(Chewie picks out a copy of Neil Young's After the Gold Rush, and flips it over)
Chewie: RRRRR
Han: That's right...production so warm you could survive a night on Hoth.
Chewie: RRRRR
Han: Well now you're just being ridiculous. Tauntauns are nowhere near as cozy as Neil strumming his acoustic guitar.
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