Yoda: Mmph! Hruf! Ooh!
Luke: Would you put that down?
Yoda: Mine! Or I will help you not!
Luke: I don't want your help. I want my lamp back. I'm gonna need it to get out of this slimy mudhole.
Yoda: Mudhole? Slimy? My home this is! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! (etc.)
Luke: R2, let him have it. Listen, Little Fellow, could you move along? We've got a lot of work to do.
Yoda: No! No! Stay and help you, I will. Find your friend!
Luke: I'm not looking for a friend. I'm looking for a Jedi Master!
Yoda: Ohhh! Jedi Master! Yoda! You seek Yoda!