Caleb: I'm telling ya. Took the fuckin car and everything.Han: He wouldn't have lasted the day where I grew up.Caleb: I grew up where you grew up.Han: Not in my time. Would have strung him up and gutted him for that. Murder, theft, vandalism... Unacceptable. Punishable by death.Caleb: Have to be that gruesome though?Han: Maybe not. Depended on who caught them, really.

Han: I thought you'd show more anger, considering they shot you.

Rick: We only shot each other because you opened fire. They were giving us option.

Han: And what were these options? Leave or die? They don't seem like good options. And we've not the time for anything else.

Rick: I thought we were negotiating!

Han: Couldn't take the risk. Whoever those people were, these Jackals thought you were the culprits and they... Attacked. We never did most of the damage.

*Talking about the Jackals*Han: I'm an ambassador. It's my job to find another way. Believe it or not, the Jackals have families too. Sure. we could just attack them but should any escape? If they found out I slaughtered mothers and fathers chasing supplies... Everything your Alliance and my people have achieved? It will mean nothing. And they'll have my head.Kish: That's not our problem-Han: They'll have yours too. Believe it or not, this place has does have rules. We're on their territory. So was the cargo. They had the right. I don't like it, but that's the truth. And that's why we negotiate. That's why we don't just burn their canyon to ash.