*Luke pilots his X-Wing down the Death Star trench. Suddenly, he decides to turn off his computer*
WEDGE:Luke,is something wrong? You've disabled your targeting computer
LUKE:Wedge, I've realized blowing up the Death Star won't convince the people of the Galaxy the Empire is bad!

WEDGE: Luke, we're not here to convince anyone who isn't convinced yet. The Death Star is about to fire at that base, and kill a lot of good people
LUKE: they could get killed anyway if I miss, which I probably will
LUKE: or if the Empire builds another Death Star

WEDGE: Luke, fire your fcking torpedo at the exhaust port! A lot of people already died to give you this shot!
LUKE: but if the Death Star is destroyed, people will think the Rebellion has done enough, and will stop supporting us
WEDGE: I really don't think that's true

LUKE: look, I'm gonna let the Empire win here. I know a lot of people will die, but some of them were collaborators anyway
WEDGE: I remember when you wanted to join the Imperial Academy
LUKE: I will pointedly ignore that

LUKE, watching as Yavin IV is destroyed by the Death Star: what we really need is for things to get so bad that people organize some kind of... resistance, against the Empire. Some kind of alliance, to restore the Republic
WEDGE: Luke, can you please look at your uniform

LUKE: I mean, was life perfect for you before there was a Death Star? I mean, my parents are DEAD! That happened before the Death Star. Are you telling me it's okay my parents are dead so long as I take care of YOUR comfortable, privileged desire to not have a Death Star?