Darth Vader: Before you die Mister Skywalker I have something to tell you.
Luke: Really, what can that be.
Darth Vader: Mr. Skywalker, I am your father.
Luke: You are what?
Darth Vader: Your father.
Luke: So, where have you been in the last 18 years?
Darth Vader: I have been busy.
Luke: Busy? What are you? Some deadbeat dad?
Death Vader: No, no, not at all.
Luke: If you are expecting a hug, you a severely mistaken.
Darth Vader: No, I do not expect a hug.
Luke: Good because you aren't getting one. After abandoning me for 18 years, trying to kill my friends, and now just chopping off my hand, you expect me just to accept you as dear old dad.
Darth Vader: I am just doing my job.
Luke: Oh bloody hell! (Jumps off the railing)
Darth Vader: Damn, I knew I should have adopted.
*Okay I have no idea why I typed this or if this has anything to do with anything. Oh, well.