Judge me by my size, do you? Hm?
Die Wanna Wanga! Oh, my! Die Wanna Wauaga. We – we bring a message to your master, Jabba the Hutt…and a gift. Gift, what gift? Nee Jabba no badda. Me chaade su goodie. He says that our instructions are to give it only to Jabba himself. I’m terribly sorry. I’m afraid he’s ever so stubborn about these sort of things. Nudd Chaa. Artoo, I have a bad feeling about this. Good morning. Bo Shuda! The message, Artoo, the message.