Obi-Wan Kenobi: You're a Jedi, Luke!
Luke: I'm a what?

Princess Leia: Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed - or worse, expelled.
Han Solo: She needs to sort out her priorities!

Obi-Wan Kenobi: You all right there, Luke? You seem very quiet.
Luke: He killed my parents, didn't he?
[puts a hand to his scar]
Luke: The one who gave me this?
[Obi-Wan Kenobi is silent]
Luke: You know, Obi-Wan. I know you do.
[Obi-Wan Kenobi sighs and pushes his bowl aside]
Obi-Wan Kenobi: First - and understand this, Luke, 'cause it's very important - not all Jedis are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago there was one Jedi that went as bad as you can go, and his name was V- [sighs]
Obi-Wan Kenobi: his name was V...
Luke: Maybe if you wrote it down...
Obi-Wan Kenobi: Nah, I can't spell it. Alright
Obi-Wan Kenobi: [whispers] 'Vader'
Luke: [loudly] Vader?
Obi-Wan Kenobi: Shhh! It was dark times, Luke, dark times. Vader started to gather some followers, brought 'em over to the dark side. Anyone who stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill them. Nobody... not one... 'cept you.