Obi-Wan Kenobi: Excuse me. Are we here to negotiate?
Tak Rydel: See that?
Tak Rydel: Repairs. Fuel. Crew members who need to eat. I need those things and you’re going to provide them for me. That is, if you have anything of worth. Though I doubt it, seeing as how you dress like you’re poor.
Tak Rydel: So what’ll it be? I know a pirate who could use such a robe.
Obi-Wan Kenobi: If I can give you what you want, is there any guarantee that I and my fellow traveler will be allowed to leave?
Tak Rydel: Don’t trust my word as a pirate?
Obi-Wan Kenobi: Your profession does leave much to be desired.