing to leave the Rebel base on Hoth.]

Han!

Yes, Your Highnessness?

I thought you had decided to stay.

Well the bounty hunter we ran into in Ord Mantell changed my mind.

Han, we need you!

We need?

Yes.

Well, what about you need?

I need? I don't know what you're talking about.

You probably don't.

And what precisely am I supposed to know?

Come on! You want me to stay because of the way you feel about me.

Yes! You're a great help to us, you're a natural leader.

No! That's not it. Come on... [Points at himself] A-ha! Come on!

You're imagining things.

Am I? Then why are you following me? Afraid I was gonna leave without giving you a goodbye kiss?

I'd just as soon kiss a Wookiee!

I can arrange that. [Angrily storms down the hallway] You could use a good kiss!