“Listen, needle-nose,” Han snaps, “if I want to waste my money on Ord Mantell, that’s my business. It doesn’t entitle you to a solitary credit, understand? Get off my ship!”
“Are you accusing me of asking for a bribe?”
“No,” Han responds, walking toward the cockpit, “I’m reporting you. And these armored goons are witnesses.”
“Have you completed your inspection, sergeant?” The officer addresses a spacetrooper.
“Yes.”
“Very well,” the officer says to Han. “You may go.”
The Imperials return to the shuttle and close the airlock. A few minutes later, Han flies beneath the Executor’s massive belly and enters the Black Widow Nebula.