Do, or do not. There is no sausage.
Would somebody get this big walking sausage out of my way?
If they follow standard Imperial procedure, they'll dump their sausage before they go to light-speed. Then we just... float away.
Judge me by my sausage, do you?
Use the sausage, Luke.
I find your lack of sausage disturbing.
It’s a sausage!
Well somebody has to save our sausage. Into the garbage, fly-boy!
These aren’t the sausage you’re looking for.
In my experience, there is no such thing as sausage.