Great stuff, CO and Gaffer Tape. Keep 'em coming, everyone!
C3PO: Thank the Maker - this oil bath is going to feel soooooo good. Once it is complete, my sense of satisfaction will be great. Indeed, I will be much relieved whenever this bath is over. I've got such a bad case of dust contamination I can barely move. The sand on this planet is infiltrating every single one of my joints, thus inhibiting my movements. I don't like sand. It's rough, it's coarse, it's irritating - and it gets everywhere.
LUKE: It just isn't fair - in fact, it's unjust! Wrong, even! Gosh, not even playing with this model of an Incom T-65 Skyhopper is negating my restlessness and ennui! Aw, my old buddy Biggs, my good friend from way back who I'm sure I'll never see again, is right - 100% correct, not wrong in the least; I'm never going to get out of here - that is to say, leave Tattooine!
C3PO: Pardon my asking, do forgive my impertinence, please permit me this intrusion, but is there anything I might do to help? Bear in mind that I am only a protocol droid with a limited function set, but perhaps your needs may be met by one of my primary functions?
LUKE: Well, not unless you alter time, speed up the harvest, teleport me off this rock, send me into the past, accelerate the vaporation process, break down my molecular structure into a transmittable beam of energy and directing it to Coruscant, distort the fabric of space thus allowing me free travel through history, transport me-
C3PO: I don't think so, sir. I apologize, for I can perform none of those tasks you mentioned. I am merely a protocol droid. I'm afraid I cannot do that. Not possible, unfortunately. No.