Emperor: Ah, yes. A Jedi's weapon. Much like your father's.
Luke: If you were to rescue her, the reward would be...
Han: How much?
Luke: Well more pants than you can imagine
Han: I don't know, I can imagine quite a bit.
Leia: But these are my pants. Threepio, tell them they must be set free.
Luke (to Leia on Endor): I've felt his pants.
Yoda: Aw, cannot get your pants out!