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[edit] Side Trip

Valin: "Getting into the fortress is only the first step, you know. You think you'll be able to simply march up to Thyne, slap the restraints on him in the name of Corellian Security, and march him out?"

Corran: "We do have the legal authority to do that, you know."

Valin: "Which means nothing at all inside his stronghold. You have any idea how many CorSec agents have gone after top Black Sun lieutenants like Thyne and simply vanished?"

— Valin "Hal" Horn and Corran Horn^[src]

"If you think I'm going to abandon Hal, I'm going to have to shuck you out of that armor and beat some sense into you."

―Corran Horn to Mitth'raw'nuruodo masquerading as Jodo Kast^[src]

Corran: "So, is this the end of Black Sun on Corellia?"
Valin: "I doubt it. Two CorSec agents, a handful of smugglers and a bounty hunter who isn't a bounty hunter aren't going to be enough to bring Black Sun down. Even if the Colonel and his people level that place, Prince Xizor still has enough power and the resources to restore it to what it was before, and you have to know there are countless individuals willing to take Thyne's place."
Corran: "Yeah, I'm afraid you're right. How depressing."
Valin: "Depressing? It's not depressing. As long as there are Horns to catch criminals, Prince Xizor is welcome to send all he cares to in our direction."
Corran: "And you don't find that prospect depressing? If it isn't depressing, what is it?"
Valin: "I think it's obvious, son. It's job security. It may not be easy work, and it's dangerous quite a bit of the time, but it's work that holds evil at bay and there's nothing better you can devote your life to doing."
Horn: "And what will we do when the only evil left in the galaxy is the Empire?"
Valin: "That's a good question, Corran, a very good question. It's one that each person must answer for himself. I just hope, when the time comes for me to answer it, I'll have the wisdom to choose the right answer and the strength to act upon it."
Corran: "Me, too."
Valin: "You will, Corran, no doubt about that. When the time comes, you'll see the light and those wallowing in darkness who move to oppose you will regret that decision throughout what little remains of their lives."
—Corran Horn and Valin "Hal" Horn^[src]

[edit] X-wing Rogue Squadron: Family Ties

Horn: "Moving target, at night, middle of a firefight."

Wessiri: "Your point is?"

Horn: "Easier than spotting a Hutt at a Jawa convention."

— Corran Horn and Iella Wessiri^[src]

Horn: "Loor's no friend of mine."

Estillo: "You clearly don't think he's much of an investigator."

Horn: "Loor couldn't find his hands if you started him looking at his wrists."

— Corran Horn and Isplourrdacartha Estillo^[src]

Horn: "Do we trust them?"

Wessiri: "What does your gut say?"

Horn: "In for a micron, in for a meter. No one makes a victim of folks I'm sworn to protect."

— Corran Horn and Iella Wessiri^[src]

Horn: "Are there more like her at home?"

Janson: "A planet full."

Horn: "Keep them there."

— Corran Horn and Wes Janson, discussing Isplourrdacartha Estillo^[src]

Klivian: "He's a hot pilot. We should recruit him."
Janson: "Corran Horn a Rogue?"
Estillo: "He's too straight and narrow. Never happen. Not in my lifetime."
Janson: "Really. Who needs another Corellian in the unit. Two is more than enough."
Klivian: "I don't know. If Fel can be a Rogue, maybe that Horn guy has it in him. Someday, perhaps, we'll see."
—Derek Klivian, Wes Janson, and Isplourrdacartha Estillo^[src]

[edit] Missed Chance

"I've got nothing to do with the New Republic, and just because the Empire hates the both of us doesn't mean we're allies. The Rebels might have killed the Emperor, and they're saying they have the last living Jedi on their side, but they're still a far cry from having the Empire down and out. My priority is to lay low while they attract more attention than I do. The Rebellion, such as it is, has come to Garqi, and that means it's time we're out of here."

―Corran Horn to Whistler^[src]

"I once worked with Kirtan Loor, the Imperial Intelligence agent heading in to Garqi. This beard and dye job wouldn't have fooled him, so I had to move. That's the reason this whole operation got put together and involved you and your friends, Dynba. I would have kept you out of it, but I couldn't."
"You may think that, Corran, and may even want to believe it, but I think you couldn't leave us behind to face Barris' wrath if you weren't around to moderate him."

―Corran Horn and Dynba Tesc^[src]

Dromath: "That fighter just burned down four TIEs?"
Nootka: "He had the kills, Captain Dromath."
Dromath: "They never got through your shields."
Horn: "Recharging shields is easier than finding paint to match."
Dromath: "Look, Horn, I heard you say you don't want anything to do with the Rebellion or New Republic, but we need fighters like you."
Horn: "I'm not a joiner, Captain. All I want is to be left alone. Your fight isn't my fight."
Dromath: "Perhaps not, but you're smart enough to know the Empire won't leave you alone. You will fight them, just as you did in getting these folks out of Garqi. If you have to fight them, doing so with allies is a lot better than doing it alone."
Tesc: "He's right, Corran. The New Republic needs you."
Horn: "I don't know."
Dromath: "Not an easy decision to make, true. Think about this, though—orders came through letting us know Rogue Squadron is being reformed and brought back to active duty. Any pilots who think they're good enough to join are encouraged to apply. From what Nootka said, you're good enough to at least look into it."
Whistler: [Derisive interjection]
Horn: "I'm better than that, and you know it. I could be one of the hottest pilots they've got. Of course, I'd need a new R2 unit. As being left alone isn't an option, I guess I might as well choose the folks with whom I have to co-exist. If I heard you correctly, I think Whistler and I just might have an interest in joining Rogue Squadron."
Dromath: "It won't be easy, Mister Horn."
Horn: "From what I've heard, Captain, it wouldn't be Rogue Squadron if joining was easy. But easy I don't want. Remember, I've just left a backwater world where my droid led a Rebel cell and I helped evacuate enemies of the state, all the while plotting to bring down the military prefect. After that, the only place I'll find enough excitement to suit Whistler here is with the folks who have two Death Star kills to their credit. If I were willing to settle for anything less, I'd be joining the Imperial Navy and thinking it was a good career move."
—Dromath, Lai Nootka, Corran Horn, Dynba Tesc, and Whistler^[src]

[edit] X-wing: Rogue Squadron

"You're good, Corran, but you're no Luke Skywalker."

―Wedge Antilles to Corran Horn^[src]

"Horn is good, very good, and the trio of pilots flying on his side in the exercise are not bad, either. Overall, Horn or Bror Jace, the Thyferran, are the best pilots in the whole group. Jace is arrogant, which gets under Horn's skin and keeps him working hard. Horn, on the other hand, is impatient. That'll get him killed and the only way to make that apparent to him is by having someone shoot him up in exercises. Tycho can do that."

―Wedge Antilles to Ackbar^[src]

"The way you act. You tend to keep to yourself. You're not associating with the rest of us—beyond a narrow circle of pilots you think are as sharp as you are. You're always watching and listening, evaluating and judging. Others have noticed it, too."

―Lujayne Forge to Corran Horn^[src]

Horn: "Whistler has the ability, from time to time, to be a nag. His problem is that in the time since I left CorSec I've been in situations where I've had to be very careful. I moved through a number of identities that didn't allow me to be very open with people. For example, most recently, I spent over a year as the confidential aide to a succession of incompetent Imp officials governing a Rim world. One slip, one crack in my identity, and I'd have been caught. And when you get out of the habit of trusting folks and relaxing around them, well…"

Forge: "I understand."

Horn: "Thanks. On top of that, I'm learning a lot of new things here and I've been trying to concentrate on my flying. That's not easy—there's a whole new set of slang to get used to and people from species I barely knew existed that I now have to work with and even share living quarters with."

— Corran Horn and Lujayne Forge^[src]

"One thing though, I'm not going to have to get along with Bror Jace, am I?"
"Why should you be the first?"

―Corran Horn and Lujayne Forge^[src]

"You need to examine why you're here, Mr. Horn. You're part of a team and have to act like it. If I need you to shoot a trench like that and feed your data back to a Y-wing squadron coming through, I'll have you do it. How good you are means nothing if the rest of the people in the squadron get killed. You might be the best pilot in the squadron, but the squadron is only as good as the worst pilot in it. Today the others learned to use data from a reconnaissance flight to help them through deadly territory. You learned that you're not more important than anyone else in this squadron just because you're a gifted pilot. I'm pleased with those lessons having been learned by my people. If you're not, I'm certain there are other squadrons who would love to have Rogue's washouts."

―Wedge Antilles to Corran Horn^[src]

"You've got the makings of a superior pilot, but you aren't there yet. You have the skills you need, but there is more to being part of this squadron than flying well. The training you get will be a bit different from the others, but your need to learn is just as great."

―Wedge Antilles to Corran Horn^[src]

Celchu: "Still walking and talking?"
Horn: "Sir?"
Celchu: "Either Commander Antilles is losing his touch in dressing down recruits or you're made of sterner stuff than I might have otherwise imagined."
Horn: "I don't think the Commander cut me any slack, sir."
Celchu: "Forgive me, Mr. Horn, that did not come out the way I wanted. From your CorSec record and the way you tend to excel in scenarios where you act alone, you have struck me as a loner. Loners don't tend to like it when they're made to be a team player."
Horn: "I can work with others, but I know I can only rely on myself when things fall apart. I can't help that attitude because it kept me alive in tough times."
Celchu: "The problem with that attitude, Corran, is that it keeps others away. It makes it more difficult for them to help you when you need it. It keeps them uncertain that you will help them when the time comes that they need you."
Horn: "Hey, I'll never leave a buddy in trouble."
Celchu: "I don't doubt that, but you define buddies on your terms. Others may not see themselves as your friends."
—Tycho Celchu and Corran Horn^[src]

"Losing Lujayne came as a shock. She wasn't the best pilot in the unit, and not one to take chances, so none of us had her pegged as someone who would die first. Corran or Bror or Shiel were easy to picture going out in a blaze of glory—and Corran almost did."

―Wedge Antilles to Ackbar^[src]

Horn: "In the immediate aftermath of that I thought I was in love with her—or in lust, at least. Before then we'd just been friends, like you and I are. Maybe there were some core sparks of something but nothing we'd noticed or acted on. And that night, well, we both felt it."

Dlarit: "What happened?"

Horn: "The Imperial liaison officer took the two of us into custody for debriefing. Two days later we saw each other again. The heat of the moment had passed and we laughed about it, but never did anything. That fear, and having been so closely brushed by death, made us want something positive to counteract it."

Dlarit: "Is that bad?"

Horn: "No, it's not bad, Erisi. It's also not genuine."

— Corran Horn and Erisi Dlarit^[src]

"Two months of prep and in ten minutes the squadron is cut in half. Someone made some very bad mistakes here, and our friends paid for them. Never again."

―Corran Horn to Whistler^[src]

Antilles: "Need I ask?"
Horn: "You want to know if I'm willing to fly to an enemy-held planet where I'm to race through some eroded ditch and pop a sewer pipe with a proton torpedo while Interceptors are swarming around, and do all this with no hope of rescue if I slip up?"
Antilles: "That's what I want to know."
Horn: "Overwhelming odds, tough target, scant chance of survival—business as usual for Rogue Squadron. I'll go on one condition."
Antilles: "Go or stay, Mr. Horn, no special deals."
Horn: "Then think of this as a tactical consideration. I'm first into the valley."
Antilles: "That position's already filled."
Horn: "You need a wingman, Commander. They've had practice using someone else's telemetry to make a run, I haven't. We'll make the first run together."
—Wedge Antilles and Corran Horn^[src]

Terrik: "Hey, Corran, I'd be the first to say Hal Horn's boy was smarter than Erisi is pretty."
Horn: "But you thought I'd be with her."
Terrik: "Everyone makes mistakes, and you'd have been making one if you'd stayed with her."
Horn: "She's possessive and you're, what, being protective?"
Terrik: "There are only so many of us out here, Corran. She wouldn't be good for you."
Horn: "And who would? You?"
Terrik: "In your dreams, CorSec."
—Mirax Terrik and Corran Horn^[src]

Antilles: "Nine, don't feel you have to be a hero."

Horn: "Have to be? I'm a Rogue. I thought hero came with the territory."

Antilles: "It certainly does, Nine."

— Wedge Antilles and Corran Horn^[src]

[edit] X-wing: Wedge's Gamble

Horn: "Aren't you angry with me for trying to crack your file?"
Celchu: "Anger isn't going to do me any good, is it? I might be a little disappointed, but not angry."
Horn: "Why disappointed?"
Celchu: "If there was something you wanted to know, you could have asked."
Horn: "Would I get a straight answer?"
Celchu: "Why would you think I'd lie to you?"
Horn: "There are two Alliance Security officers at my door, correct? They're waiting to escort you back to your quarters, right?"
Celchu: "Yes. So…?"
Horn: "So General Salm thinks you're some sort of threat to the Alliance. Shouldn't that make me wonder about you?"
Celchu: "It could. Then again, you could think about what you know about me and decide for yourself if I can be trusted or not."
—Corran Horn and Tycho Celchu^[src]

"I'm not saying I like it, sir, but in CorSec we made deals with criminals on a daily basis. The goal then, just as it is now, is to trade a lesser evil for a greater one. I'd just as soon use Zekka Thyne and some of this other scum as rancor bait, but if they'll help bring Iceheart down, I guess my reservations don't really mean that much. I'm good to go with this, Wedge. I think I'll be fine."

―Corran Horn to Wedge Antilles^[src]

Thyne: "Horn, here? Perhaps you never got the message I sent you?"

Horn: "What message was that?"

Thyne: "Your father's dead, isn't he?"

Horn: "I suppose you could have been the one who had my father killed—after all, you threatened us both and left the whole job undone, which means it's in keeping with your usual sloppiness."

―Zekka Thyne and Corran Horn^[src]

Antilles: "One last thing—and this is awkward—we need your permission to have Emtrey transfer money out of your personal accounts, slice it through some cutouts, and funnel it into the accounts you'll be using on Coruscant."
Horn: "Get receipt bytes and we'll be reimbursed?"
Antilles: "It's not enough they want our bodies, but they want us to finance the war. I understand there is a budget for this operation, but I know it's not going to be enough. If things go wrong, having the extra credits available…"
Horn: "I've had practical experience in this area, and I'd not care to relive it. I've got ten you can have."
Dlarit: "Is ten enough?"
Horn: "Ten thousand is what I meant."
Dlarit: "Oh, I meant ten million. Is that enough?"
Antilles: "I think it will do."
Horn: "Yeah, being able to buy a whole wing of snubfighters could be handy in a pinch. Do we have to come back after this operation?"
Antilles: "Have to? I don't know, but I certainly hope you are able to. May the Force be with you."
Horn: "And with you, sir. As much as we need, and then some."
—Wedge Antilles, Corran Horn, and Erisi Dlarit^[src]

"I have no family either and do you know what? I saw my father get shot up. Murdered. And I couldn't do anything about it. I was a hundred meters away, watching him by remote, backing him up, when a bounty hunter walked into the cantina and lit up the booth where he was sitting with two other people. Killed them all and I couldn't do anything about it. I got there and held my father in my arms, but it was too late. You want a hard life, there's a hard life for you."

―Corran Horn to Winter^[src]

Horn: "I want to kill him. Do you know why?"

Winter: "I know many things, but not all things."

Horn: "I caught the Trandoshan who killed my father, but Loor let him go. He'll pay for that one day. Sooner than later, I hope, but don't worry, I have my priorities straight. His date with justice can wait, wait until we bring down the government that gives people like him the power to perpetrate evil on more worlds than we can count."

— Corran Horn and Winter^[src]

Isard: "You are afraid of Corran Horn finding you, yes?"

Loor: "He would kill me if he had the opportunity to do so."

Isard: "But the chances of your running into him here, on Imperial Center, are what, one in trillions?"

Loor: "Corran Horn has an annoying facility for beating those kinds of odds and showing up where he is least wanted."

―Ysanne Isard and Kirtan Loor^[src]

Horn: "It isn't going to work."

Dlarit: "What's wrong? What did I do wrong?"

Horn: "It's not you. It's not that I'd like nothing better than to be here with you, but…"

Dlarit: "This is just now, Corran. I need this, you need this. It won't change who we are. No obligations. No recriminations. No regrets."

Horn: "I hear you, Erisi, and I believe you, but I don't know that I'd be able to leave it in the past. It might not change who we are or what we mean to each other, but I'd bet against it given my past history. As I said, it's not you, it's me. You have to figure I'm an idiot. We've gotten very close a number of times and I keep pulling back."

— Corran Horn and Erisi Dlarit^[src]

"We're here to figure out how to liberate Coruscant. In comparison with our mission, any other problem is a minor problem."

―Corran Horn to Asyr Sei'lar^[src]

"If the cursing about you and your family done by Thyne here is any measure of Horn efficacy, I think I prefer having Ysanne Isard opposing me."

―Fliry Vorru to Corran Horn^[src]

"We both knew we were living out a fantasy, but it wouldn't have worked in the long run. I had no desire to move to Selonia and become part of a broodhome. Chertyl knew she couldn't bear the children I'd want. We remained friends and both have wonderful memories. In fact, that was the best ending I had for any of my relationships."

―Corran Horn to Mirax Terrik^[src]

Thyne: "You and your father always were lucky. That's the only way you got me, your old man was luckier than I was."

Horn: "It wasn't luck. My father was smarter than you were. He still is."

Thyne: "He's dead."

Horn: "My point stands."

―Zekka Thyne and Corran Horn^[src]

Thyne: "Then I'm dead. Just like your father. You want to know if I had him killed, yes?"

Horn: "No. I wouldn't believe whatever you told me and it wouldn't bring him back."

Thyne: "Let me tell you this. Loor knows about you. He knew about you before he forced me to betray you. I sold you out this time, but someone else sold you out before me. There, I will haunt you."

Horn: "No, you'll just be dead and you'll die knowing you've warned me about an enemy I didn't know I had. You've just saved my life, Zekka Thyne, and that's something we'll both remember until death takes us."

―Zekka Thyne and Corran Horn^[src]

Forge: "Every time you would show up I'd be reminded of what I'd been raised to believe. I tried to keep you away, but in the middle of a lightfight you and Gavin run out and pull me out of the street. Thyne didn't do that. He didn't turn around and come back for me, but I missed the signs even then. Today he didn't warn me about what would happen at the factory. If you two hadn't been there in the garage, I would have died. And when we got here, his central concern was killing you, not the fact that I'd survived. I realized that Thyne did respect me, but only for my usefulness to him. He thought he could trust me implicitly, which is rare among the members of the Black Sun. So, he saved me from Kessel, but you saved me from the Imps and, through that, saved me from thinking I was worthless. That was worth more than Thyne's respect…or his life. I guess that favor you said you owed my sister has been redeemed."
Horn: "That favor I owe your sister, that's one that will take a lifetime to pay off. What you did here, as far as I'm concerned, nulls the datacard between us. We're even. Of course, we're still on Coruscant, we're being hunted by Imperial stormtroopers, and Thyne told me we have yet another traitor in our midst. Seems to me this is the perfect time to be settling up accounts and making sure all our affairs are truly in order."
Terrik: "Never put off to tomorrow what you can do today."
Forge: "Except, perhaps, dying."
Horn: "Good point. Let's get cleaned up and then we can go see if anyone else procrastinated their way past death."
—Inyri Forge, Corran Horn, and Mirax Terrik^[src]

"It is just as well Thyne failed, for I think I would like to meet this Corran Horn. It would be interesting to see why you fear him so."
"I fear him because he can be relentless. He hates me because I freed the bounty hunter who murdered his father. Though not a crime, it is something for which he will not forgive me. Were he disposed toward murder, I would already be dead. Now that he has joined the Rebellion, killing me would not be murder. Playing with Corran Horn is playing with fire."

―Ysanne Isard and Kirtan Loor^[src]

Horn: "Look, it will be crazy out there. In all likelihood Rogue Squadron will get a few more heroes inducted into its Hall of the Dead…"

Terrik: "Corran, if this is one of those 'tomorrow we might die so we should be together tonight' speeches, your timing is lousy since tomorrow is now and last night ended when this morning started."

Horn: "I know. I guess what I'm trying to say is this: Before Coruscant I found you interesting and attractive. Since we've been here I've gotten to know more about you, to see how you react under pressure and how effortlessly you seem to get along with others. I admire the qualities that I've seen in you and, well, if we both come out of this, I'd like the opportunity to get to know you even better."

Terrik: "Corran Horn, are you asking me out? Or was there some pool that you lost?"

Horn: "If there'd been a pool, I'd have bought up all the tickets. Mirax, we've got enough things going against us, like our respective backgrounds, that the chances of things working out are bad."

Terrik: "But we're Corellians, so what use have we for odds? And just to let you know, you're not the only one who's been impressed here, so you're on. You're taking me to the biggest and best victory celebration the New Republic throws on this rock."

— Corran Horn and Mirax Terrik^[src]

Horn: "I guess we'll see about that, Captain Celchu. When I return, I'm going to make ferreting out the spy in our midst a hobby. I'm good at that sort of thing, very good."

Celchu: "And you're honest, so I know I have nothing to fear."

Horn: "Well, Captain, if you do have anything to fear, I'll find it."

— X-wing: Wedge's Gamble

Celchu: "You're going to send someone in at that target with the storm raging above it?"

Antilles: "The airspeeder I came in doesn't have missiles or I'd go."

Celchu: "Yes, but you're a Corellian. You have no respect for how truly hopeless some tasks really are."

Antilles: "Right."

Celchu: "So you're sending Corran."

Antilles: "Right again. There's no pilot I know of for certain who can outfly lightning, but I'd sooner bet on Corran than against him."

— Tycho Celchu and Wedge Antilles^[src]

"You know, you're always stealing my data for runs. Can I start getting Pathfinder pay?"

―Corran Horn to Wedge Antilles^[src]

Isard: "I would have expected you to be more formidable somehow."
Horn: "Clothes make the man."
Isard: "Ah, the infamous Horn wit."
Horn: "I left most of it back on Free Coruscant."
Isard: "I'm amazed a man in your condition can make jokes. I'm amazed a man in your situation would make jokes."
Horn: "Lieutenant Corran Horn, Alliance fleet, Rogue Squadron."
Isard: "Very good, defiance. I like defiance."
Horn: "If that were true, you'd find all you want on Coruscant."
Isard: "Indeed, perhaps I would. That is no concern of yours, however. I'll have you know that your Rebel forces are indeed now in control of Imperial Center. What they have discovered, though they know not the depth of the problem, is that Imperial Center is a poisoned world, a sick world. It is a black hole from which they cannot escape. They have truly bitten off more than they can possibly chew and they will be choked to death because of it."
Horn: "I'm not inclined to take your word for all this."
—Ysanne Isard and Corran Horn^[src]

[edit] X-wing: The Krytos Trap

"Corran Horn does not rest easy in that grave. Corran Horn was never at ease except when he was fighting. He does not rest easy now because there is much fighting yet to be done. We have taken Coruscant, but anyone who assumes that means the Empire is dead is as mistaken as Grand Moff Tarkin was in his belief that Alderaan's destruction would somehow cripple the Rebellion. Corran Horn was not a man who gave up, no matter what the odds. More than once he took upon himself the responsibility of dealing with a threat to the squadron and to the Rebellion. Heedless of his own safety, he engaged overwhelming forces and by sheer dint of will and spirit and courage he won through. Even here, on Coruscant, he flew alone into the heart of a storm that was ravaging a planet and risked his life so this world would be free. He did not fail, because he would not let himself fail. Each of us who knew him has, in our hearts, dozens and dozens of examples of his bravery or his concern for others, or his ability to see where he was wrong and correct himself. He was not a perfect man, but he was a man who sought to be the best he could be. And while he took pride in being very good, he didn't waste energy in displays of rampant egotism. He just picked out new goals and drove himself forward toward them. Corran is now gone. The burdens he bore have been laid down. The responsibilities he shouldered have been abandoned. The example he set is no more. His loss is tragic, but the greater tragedy would be letting him be remembered as a faceless hero mouldering in this cairn. He was a fighter, as all of us should be. The things he took upon himself might be enough to crush down any one person, but we all can accept a portion of that responsibility and bear it together. Others have talked about building a future that would honor Corran and the others who have died fighting the Empire, but the fact is that there's fighting yet to be done before the building can begin. We have to fight the impatience with the pace of change that makes us look nostalgically on the days of the Empire. Yes, there might have been a bit more food available. Yes, power outages might have been fewer. Yes, you might have been insulated from the misery of others—but at what cost? The security you thought you had froze into an icy lump of fear in your gut whenever you saw stormtroopers walking in your direction. With the liberation of Coruscant that fear can melt, but if you forget it once existed and decide things were not so bad under the Emperor, you'll be well on your way to inviting it back. You must do what Corran did: fight anything and everything that would give the Empire comfort or security or a chance to reassert itself. If you trade vigilance for complacency, freedom for security, a future without fear for comfort; you will be responsible for shaping the galaxy once again into a place that demands people like Corran fight, always fight and, eventually, fall victim to evil. The choice, ultimately, devolves to you. Corran Horn will not rest easy in his grave until there is no more fighting to be done. He has done everything he could to fight the Empire; now it is up to you to continue his fight. If he is ever to know peace, it will only be when we all know peace. And that is a goal every one of us knows is well worth fighting for."

―Wedge Antilles, at Corran Horn's memorial service^[src]

Horn: "This is Nemesis One. The game is over. I won't betray my people."

Isard: "You are under the impression, Corran Horn, that this little victory is significant and hampers my efforts in some way. It does not. You worked with the Corellian Security Force, so you can understand how powerful certain interrogation techniques can be. What you have endured so far is little more than testing."

Horn: "And I passed."

Isard: "From your perspective that might seem true. From mine it merely means you have reclassified yourself. You will require more time than others I have worked with in the past, but here at Lusankya, time is abundant."

Horn: "Good, then I'll have abundant time to plan my escape."

— Corran Horn and Ysanne Isard^[src]

Isard: "I would find you fascinating if you knew more, Horn. Your tolerance for pain is remarkable. You present a problem for me. You don't know enough to be useful, and your position within the Rebellion is so low that you are hardly vital. If I return you to them, they will likely treat you much as they are treating Celchu now. You won't have even the freedom he had before his arrest. This does not incline me to send you back. On the other hand, you would be perfect to mold into my own avenger. Your resistance to pain will make your rehabilitation into a right-thinking Imperial time-consuming, but not impossible. Your core discomfort with the unlawful nature of the Rebellion is a foundation on which I can build you anew into the tool I need. I can form an Avenger Squadron around you that will go after and destroy Rogue Squadron. Using a Rogue to destroy Rogues, that would be delicious."

Horn: "You won't live long enough to see me turn on my friends."

Isard: "Good, anger directed at me, excellent. Hate me all you want. I'll turn your hatred for me into hatred for those who haven't saved you from me. You won't be the first broken that way, and you'll not be the last."

Horn: "I won't break."

Isard: "Ah, but you will. They all do. And when you break, I will put you back together again, and in gratitude you will do all I ask, without question or regard for loyalties you once held dear."

— Ysanne Isard and Corran Horn^[src]

Horn: "So escape is impossible?"

Dodonna: "I never said impossible, I just said it hadn't been done successfully."

Horn: "I'm with Rogue Squadron. Impossible is our stock in trade, and success is what we deliver."

Dodonna: "Now I'm thinking it's a pity I didn't know your grandfather. With a grandson like you, I'm sure we would have gotten along famously."

Horn: "I have a feeling you're right, sir. And being his grandson, I'm going to do everything I can to get out of and off of this rock."

Dodonna: "From the moment I saw you, Corran Horn, I somehow expected nothing less."

— Corran Horn and Jan Dodonna^[src]

Horn: "I'm going to come back for you, you know. Whenever I get clear, I'm going to have Wedge bring the squadron in and we'll get you out."

Dodonna: "I know that, son. I'm counting on it. I might never have known your grandfather, but I'm certain he'd be proud of you. I am. May the Force be with you."

Horn: "And you, sir."

— Corran Horn and Jan Dodonna^[src]

Emtrey: "I am sorry, sir, but he makes no sense. The stress—circuits must have become polarized. He doesn't know what he's saying."
Ackbar: "Answer my question. Who is he saying this witness is?"
Horn: "Begging your pardon, Admiral, I think Whistler intends for me to be called as a witness."
Ackbar: "This is impossible."
Horn: "It wasn't easy, but as for impossible, Admiral, you know impossible is what Rogue Squadron does best of all."
—Emtrey, Ackbar, and Corran Horn^[src]

Horn: "I owe you an apology, a huge apology, and a debt I can never repay. All this is my fault, and I'm sorry I caused you to go through it."

Celchu: "You're wrong, Corran. You were manipulated by the Empire. So was I, so was everyone here. I'll accept your apology, but I won't acknowledge your debt."

Horn: "I'll still pay it, or at least make a down payment on it."

— Corran Horn and Tycho Celchu^[src]

"It is said of Rogue Squadron that doing the impossible is what they do best, and another member of the squadron has shown himself to be perhaps the best of the best at it. Is there anyone in the New Republic who has not heard of Corran Horn? He was the pilot who flew through the worst storm in Coruscant's recorded history to bring the defense shields down, only to be slain through the treachery of one of his comrades. It was a story that touched all of us because it spoke to the best in one individual and the worst in another. We mourned Corran Horn because his untimely death seemed yet one more tragedy caused by the Empire at a time when the Empire should have been decidedly less virulent. We know of Captain Celchu's innocence because of a number of things, greatest among them Corran Horn's return from the grave. He was not killed on the last day the Empire held Coruscant. He was captured instead. When Ysanne Isard could not break him and transform him into a puppet, he was placed in a prison where she intended him to live out the rest of his life. Though he had been told that a failed escape attempt would result in his death, Corran Horn risked his life to win his freedom. He alone has gotten away from Lusankya, and his escape precipitated Ysanne Isard's own departure from Coruscant."

―Mon Mothma, in a public address^[src]

Skywalker: "For thirty generations the Jedi Knights safeguarded the galaxy, and the Emperor was only able to succeed in our absence. I am dedicating my life to reestablishing the Jedi Knights. I want you to join me. Come with me. Train and learn with me. Become a Jedi Knight."
Horn: "You want me to become a Jedi Knight?"
Skywalker: "Yes. Together we can make certain no more Emperors can rise up to enslave a galaxy. Everything you were raised to do within CorSec you will be able to do in the whole of the New Republic. The Empire is but one manifestation of the Force's dark side and we will stand as a buffer between it and good people everywhere."
Terrik: "A Jedi Knight. This is quite an honor."
Horn: "No."
Antilles: "Oh, it is quite an honor, Corran, one I envy you."
Horn: "You're not hearing what I'm saying. I realize it's an honor to be asked to train and become a Jedi Knight. Believe me I do, but my answer is no."
Fey'lya: "No?"
Horn: "No. I have things I have to do. Erisi and Iceheart have crimes to pay for."
Skywalker: "Beware revenge, Corran. Such black emotions open the way to the dark side of the Force."
Horn: "This isn't about revenge. It's about obligations I have to people. People who helped me, other prisoners were on the Lusankya when it blasted out of here. I promised them I'd come back for them. Well, we know where they are: Thyferra. It's time we go get them."
Antilles: "We clearly cannot leave Ysanne Isard and Fliry Vorru in charge of the galaxy's bacta supply. We're producing rylca now and might be able to produce some bacta later, but that'll never be enough. We're going to have to go after Iceheart, and I'd prefer it to be sooner rather than later."
Fey'lya: "But, in fact, Commander Antilles, your quest will never take place."
Antilles: "What?"
Fey'lya: "The Provisional Council will never sanction an operation against Thyferra. We have your orders to join the Mon Remonda and head out after Warlord Zsinj."
Antilles: "Those orders were issued before Iceheart escaped with Erisi and Fliry Vorru. It was before she took Thyferra. We can't be expected to follow those orders. That's not right."
Fey'lya: "Oh, it is quite right, Commander. Remember, the people of Thyferra overthrew their own government and installed Ysanne Isard as their leader. This makes the revolution there nothing more than a case of internal political maneuvering."
Antilles: "And the Provisional Council cannot allow itself or its agents to interfere in the internal politics of a world, because that would frighten off potential member states from joining the New Republic."
Fey'lya: "It might even convince some others to leave and break the New Republic apart. You might as well accept the Jedi's offer because your unit can do nothing on Thyferra. Rogue Squadron has other duties now."
Horn: "Okay, I quit."
—Luke Skywalker, Corran Horn, Mirax Terrik, Wedge Antilles, and Borsk Fey'lya^[src]

[edit] X-wing: The Bacta War

Horn: "Your father and my father may have been mortal enemies, but I can't imagine having a better friend than you."
Terrik: "Or lover."
Horn: "Especially lover."
Terrik: "All you men who've just gotten out of prison say that."
Horn: "I imagine you're right, but how you came by that information, I don't want to know."
Terrik: "You know, I don't think I want to know that, either."
Horn: "After my escape, Tycho expressed his regrets concerning your death to me. He told me how Warlord Zsinj had ambushed a convoy at Alderaan and destroyed it, including your Pulsar Skate. Everything inside of me just collapsed. Losing you just ripped the emotional skeleton out of me."
Terrik: "Now you know how I felt when I thought you'd been slain here on Coruscant. I hadn't realized how much you had become part of my life until you were gone. The hole the Lusankya created blasting her way out of Coruscant was nothing compared to the void I had inside. It wasn't a question of wanting to die, but of knowing my insides were dead and wondering when the rest of me would catch up."
—Corran Horn and Mirax Terrik^[src]

Terrik: "Certain? Certain? Of course he's not certain. The man who would only bet on certainty has no guts."
Horn: "I have plenty of guts, Booster, but I don't like risking them, or my life, or the lives of my friends, if I don't have to. Certainty, or as close as I can get to it, is what I want."
Terrik: "And you call yourself a Corellian? No wonder you joined CorSec."
Horn: "What's that supposed to mean?"
Terrik: "I thought it was obvious, CorSec. If you had the guts for life—if you were even to imagine yourself worthy of my daughter—you wouldn't have spent your life in service to the Empire's puppet. You played it safe when men with real courage were out there defying the government."
Horn: "Oh, you're going to use the smugglers are really patriots story to excuse your greed? Let me tell you something, Booster Terrik, you can think of yourself as a noble scoundrel if you want, but the fact is you were out for money when you were running shipments, nothing more. The fact that you didn't pay taxes on what you imported, the fact that you broke laws, might mark you as some sort of protester against the government in the eyes of some, but I know the truth. You were just a criminal—not as violent or bad as some others, but a criminal just the same. And those taxes you didn't pay were the kind of taxes that build roads, maintain spaceports, and educate kids. What you did was deny them their due, and provide the contraband that allowed organizations like Black Sun and Hutt bands to thrive on our world. And as for being worthy of your daughter, I'm the worthiest man you ever met. Every gram of character you think you have, she does have. And brains, too, and courage. And even you, Booster Terrik, don't want to see her hooking up with a man who has your morals and standards."
Terrik: "And if you were the man you think you are, Corran Horn, you'd not have abandoned her on Thyferra."
Horn: "Abandoned her? You want to talk abandonment? I left for five seconds to save her life. You left her for five years, Booster, or have you forgotten your vacation on Kessel?"
Terrik: "A 'vacation' your father got for me, Horn."
Antilles: "All right, stop it. Right now. Listen to me, Booster—and you'll listen because you don't want to find yourself in the situation of having Mirax say this to you: Corran Horn here is one of the smartest, skilled, and courageous men it's been my privilege to know. He escaped from a prison that makes Kessel look like a resort world with hourly shuttles in and out. He's gone and done things on missions that put him at risk because those things save the lives of others. If not for him, Coruscant would still be in Imperial hands and I, as well as your daughter, would be dead or Isard's slaves. When you arrived on this station, you said you thought I would have protected Mirax from the likes of Corran. The real story is that I was overjoyed when they became friends. Mirax needed someone as stable as Corran because she's never really sure where you are or what's happened to you. And Corran, he needed someone with Mirax's curiosity and fervor for life because he'd been cut off from everyone he knew and trusted. Both of them were gyros that needed to be spin balanced, and they did that for each other. And you, my friend, need to get some perspective here. You're seeing Booster as your father's old enemy, and your father isn't here to put him in his place. Well, you aren't your father. Their fight isn't your fight, and you can't stand in for your father in it. And you should be smart enough to know Booster doesn't have a problem with you because you were Hal Horn's son—he's got the same problem with you that every father ever had with any man romancing his daughter. She's the best thing that ever happened to him."
Horn: "She's the best thing that ever happened to me, too."
Antilles: "Right, which means the two of you have more in common than either one of you would admit. Now the both of you better think on this: Mirax loves both of you, so unless you think she's got no taste or character judgment at all, you better figure you both are worthy of each other's respect. I don't expect you'll ever get to the point where you actually like each other, but, when you're both acting like adults, you'll be above this sort of bickering."
Horn: "You're not my enemy. Never have been. I'm not yours. For the sake of your daughter, the people we've got to save, and the memory of my father, I don't want to fight with you anymore. Doesn't mean we won't disagree—perhaps even violently at times—but you don't deserve my ill-will."
Terrik: "Normally I'd be angry that I had misjudged you so badly, but you've reinforced just how good a judge of character my daughter really is. And you're right, we'll disagree and I can guarantee it'll be violent, but that's okay. We're Corellians. We can do that."
Antilles: "Good. You know, the Imps on Coruscant used to call two Corellians together a conspiracy. Three they'd call a fight."
Horn: "More fools they, then. Any Corellian knows three of us together is a victory. It's time we remind Iceheart and the rest of Imp holdovers of that very fact."
—Booster Terrik, Corran Horn, and Wedge Antilles^[src]

Horn: "And I can't think of anyone I would rather flirt with and be seduced by than you. In fact, I think we should make it permanent."
Terrik: "Lieutenant Corran Horn, are you asking me to marry you?"
Horn: "Look, I know this might seem abrupt. I mean, I know we've been living together since my return from the grave, but with all our missions and trips and everything, I'd guess we've not had more than three weeks in the last four months where we've actually been able to spend time alone with each other. Despite how hectic and chaotic things have been, what I do know is that I want more time to spend with you. I know that I'm never going to find someone for whom I feel more than I feel for you."
Terrik: "That's true, because if you did, I'd see to it that you stopped feeling altogether. Are you sure about this? Don't you want to talk to Iella about it?"
Horn: "She'd tell me I've been an idiot for not asking you to marry me sooner. She and Diric were as close as any two people I've ever seen; and despite the pain she's been through, I don't think she'd have surrendered one moment of their happiness together to make her feel better. For as long as I've known her she's had a habit of predicting how many weeks my relationships would last, and she was always on target. With us, no prediction."
Terrik: "Always did think she was smart. One last thing, Corran: You realize that I'm not walking away from my lifestyle or my father. The Mirax Terrik you get is the Mirax Terrik you know."
Horn: "I think your father and I have an understanding, but even if we didn't, you'd be worth it. Realize I'm not going to change either."
Terrik: "Wouldn't have it any other way."
Horn: "So? Will you marry me?"
Terrik: "Yes, I will, Corran Horn."
Horn: "This station isn't a good place for finding jewelry and I didn't want to ask Zraii to machine up a Quadanium ring, so all I have to offer you is this."
Terrik: "Corran, I know how much that medallion means to you. It's your good luck piece. I won't take it, especially just before the coming assault."
Horn: "Mirax, you've just agreed to marry me. Any luck left in this thing has clearly been drained. You're the most important person in the galaxy to me, so if this will keep you safe, or even if it will remind you of me, it's better off with you than hanging around my neck."
—Corran Horn and Mirax Terrik^[src]

"It was a great shot, Tycho. If I couldn't get her, well, your claim predated mine."
"Corran, we got her. That's all that counts."

―Corran Horn and Tycho Celchu^[src]

"A tyrant dead; a traitor dead; a Super Star Destroyer dead; and, if Elscol, Iella, and the Ashern have done their jobs, a planet liberated. Not a bad day at all."

―Corran Horn, to Tycho Celchu^[src]

"I need you to talk some sense to Booster Terrik."
"Got a Death Star you want killed instead?"

―Airen Cracken and Corran Horn^[src]

[edit] X-wing: Iron Fist

Nelprin: "These responses have been predictable."

Horn: "And predictability gets you killed."

Darklighter: "Then what should we do? Instead of an aerial strike, send flowers and sweets?"

Nelprin: "It's better than going in as usual. It would confuse them."

— Shalla Nelprin, Corran Horn, and Gavin Darklighter^[src]

[edit] X-wing: Solo Command

"Tal'dira, this isn't honorable. You shot him in the back."

―Corran Horn, to Tal'dira^[src]

"How'd they do that? That was too fast for them to have said anything."
"Experience."

―Tyria Sarkin, on Corran Horn and Ooryl Qyrgg's flying, and Myn Donos^[src]

[edit] X-wing: Isard's Revenge

"Corran, you're a pilot who used to be a member of CorSec. Ego gets issued with the uniforms."

―Mirax Terrik Horn, to Corran Horn^[src]

"And, look, I know this isn't a male-female thing—though I do know you wouldn't have alerted Baz if Corran were going to Commenor on the same mission we were."
"True enough. I'd have tipped the enemy he was coming."

―Mirax Terrik Horn and Booster Terrik^[src]

Horn: "I hope you don't mind my sitting here, Gavin."
Darklighter: "I'd really rather be alone."
Horn: "I know you would, Gavin, which is why I'm sitting here. I remember, back when we were first on Coruscant, you came to me to ask me about Asyr and if things could work between you. You wanted some perspective then, and you need some perspective now."
Darklighter: "No, Corran, what I need now is grieving."
Horn: "I know. Look, Gavin, there's all kinds of trite things I could tell you. I could tell you that I've been where you are, when my father died. I could tell you the same things that folks told me at that time, that I had to buck up I had to be tough, because that's what my father would have wanted of me. And you and I both know, that's what Asyr would have wanted of you."
Darklighter: "You're right. That's pretty trite and doesn't help at all."
Horn: "I know that, Gavin, which is why I'm going to share something with you that I've not shared with another living being—except Iella. Even Mirax doesn't know this. You've heard how my father died, but not my mother. In CorSec, given what my father and I were doing for a living, we figured that we were more likely to die than she ever was, but she went first. It was a stupid landspeeder accident. A truck was blocking the other lane, some lum-dumb whipped around it and smashed head-on into her. It busted her up badly, too badly for bacta to help. My father and I arrived at the hospital as fast as we could, and we were allowed to visit her. We'd been told she had no chance; there'd just been too much damage. She knew that, but she lay there in bed just talking to us about what we'd be doing the next week and month. She wasn't regretting the fact that she'd not be there with us, but pretty much letting us know that she would be, in our memories and in our hearts. The whole time she was dying, she just went on living. And when she finally closed her eyes, it came as a surprise to everyone, her included. Understand this, Gavin, the pain you're feeling right now, it never really goes away. It will always be there, and you can find it whenever you want to, but, in time, the amount it dominates your life will shrink. It will become a small part of the memories you'll have of Asyr, and the good memories will dominate. You can't see that now, and telling you this now doesn't mean much, but you need to hear it to know the sphere of pain you're in isn't inescapable."
Darklighter: "It was in the squadron that the first person I actually knew died: Lujayne Forge."
Horn: "I remember."
Darklighter: "And I remember wondering if I could have saved her. I wonder the same thing about Asyr."
Horn: "You're not alone. But let me tell you, Asyr was wondering what she could do to save us. She was magnificent out there, Gavin, flying beyond herself. All of us knew we were in a hopeless situation, but she understood it and rejected it. It was as though she stopped being a flesh and blood pilot and became flight and fight and death all rolled into one. We didn't fail her, nor she us, but some obscure rule of the universe broke her ship and grounded her back in reality. She was truly stellar and, after that performance, I don't know that there was any way for her to return to just being mortal."
Darklighter: "That's it, though, now, isn't it? She's no longer mortal. She joins my cousin Biggs and Lujayne Forge and Wes Janson and Dack and the others on the Rogue Squadron roll of the dead. The Bothans will have another Martyr to celebrate."
Horn: "And you're afraid that they'll take her away from you, right? You're afraid the Asyr you knew will be forgotten as she's memorialized?"
Darklighter: "I think I knew her better than anyone and that, with me, in private moments, she could relax. She didn't have to be a Bothan hero. She didn't have to be a pilot. She could just be herself. When we talked about getting married, adopting kids, she came alive."
Horn: "What is it, Gavin?"
Darklighter: "She met with Borsk Fey'lya. She didn't tell me what happened, but I think he tried to make trouble for her about adopting. I think she may have fought as well as she did at Distna in the hopes that no one, not Fey'lya, not anyone, could deny a hero of her stature what she wanted. She would have gotten her way, but now she's dead, so the point is moot."
Horn: "Maybe your chance to adopt kids with her is gone, but remember what was behind that whole plan: the fact that you'd make great parents. I'm not going to tell you that you owe it to her to continue on and prove her right, but you can bet the Emperor's Black Bones that I'd rather see you teaching a child right from wrong than any of a billion ex-Imp bureaucrats."
Darklighter: "Maybe it's a plan for the future. Admitting there's a future at all is the tough part right now. I don't really care and I hurt enough that if there isn't one, it's all the same to me."
—Corran Horn and Gavin Darklighter^[src]

"Ysanne Isard is running your operation, which means I have every reason I need to check out every little detail of what's going on here. Got it?"
"Your suspicions are unwarranted, given the objective of your mission and ours. We're prepping you to be an Imperial squadron that will get in past Krennel's defenses. We're giving you the most advanced starfighter in the galaxy to do so. The secret of your death is being maintained so Krennel will relax his guard. Do anything to upset that delicate balance and you could destroy the last best chance at ending Krennel's reign of terror over the Hegemony."

―Corran Horn and a TIE Defender instructor for Ysanne Isard^[src]

"Well, the one thing I trust about you is that you'll be true to your nature. And that nature, Madam Director, is what will kill you in the end."

―Corran Horn, to Ysanne Isard^[src]

"It's been a long time, General. Are you ready to go home?"

―Corran Horn, to Jan Dodonna^[src]

"I never doubted you'd make good on your promise, Corran. You even got around to it faster than I expected."
"Not as fast as I wanted to, but Warlord Zsinj and Grand Admiral Thrawn took up a fair amount of our time."

―Jan Dodonna and Corran Horn^[src]

"It's another adventure we've survived, Corran. Twice now you've been declared dead and come back. Impressive. But that's the last time for that. Anybody goes missing and next time it's me. You can do the worrying, okay?"

―Mirax Terrik Horn and Corran Horn^[src]

[edit] I, Jedi

Horn: "Ooryl, if I was talking to anybody about our wanting kids, it would have been you. I trust you with my life every day and have never had any cause to regret it. And I really should have spoken with you about it. Your advice has always been welcomed and wise. I just didn't think, which is a bad habit I had hoped to abandon."

Qyrgg: "If Ooryl was truly wise, Ooryl would have advised you to abandon it."

Horn: "You have, in very many ways."

— Corran Horn and Ooryl Qyrgg^[src]

"Mirax is gone, I mean really gone, and I have to find her."

―Corran Horn, to Emtrey^[src]

Horn: "What I've done for the New Republic may have aged a bit, and nothing is as tiresome as yesterday's hero, but I'll burn whatever political capital I have to save Mirax."

Cracken: "But we don't even know she needs saving yet."

Horn: "You don't know, General. I do. I respect you both very much, and I do not mean to be insubordinate, but my wife is in trouble and I will help her. I'd like your help, but absent that, don't try to stop me."

— Corran Horn and Airen Cracken^[src]

Skywalker: "I think you can find her. I think you are strong enough in the Force to pick her out, even if she is in hibernation. Her thoughts may have been slowed to the point where they barely register, but through the Force you can find them. They will lead you to her."

Horn: "But I need to find her now!"

Skywalker: "No, you need to find her. What you need to do now is learn how to find her."

— Luke Skywalker and Corran Horn^[src]

"It is a big decision. Go home. Definitely think about it. Think about reclaiming the heritage the Empire tried to deny to you. This is yet another chance for you to defeat that evil and prepare yourself to battle new evils. If you truly want the galaxy to be safe for the children you and Mirax will have, learning to become a Jedi is the best possible course you can take."

―Luke Skywalker, to Corran Horn^[src]

"I am making this recording for you, Corran, because there are things you should know. Being in CorSec can be dangerous and I don't want anything to happen to me that would prevent you from learning about our family. I hope and trust right now that we're sitting together watching this, laughing at how young I looked when I recorded it. If not, I want you to know I love you and have always been very proud of you. This will sound like a wild tale, but it is all true. Your grandfather, Rostek Horn, is really your step-grandfather. As you know he partnered with a Jedi before the Clone Wars, and that Jedi died serving away from Corellia, right after the Clone Wars. That Jedi, Nejaa Halcyon, was my father. He served as my Master before he went away. I was all of ten years old when he died, and Rostek Horn saw to it that my mother and I wanted for nothing. My mother and Rostek fell in love and married, and Rostek adopted me. More importantly, when the Empire began to hunt down Jedi and their families, he managed to destroy records and fabricate new ones that insulated us from the Empire's wrath. I know this is quite a secret to keep from you, but the deception was necessary. I know you, Corran, and know you would have been very proud of your heritage. You would have told others of it, sharing it with them, and that would have been your destruction. Lord Vader and the others hunting Jedi have been relentless. I have seen the results of their handiwork. Keeping you ignorant is keeping you safe. It's a terrible bargain to make, but the only one that can be made. The Halcyon family is well known among the Corellian Jedi. We were well respected and many were the tributes to Nejaa Halcyon upon his death. You can find no record of them now, of course. What the Empire did not destroy, Rostek did destroy or hid away—he won't even tell me where the records are, but I cannot believe he would have allowed all traces of his friend to perish. The Halcyons were strong in the Force but not flashy or given to public displays of power. A word here, an act there, allowing people to choose between good or evil at their own speed and peril was more our way. And so, here, with this message, I give you a choice. I will be proud of you and love you no matter what you choose. The fact that you say you want to join CorSec has filled me and your grandfather with more pride than you can imagine. There is no greater honor you could show us than to follow in our footsteps. I do want you to know, though, that my choice bridges two paths. While Rostek and my father worked together, CorSec and Jedi, I have used what I learned from my father to work within CorSec. In this way I serve both the Halcyon and Horn traditions. If you have the chance, if you feel the need, I hope you will also make yourself open to both traditions. It is not that being a Jedi is better than serving in CorSec—not at all. But there are so few who are able to become Jedi that to turn away from that path is a tragedy. I have been forced away from it. It is my hope that you will not also be barred from it and, if possible, that I will be able to instruct you the way my father instructed me. There you have it, my son. Now you know more of who you are and what you have the potential to become. The only limits on you are the limits you will place on yourself. I know that whatever you will decide, it will be the right thing. You're that good, Corran, and that special. I will know great joy if you bring the Halcyons back into the Jedi Order, but even that will be nothing compared to the joy I know in having you as my son and knowing you are happy and well."

―Valin "Hal" Horn, to Corran Horn, in a recorded message^[src]

"He wants me to train. He knows it is the right thing for me to do. And I guess I know it, too. I always saw my service in CorSec as the utmost I could do to prevent the innocent from coming to harm from evil. That's what it was then, just as flying with Rogue Squadron became later. Now, the utmost I can do is to become a Jedi, like Luke Skywalker and my father's father. To do anything less is to be unworthy of the trust they all place in me. To do anything less means I fail in my responsibilities to Mirax. I'm not going to let that happen."

―Corran Horn, to Whistler^[src]

Wessiri: "You're very competitive, which can be cute and endearing at times, as long as someone stays out of your way. You want to know why you were the first person ever to escape from Isard's Lusankya prison? Because there was no way you were going to let her beat you."
Horn: "What's that got to do with the academy?"
Wessiri: "You've always wanted to be the best, and becoming a Jedi Knight will be that for you. Look at yourself. You're already beginning training before you begin training. You've figured out that Master Skywalker will be bringing in folks who are younger than you are, and you're already figuring out how to be better than they are. The one thing you haven't figured out yet is that the person you're really in competition with is yourself. Luke Skywalker will be a tough taskmaster. Of that I have no doubt. And I know Wedge was, but they weren't as hard on you as you'll be on yourself. I know you well enough to know you won't back off, so I just hope you remember that when you feel all that pressure on you, the majority is coming from right inside your thinkbox."
Horn: "You know, you could have told me this a long time ago."
Wessiri: "I did. Several times. You weren't much into listening back then."
Horn: "Back when my father died."
Wessiri: "Right. You can learn a lot from Luke Skywalker. It may be part of being a Jedi, but he seems to work a lot from his heart, following his feelings. You work primarily in your brain. Thinking all the time is definitely you, Corran, and was very useful back in CorSec, but I think you'll need to open up more with this training."
Horn: "You're probably right. I guess we'll see how long it takes for old habits to die."
Wessiri: "That means you'll be a Jedi, what, about the time the sun goes nova?"
—Iella Wessiri and Corran Horn^[src]

"You're very closed, but bits leak out. Pride's hot enough to melt durasteel. And pain. Sense of judgment cuts like a lightsaber."

―Streen, to Corran Horn^[src]

"I know I'm competitive, and I would have thought you'd be right, but I don't see Kyp as someone I'm competing with. I've been second best before. That's a role I can accept. I make it my mission to make sure the front runner can't relax, but I'm more concerned with doing my best than I am with beating someone else's best."

―Corran Horn, to Kam Solusar^[src]

Jade: "Is that why you sacrificed your hand to protect my face, because you think of me as a friend?"
Horn: "In part, yes. A very big part. I also did it because I knew I could and, therefore, it was my duty to do so. Even back when I entered CorSec, I knew there were things that I'd be called upon to do, dangerous things, that I would do because others could not. My role in society was to take action and responsibility for those who could not. I think, deep down, that's the essence of being a Jedi. A Jedi places himself where he can defend the greatest number of people from the greatest evil."
Jade: "Even if it costs him his life?"
Horn: "You never want to think about that, but it's part of the job. I remember a couple of times in my life, with Rogue Squadron and before, when I knew it was my duty to get a job done. I felt pretty certain I would die in those attempts and nearly did on Talasea. Fact was, though, that I had friends who would die if I didn't do anything and somehow my life didn't seem to matter all that much in the equation."
Jade: "The Emperor would have considered you a sentimental fool who deserved to die."
Horn: "I'll remember that next time I dance on his grave. There are just times the sacrifice feels right. It did then, it did today. Just a judgment you'll have to make for yourself when the time comes, I guess."
Jade: "Not an easy decision to make…."
Horn: "Nope. But then, as you said, easy isn't for a Jedi, is it?"
—Mara Jade and Corran Horn^[src]

Horn: "I understand. This is why I am content to be a pilot in Rogue Squadron, not someone leading my own group of fighter pilots. I don't want to get so spread out that I can't make a difference when I need to."

Jade: "I bet the smugglers working your sector of the Corellian system didn't like you at all."

Horn: "Can't understand why. Should I have had my sting operations catered or something?"

— Corran Horn and Mara Jade^[src]

Horn: "You don't get it, do you? You've already lost and you're continuing down that losing path. Haven't the last four thousand years taught you anything?"

Kun: "I know more than you could ever hope to learn in four thousand years or forty thousand years."

Horn: "That may be, but I know the one thing you don't. You're never going to win."

— Corran Horn and Exar Kun^[src]

"Kun's picked the wrong people to fight at the wrong time, and that's the last mistake we'll let him make."

―Corran Horn, to Kam Solusar^[src]

Horn: "I checked New Republic law. Property claims are abandoned well shy of four millennia. As a result, I've filed a claim for this place, and now it's mine. I'd love to have you stick around, but your statue is right where the wife will want the entertainment center. You understand, don't you?"
Kun: "You insolent bug!" You prattle on as if your wit can armor you against my might."
Horn: "And you think you can hurt me? This is your eviction notice."
Kun: "You're playing with powers more titanic than you could ever know."
Horn: "Save the threats. I've been going over all the stuff you've done, and I've figured out your weakness. While disembodied, you can't affect the physical world."
Kun: "No?"
Horn: "No."
Kun: "Ah, then I cannot do this."
Horn: "Ooops."
—Corran Horn and Exar Kun^[src]

Horn: "I can't stay here any longer."
Skywalker: "Not you, too."
Horn: "I can't stay because there are things here that just are not working. For me, they're not working."
Skywalker: "Things have not been perfect by any means, but that's no reason for you to leave. There could be adjustments. We can fix things."
Horn: "I don't think you can."
Skywalker: "Give me an example."
Horn: "It's a lot of things. Just the way you run this place. If it weren't for the bugs, the monsters and the Dark Lords of the Sith, this place would be a holiday resort. I've had more challenges learning how to eat Twi'lek food."
Skywalker: "How can you say that?"
Horn: "I've been through a training academy, remember? I recall having my life radically altered. A training camp breaks you down and rebuilds you into the person the organization wants you to be."
Skywalker: "I don't want to be turning out Jedi clones."
Horn: "You're missing the point. Training academies don't turn out clones. They don't erase the personality of the people they're dealing with, they merely make sure that individual is prepared to handle all of the challenges their new job will thrust at them. While we did manage to deal with Exar Kun, we could have done things more efficiently and more effectively had we been a team before that, not becoming one because of it."
Skywalker: "I understand what you are telling me. There certainly is room for change. I can look at the CorSec Academy and see if there are things we need to adapt. You can help me do that."
Horn: "You can get New Republic Armed Forces drill instructors to do that sort of stuff. The fact is, I can't remain here with Kyp."
Skywalker: "He's changed, Keiran, changed a lot."
Horn: "I don't doubt it. Murdering billions will do that to a fellow. I know the New Republic turned him over to you for judgment and he passed some sort of test…"
Skywalker: "Yes. I took him to Exar Kun's temple…."
Horn: "You what? You took him back to that Sith stronghold?"
Skywalker: "In that domain of evil he was able to come to grips with his dark side. He has been able to lay his past behind him."
Horn: "And that's it?!"
Skywalker: "No, he further atoned by helping to destroy the Sun Crusher. He almost died doing that."
Horn: "I'm sure it was harrowing for him, but I have a hard time with someone who destroyed star systems being made a Jedi Knight and held up as an example to the people of the New Republic."
Skywalker: "Don't you believe he could be redeemed? Don't you believe it is possible for people to learn their lessons and refrain from evil in the future?"
Horn: "Sure. I believed that of many of the criminals I arrested with CorSec, but that doesn't mean I think they should be released from Kessel before their sentences are up."
Skywalker: "Compassion is a Jedi's strength."
Horn: "And how compassionate is it to the friends and relatives of Kyp's victims to see him free and exalted?"
Skywalker: "The blood of millions is on my hands, too. The crew of the Death Star. The people slain while I served the Emperor reborn."
Horn: "The Death Star was a military installation and self-defense, pure and simple. While you served the Emperor, yes, people did die—but you sabotaged the Imperial effort, saving the lives of many more than you killed. In a time when all choices are evil, choosing the least of the evils is a virtue. Punishment for a crime serves a multitude of purposes. It proves there is a consequence for violating the social contract that binds us all. It serves as a deterrent to others who contemplate committing such acts. Lastly, and most important here, is that the infliction of just punishment establishes and sustains the moral authority of a group. In trying to reestablish the Jedi Knights, this is important."
Skywalker: "And I think it is just as important to show that evil can be forgiven, amends can be made. I think you also need to remember Kyp was under Exar Kun's control when he committed his crimes."
Horn: "I don't believe it. Under his influence, perhaps, but not under his control."
Skywalker: "How can you say that?"
Horn: "It's simple. If Kyp had been under Exar Kun's control, you'd be dead."
Skywalker: "What?"
Horn: "Think about it, Master Skywalker. Kun uses Kyp to force you out of your body, then spends the next ten days trying to get someone else to kill you? He uses ancient monsters and poor old Streen to get the job done, when all he needed to do was have Kyp strap your body to the Sun Crusher and fly on out into space. Or, to make it simpler, though messier, Kyp just parks the Sun Crusher on your unconscious form. Why didn't that happen? Because Kyp didn't want to kill you. You weren't his enemy, only Exar Kun's enemy. Kyp wouldn't have attacked you except that you would have stopped him from taking the Sun Crusher out and killing Imps."
Skywalker: "No, that's not possible. I think your time with CorSec has made you too suspicious. You think too much about this stuff."
Horn: "Oh? I think, sometimes, you don't think enough, Master Skywalker."
Skywalker: "Really? Would you care to enlighten me?"
Horn: "You don't want me to do this."
Skywalker: "No, please."
Horn: "You're the Jedi Master. You know better than I what you're doing."
Skywalker: "Tell me what you think, tell me where you think I am going wrong."
Horn: "Okay. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Yoda both knew your father had been Anakin Skywalker, and had become Darth Vader. You and your sister were separated at birth and hidden away from him to keep you safe, correct? Then how is it that you were brought to live on Tatooine? Wasn't that Obi-Wan Kenobi's homeworld? You were allowed to live under the name Skywalker. Did they expect Vader's people would overlook such a reference? And weren't you trying to get into the Imperial Academy at Carida? Wouldn't Vader's people notice that name on your application?"
Skywalker: "Are you trying to say they were using me as bait to lure Vader into a trap where Obi-Wan could confront him?"
Horn: "I don't know, but from a certain point of view, that could appear to be the truth, couldn't it? Or it could be something as benign as wanting you to grow up with the Skywalker name to provide you with greater motivation to want to redeem it. And they could have had you on Tatooine so there was a logical reason why traces of Obi-Wan's presence would be detected there—where he once lived—in case your guardian's attempts to keep himself hidden failed somehow. I do think, however, your education has channeled your thinking into certain pathways, just as you suspect my training has done with mine."
Skywalker: "Such as?"
Horn: "You see everything in black and white—cleanly defined absolutes. I think, whatever they had intended at first, Obi-Wan and Yoda decided they needed to shape you into a weapon they could use against Vader and the Emperor. Why didn't they tell you Vader was your father? They knew, as an orphan, you wanted to know who your father was. They didn't let you see him that way so you would not be vulnerable. When he told you who he was, he blunted their strategy, but he didn't count on your strength. You saw his admission to you as a covert cry for help, a bid for salvation. From what you've said, your mentors doubted it, as did the Emperor. You fooled them all and succeeded. Now you've turned that success into a validation of everything you were taught, even though what you were taught doesn't support the results you got."
Skywalker: "You do not think there is only light and dark? If you leave here with that thought in your mind, you will be vulnerable to the dark side. You will be seduced by it."
Horn: "I've nothing to fear from the dark side."
Skywalker: "You're as good as lost to it, then. You know nothing of its power, its draw. You know nothing of its temptations."
Horn: "No, Master Skywalker, you know nothing of what I have been through in my life. I've been eyeball to eyeball with the dark side more than you will ever know. You stand back and see good and evil on grand and cosmic scale, but I've been right down there, right at the point where light meets dark. I know that border intimately and while I've toed the terminator line, I've not strayed as much as a micron over it. I've been called out to a domestic disturbance and walked into an apartment where the woman of the house is lying there on the floor, in a pool of blood and vomit. Her nose has been pulverized. Her eyes have been blacked and are swollen shut. Her throat has bruises that show a hand and fingers, and fading bruises cover the rest of her body. Standing over her are two teary-eyed toddlers the age of your niece and nephew. And lying there, on the couch a room away, is her glitbiting husband, his fists still raw and bloody from the beating, his clothes spattered with her blood. His snores are enough to cover her sobs. I've seen that and had every fiber of my being wanting me to give that animal the rudest wake-up he's ever had. I've wanted to beat him so badly he'd look like a rancor's chew-toy, but I didn't. I pulled back. I've walked into a warehouse and arrested a spicelord in his office. He opened a case and it had over a million credits in it. A million—more money than I'll ever see in my lifetime. It was mine, he said, if I'd just take it and walk away. No one would ever know. But I'd know, and I didn't do it. My father died in my arms, his life leaking out of him. I had no good-bye. I had no chance to tell him I loved him. I had to hold him, feeling his life fade, hoping for a response, anything to let me know I'd not failed him, and I didn't get it. I went out and I found the bounty hunter scum that killed my father, and I arrested him. There wasn't a person in CorSec that would have whispered in protest if I'd shot him resisting arrest. I could have marched Bossk into One CorSec Plaza, right there in the lobby, and blown his head off in front of hundreds of witnesses, and they'd have all said the prisoner was escaping and a threat to others. I could have killed him, I could have avenged my father, and I didn't. And when our Imp liaison officer let Bossk go, I didn't hunt either one down. I don't know if you think that makes me weak or just stupid. Maybe by not taking revenge I can't be the kind of Jedi you want, maybe by not having wallowed in the dark side and returning you can't be certain of me. I don't know, but don't tell me I don't know the dark side, that I don't know its temptations. I've been there, and I've walked away."
Skywalker: "I don't think you are weak or stupid. I think you will make a fine Jedi Knight. I am concerned, though, that you think I'm an incompetent idiot. You don't like how I run the academy, my choices concerning other students and my view of the way the universe works."
Horn: "No, I just don't think those things work for me. Couple of points here. You were trained to be a Jedi Knight, and you have become a Jedi Master. I accept that and respect you for all you've been through and learned. What you've done I never could do. Despite all that, there's no guarantee you're going to be an ace at teaching, especially the first time out. That said, you've done a fine job with the majority of the students. Even tossing Gantoris, me, Mara, Cilghal and Kyp into the mix, your first class only has three failures out of fifteen. That's only a twenty percent failure rate, and I don't think Mara was really a failure. Me, neither. As for what I said, that's just one opinion. As we used to say in CorSec, if one guy calls you a Hutt, ignore him. If a second calls you a Hutt, begin to wonder. If a third calls you a Hurt, buy a drool bucket and start stockpiling spice."
Skywalker: "You really are going to leave?"
Horn: "I have to. You told me, Tionne has told me and even the Holocron told me about how the Corellian Jedi tradition was different from other traditions. We have the Jedi credits and tended to keep more to our home system. You invited me here to bring part of that tradition with me, but I'm not truly following it unless I head out and discover more about it myself."
Skywalker: "I am still concerned about you and your development. There are things, in the future, challenges you will face…."
Horn: "I know. I can only face them as I find them."
—Corran Horn and Luke Skywalker^[src]

"Good to see you again, Corran Horn. It's time this Invid business is ended once and for all."

―Corran Horn^[src]

Spart: "We're going to try to outrun an Imperial Star Destroyer?"

Horn: "That a problem for you?"

Spart: "Well, it won't be easy."

Horn: "Yeah, well, if it was easy, it wouldn't be worth doing."

―Keevy Spart and Corran Horn^[src]

"If I can get it without blood, I think it's better. If that's not thinking that's welcome here, I can just take my shuttle and leave."
"No, no need for that. That kind of thinking is more than welcome here. You're one of us now, Idanian, one of the Invids. Let's hope more of you rubs off on us than the other way around."

―Corran Horn and Jacob Nive^[src]

Tavira: "So, you forced me to destroy my diversion, leaving me with the need for a replacement. I think I will have you become my new diversion."

Horn: "I won't be diverting anyone for days."

Tavira: "And you will want to use those days to figure out how to escape me, won't you? I know your tragic tale of a lover lost and your revenge plotted. I know what you desire. I am not a stupid woman. I could compel your attendance by my side by simply threatening to have the Survivors wiped out. I could threaten your servant here, and you would do what I want, but that is not enough. So, this is what I tell you, Jenos Idanian. You know you want me, and you know I want you. I know you want to destroy the Tinta line and reclaim the lover denied to you. I will even allow you to do that, putting the Invidious and all my resources at your disposal. All you have to do is to agree to come to me of your own free will. You will enjoy my company—and I assure you that you will very much enjoy it. You will come here, to the Invidious, and I will make you my consort. Through me, your goals will be accomplished."

— Leonia Tavira and Corran Horn^[src]

A'Kla: "If the wind no longer calls to you, it is time to see if you have forgotten your name."

Horn: "You're right. I no longer know who I am."

A'Kla: "Then I would suggest it is time you begin to remember."

Horn: "Easier said than done."

A'Kla: "Not at all. Start from where you are and trace your steps backward until you recognize the last place you knew yourself."

— Elegos A'Kla and Corran Horn^[src]

Horn: "It all comes down to the nature of evil, doesn't it? Evil is selfishness, while good is selfless. If I take an action that benefits me, only me, and hurts others, I am evil. If I do what must be done to prevent harm to others, if I become the buffer between them and evil, then my actions will be good."

A'Kla: "Your intentions will be good. Without consideration and forethought, however, your actions could still be evil. That is the problem, of course, evil is always easy, and resisting it is never so. Evil is relentless; and anyone, if they tire, if they are not vigilant, can fall prey to it."

Horn: "And there are situations where opposing evil may result in harm coming to the innocent."

A'Kla: "It does happen, yes. Life is not without pain, but life concerns itself with how we handle that pain, or joy, or confusion or triumph. Life is more than time passing before death, it is the sum and total of all we make of it. Decisions may not be easy, but many is the time when not making a decision, not taking an action is worse than a poor decision. Evil flourishes where it is not opposed, and those who are able to oppose it must to protect those who cannot protect themselves."

―Corran Horn and Elegos A'Kla^[src]

"We've got a month. In that time, I intend to become her worst nightmare."

―Corran Horn, to Elegos A'Kla, discussing Leonia Tavira^[src]

"It is enough that I am known to be here. Just tell them that doom has come to Courkrus. Their victims will be avenged, and those who fear justice will never sleep securely here again."

―Corran Horn, to a woman he had saved^[src]

A'Kla: "A lot of people saw a vision they hoped never to see tonight and are even now contemplating whether or not they want to stay in a place where they might get to see it again."

Horn: "And you don't mean those two women, right?"

A'Kla: "Not exclusively, no. Your work is done for this night, but its repercussions will go on for a good long time."

— Elegos A'Kla and Corran Horn^[src]

Horn: "Elegos, I was a cop and a fighter pilot. Being wrong just doesn't come with the package."

A'Kla: "But you are a Jedi Knight now."

Horn: "You're right, I'm a Jedi Knight. I was wrong, very wrong, and damn lucky to get out of there alive."

A'Kla: "Not lucky, just strong in the Force. You protected others and thereby were preserved yourself. Never forget that fact."

―Corran Horn and Elegos A'Kla^[src]

"I owe you an apology, by the way. I never put aside my expectations for the academy, so I never really gave you a

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[edit] Side Trip

[edit] X-wing Rogue Squadron: Family Ties

[edit] Missed Chance

[edit] X-wing: Rogue Squadron

[edit] X-wing: Wedge's Gamble

[edit] X-wing: The Krytos Trap

[edit] X-wing: The Bacta War

[edit] X-wing: Iron Fist

[edit] X-wing: Solo Command

[edit] X-wing: Isard's Revenge

[edit] I, Jedi