"Love doesn't lead to the dark side. Passion can lead to rage and fear, and can be controlled, but passion is not the same thing as love. Controlling your passions while being in love, that's what they should teach you to beware, but love itself will save, not condemn you."

―Jolee Bindo^[src]

"…Sometimes swirling Force is just swirling Force. It gets all us old Jedi excited at our age so we go 'Oooo, destiny!'"

―Jolee Bindo^[src]

"I'm old, dammit. I'm allowed to be enigmatic when I want to be!"

―Jolee Bindo^[src]

"You know what I hate? Well, lots of things, actually. But I'm old, and easily annoyed."

―Jolee Bindo^[src]

Jolee Bindo: "You know, you remind me of someone I used to know. Promising young man, great destiny. Breath like a bantha."

Revan: "Did you annoy this person endlessly too?"

―Jolee Bindo and Revan^[src]

Lashowe: "Do you know how many Sith there are on this planet?"

Jolee Bindo: "Twelve! No, wait! Thirteen!"

Lashowe: "Canderous Ordo"

Jolee Bindo: "Nice one, old man."

Lashowe: "Thank you. It takes effort to be properly irreverent at my age."

—Lashowe, Canderous Ordo, and Jolee Bindo^[src]

"My hearing's not so good. I'm just pleased my nice master doesn't beat me so much anymore, yes sir."

―Jolee Bindo, pretending to be Revan's slave on Korriban^[src]

"Nice…nice…nice…nice…Should we next find some insects to pull the legs off? Sounds fun doesn't it?"

―A non-cannoical quote from Jolee Bindo to a dark side Revan^[src]

Leia: "I invited him. Just now. Otherwise, he would have gone off to the Temple, been alone in whatever tiny chamber they gave him, been eating bland Jedi cafeteria food, all alone-"

Han: "While rain poured on his head wherever he moved and sad synthesized music filled the hallways."

―Leia Organa Solo and Han Solo, discussing Zekk's invitation to the family dinner party^[src]

"The old system is dead, senator. You would be wise to subscribe to the new one."

―Darth Vader^[src]

Jusik: "Any sign of what killed him, Scorch?"

Scorch: "Let's ask Sev. He's a dead-body-ologist."

Sev: "(arm falls off body) Yep, he's dead all right. "

Scorch: "Sure you don't want a second opinion, Doc? "

—Bardan Jusik, RC-1262, and RC-1207^[src]

"No, no, I'm sorry, sir, I'll continue to look around. Alpha 956, out. Stupid know-it-all officer. How about you get into this armor and try to see out of this damn helmet? Then I'll sit around in my comfy office and tell you how dumb and incompetent you are!"

―Alpha-956^[src]

"What's one of the first things you learned in training to be a Jedi?"
"Don't cut off your own head with your lightsaber."
"After that."
"Your eyes can deceive you. Be mindful of your feelings. Girls are fun but dangerous. Lando has extra cards up his sleeve."
"Well, the truth is in there somewhere..."

―Luke Skywalker and Ben Skywalker having a family discussion^[src]

Lando: "Let me guess. You took it upon yourself to link yourself to the Upper Bloovatavian Historical Reference Data Bank and download her entire life story into that rusty tin head of yours."

C-3PO: "I am not familiar with Upper Bloovatavia, Captain Calrissian. However, the material on Gaeriel Captison was readily available in the Diplomatic Archives of Coruscant University. I might add that there was no tin at all used in the construction of my head, and, furthermore, tin does not rust."

Lando: "Luke, would it really bother you that much if I put just a few blaster holes in him?"

—Lando Calrissian and C-3P0^[src]

Elan: "You wanna buy some death sticks?"

Obi-Wan: "You don't want to sell me death sticks."

Elan: "Uh, I don't wanna sell you deathsticks."

Obi-Wan: "You want to go home and rethink your life."

Elan: "I wanna go home and rethink my life."

—Elan Sleazebaggano and Obi-Wan Kenobi^[src]

"We're choosing new names?"
"No."
"Oh. That's sad. I was looking forward to being Sparky."
"Sound's like a name for a monkey-lizard."
"And you could be Grand Master Whango Mittphool"
"Not in this lifetime."

―Ben Skywalker and Luke Skywalker discussing their "renaming" ceremony^[src]

Man: "Montross! I can pay you double! Triple! Please! Please, don't kill me! I'm worth more alive!"

Montross: "You're worth enough dead."

―A wanted man and Montross^[src]

HK-47: "Conclusion: You speak the truth. This discovery is also causing me some degree of anger. And humilation."

Exile: "Are you alright?"

HK-47: "HK-47"

Exile: "Mockery: 'Am I all right?' Oh, yes, master, why, I am fine. Statement: I mean, I have only just been re-activated, only to find out there are sub-standard duplicates of me running all over the galaxy, corroding my good name. But if they are, in fact, hunting you, then I look forward to the opportunity to meet these units – and educate them in proper assassination protocols."

―HK-47, expressing distress at the Exile's claims, and confirmation, of the HK-50s' copycat use in the galaxy^[src]

"Statement: Now do you understand the travails of my existence, master? Surely it does not compare to your existence, but still…"
"I survive. Somehow."
"Commentary: As do I. It is our lot in life, I suppose, master. Shall we find something to kill to cheer ourselves up?"

―HK-47 and Revan about how organics can live with their physical structure.^[src]

"Indeed, I am most eager to engage in some unadulterated violence. At your command, of course, master."

―HK-47^[src]

"Can I crush his neck now, master? Just a little? It's been a long time fantasy of mine..."

―HK-47^[src]

"Translation: 98% probability that members of the miniature organic's tribe are being held by Sand People, master. Doubtless he wishes assistance. ... Translation: 2% probability that the miniature organic is simply looking for trouble and needs to be blasted. That may be wishful thinking on my part, master."

―HK-47's 'wishful thinking' translation of Iziz's plea for help^[src]

"Retraction: Did I say that out loud? While it is true you are a meatbag, I should refrain from addressing you as such."

―HK-47^[src]

"Explanation: It's just that... you have all these squishy parts, master. And all that water! How the constant sloshing doesn't drive you mad, I have no idea...""

―HK-47 calls Revan a meatbag^[src]

Revan: "Why would you be better than an armored battle droid?"

HK-47: "Disclosure: Finesse. Battle droids hold battlefields. I am capable of eliminating a very... specific type of target."

Revan: "You are beginning to sound like an assassin."

—Revan debates purchasing HK-47^[src]

Jolee: "Why not just shoot them where they stand? It would at least be more direct."

HK-47: "Observation: Yes, very efficient. It is what I would do."

Jolee: "Of course that's what *you* would do."

—On Mekel's Sith hopefuls^[src]

HK-47: "Answer: Simply that the distinction between 'killer' and 'killee' be a clear one. I cannot kill of my own volition, naturally."

Revan: "I don't think 'killee' is a word."

HK-47: "Expletive: Damn it, master, I am an assassination droid... not a dictionary!"

—HK-47 and Revan^[src]

"Commentary: How would you like to be the wholly-owned servant to an organic meatbag? It's demeaning! If, uh, you weren't one yourself, I mean..."

―HK-47^[src]

"Translation: He requires proof of good faith. We must make a contribution to his people that shows we are not a threat. Shall I blast him now, master?"

―HK-47 in regards to the Sand People chieftain^[src]

"Advisory: It is not possible to destroy the master. It is suggested that you run while my blaster warms up, meatbags."

―HK-47^[src]

"Objection: I am not a problem, meatbag. You and your lack of any organized repair skills are a problem."

―HK-47^[src]

HK-47: "Query: Would you rather be caught with contraband that is 'very' illegal, or just a little illegal?"

Revan: "What's the difference?"

HK-47: "About twenty years, master."

—HK-47^[src]

"Commentary: The meatbag speaks without clarity. Detail your involvement or the master will splatter your organs all over the floor.""

―HK-47^[src]

"I would have congratulated him, if he had not been sizzling and incoherent at the time. If you will excuse me, I will meditate on the face of my old master as he was being electrocuted. I find it most soothing.""

―HK-47^[src]

"Statement: Just a simple droid, here, ma'am. Nothing to see. Move along."

―A less-than-truthful HK-47 to Yuthura Ban^[src]

"As you say Master. Would you prefer me to call you something else? Perhaps liquidous fleshbag?"

―HK-47^[src]

"I think he is making fun of you, master. Shall I proceed with wasting the meatbag?"

―HK-47^[src]

"It is quite possible that tampering has simply erased my core permanently. If that is so, a meatbag will surely pay!"

―HK-47^[src]

"Aaugh! What are you doing, master? Remove the arc wrench! Remove the arc wrench! Medic!"

―HK-47 after a failed attempt by Revan to repair him^[src]

"Please, master. I need those circuits, master. Do not destroy my chips out of frustration!"

―HK-47 after a failed attempt by Revan to repair him^[src]

"That is not it, master. No, that is not it either. *Sigh* that is a hinge, master."

―HK-47 after a failed attempt by Revan to repair him^[src]

"I will do anything you command master. Even if it means... being *gulp* non-violent."

―HK-47^[src]

"Warning: Touch the master's blade and lose an arm, meatbag!"

―HK-47^[src]

"You are a very harsh master, Master. I like you."

―HK-47^[src]

"I therefore make no claim to that designation, prospective buyer. I am a law-abiding droid. Yes, indeed, law-abiding, that's me!"

―HK-47 sells himself^[src]

"Observation: I am a droid, master, with programming. Even if I did not enjoy killing, I would have no choice. Thankfully, I enjoy it very much."

―HK-47^[src]

"Commentary: Your former pupil is efficient and brutal, even for an organic. I rather liked him when you first introduced me to him. If I had known what he would do to you, master, I would have gladly removed his entrails, right then!"

―HK-47 on Darth Malak^[src]

HK-47: "Your pupil once asked me what I thought of him and I informed him of his meatbag status. He was unimpressed, but you thought the reference was humorous. You programmed me to continue using that reference. It drove your pupil to extreme lengths of frustration."

Revan: "So Malak was the original meatbag. I like it."

HK-47: "Of course you do, master. You liked it then as well."

—HK-47 describes Malak to Revan after the latter's identity is revealed^[src]

"Query: Is there someone that you need killed, master?"

―HK-47's standard greeting to the Jedi Exile^[src]

"Malachor V was an impressive act of destruction, but its impact on the lives of others in the galaxy was far more extreme. I mean, master, you brought about the death of the Mandalorian race. I doubt they realize it yet, but you dealt them a blow from which they will never recover."

―HK-47 to the Jedi Exile^[src]

"Statement: HK-47 is ready to serve, master. Observation: Notice that I did not ask if you need anyone killed. You may be curious as to why. Answer: That is because you told me to stop asking if you needed anyone killed. So I have. From now on, I will simply say, "I am ready to serve." Yes, ready to serve. In whatever way a common protocol or utility droid might serve. It seems that is my lot in life. Not to kill."

―HK-47^[src]

"Statement: Apathy is death."

―A vision of HK-47 on Korriban — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Twi'lek Metaphor: It seems like they are attracted to you like krek beetles during the Bright Land seasons."

―HK-47 in regards to the inordinate number of beings who want to kill the Jedi Exile^[src]

"Answer: Assassination protocols? As in the premeditated killing of another for personal or economic gain? Surely master is joking with his humble, peace-loving droid. I exist only to serve and learn how to serve meatbags."

―HK-47, after the Exile installs the Protocol Pacifist Package^[src]

"Answer: Oh, master, I could not allow myself to harm another. What if they have families? Or children? We must always think of the children. The littlest ones always suffer in war."

―HK-47, after the Exile installs the Protocol Pacifist Package^[src]

"That was a close one - I almost surrendered completely to peace and pacifism - how repugnant. Conclusion: Still there was a brief moment where I felt like I almost understood why some meatbags choose peace and friendship over a high-powered blaster carbine. Query: Now, are there any other horrors you wish to try and insert in my system, or is your electronic butchery done?"

―HK-47, after the Exile has removed the Protocol Pacifist Package^[src]

"Recitation: Yes, as I said, I am an assassin droid. It is my primary function to burn holes through meatbags that you wish removed from the galaxy... Master. Oh, how I hate that term."

―HK-47 details his functionality — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Statement: Oh, yes. My master had quite the collection of tortured individuals that seemed unable to confront their basic personality conflicts. Let me cite some specific examples. [impersonates Carth Onasi] Mockery: "Oh, master, I do not trust you! I cannot trust you or anyone ever again!" [impersonates Bastila Shan] Mockery: "Oh, master, I love you but I hate everything you stand for, but I think we should go press our slimy, mucus-covered lips together in the cargo hold!" Conclusion: Such pheromone-driven Human responses never cease to decrease the charge in my capacitors and make me wish I could press a blaster pistol to my behavior core and pull the trigger. I am pleased that this does not seem to be the case with your current entourage."

―HK-47 describes his prior owner^[src]

"Answer: My 'feelings' on the matter are something that I feel I must put in proper context - in a way that even a meatbag such as yourself could easily comprehend. Theory: Imagine, if you will, that you are unique. The pinnacle of an exiled, cast-out Jedi who can't even use the Force. Imagine that no one has sunk lower than you. That you are truly the most miserable example of a Jedi ever. Continuation: Now that you have that image, imagine this - someone clones you. Badly, I might add. They make the clones talk differently, rob you of any shred of personality, and take your Jedi Code and adjust it so that it is not really the Jedi Code anymore. They even change your pigmentation to a rather poor shade of durasteel, rather than the proper rusty red that inspires fear in targets. And of course, they refer to meatbags as 'organics'. Unacceptable."

―HK-47 on his inferior duplicates^[src]

"Clarification: 'Anger' would be an understatement for the heat that builds up in my behavior core when these cheap imitations make their presence felt throughout the galaxy."

―HK-47, about the HK-50s — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Answer: Oh, that is impossible, master. If I were out to kill you we would not be speaking."

―HK-47 — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Statement: Oh, do shut up, you beeping little trash compactor."

―HK-47 to T3-M4^[src]

"There is a faction of meatbags called the Sith. They want what any rational meatbag would want - the power to assassinate anyone they choose at any time."

―HK-47 about the Sith^[src]

"It is evident that the Sith would very much like to assassinate all the Jedi. Which is somewhat the equivalent of cultural suicide, since some Sith are Jedi or were Jedi. It is much like the circumstance I find myself in now. How do you kill such an integral part of yourself over such ethical differences?"

―HK-47^[src]

"Pain is really the only reliable means by which truth may be obtained. Or so I choose to believe."

―HK-47^[src]

"Besides master, quite frankly, the Gu-vandi and L'Xing needed a good war. They were races that relied more on words than actions, and a good, brisk killing woke them from their torpid state."

―HK-47 in regards to the war on Praven Prime — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Mockery: Am I all right? Oh yes master, why I am fine. Statement: I mean, I have only just been re-activated, only to find that there are sub-standard duplicates of me running all over the galaxy, corroding my good name!"

―HK-47 upon being reactivated by the Exile — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Definition: 'Love' is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope. Statement: This definition, I am told, is subject to interpretation. Obviously, love is a matter of odds. Not many meatbags could make such a shot, and fewer would derive love from it. Yet for me, love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticle, and together, achieving a singular purpose, against statistically long odds."

―HK-47 describes his views on love^[src]

"Statement: Master, I am no behavior droid but it is obvious to me that you have serious ethical problems that will need to be treated at some point."

―HK-47 on the Exile's refusal to torture him — Listen (file info)^[src]

"Statement: Even a droid is allowed some fun once in a while, master."

―HK-47^[src]

"Statement: Just when I believe my photoreceptors have recorded the last potential aspect of your cruelty to my memory core, you commit a new atrocity that leaves me analyzing its impact for days."

―HK-47 to a dark-sided Exile^[src]

"You are like a delightful random cruelty generator, master, poisoning all you touch with your presence. You are a testament to all organic meatbags everywhere."

―HK-47 to a dark-sided Exile^[src]

"Statement: I have already learned a great deal, master, and I am anxious to learn more of lying, betrayal, and new ways to harm innocents."

―HK-47 to a dark-sided Exile^[src]

Mira: "Would you please shut him down? He's been like that ever since he arrived. 'Here's how to kill this, here's how to kill that'..."

HK-47: "Correction: Assassination theory and the execution of said theories is my primary function. I also possess excellent hearing."

―Mira and HK-47^[src]

"I did not ask for your input, fat one."

―HK-47 to G0-T0^[src]

"Query: What is it that you wish, fat one?"

―HK-47 to G0-T0^[src]

"Statement: If I require a similar diagnostic in the future, I shall seek out the Iridonian."

―HK-47 to G0-T0^[src]

"And while I find this small droid annoying in the extreme, I find my urge to shoot you takes a higher priority.""

―HK-47 to G0-T0 at Malachor V^[src]

"Answer: Select grenades, sonic screamers, cluster rockets, and plasma charges. Mines are also effective, since many Jedi will run to meet you in hand to hand combat. Silly Jedi."

―HK-47 to the Exile on how to kill Jedi^[src]

"Never figured I rated high enough for the Emperor to notice. I'm just a guy making a living–your no-fly zones always got in the way."

―Nas Ghent^[src]

"Sienar Systems' basic TIE Fighter—a commodity which, after hydrogen and stupidity, was the most plentiful in the galaxy."

―Corran Horn^[src]

GM: "Jedi is your character class. You're sort of warriors with arcane abilities—"

Qui-Gon: "Like fighter/mages?"
GM: "—fighting for justice."
Obi-Wan: "Ah, paladins."
GM: "No. You draw upon the power of the Force—"
Qui-Gon: "The Force?"
GM: "The Force is an energy field—"
Obi-Wan: "Energy? But energy is force times distance."
Qui-Gon: "And 'power of the force' would be distance times the derivative with respect to time."
GM: <sigh> "You're monks."
Qui-Gon: "Got it."
Obi-Wan: "But monks can't wield—"
Qui-Gon: "Shut up. He'll take away our laser swords!"

―Star Wars gaming session role-played in Darths & Droids^[src]

"Qui-Gon: Hey Obi-Wan, when we land, you stay put and I'll find you."
"Obi-Wan: Okay."
"GM: You're in different ships; he can't hear you."
"Qui-Gon: HEY OBI-WAN! WHEN WE—""
"GM: No."

―Star Wars gaming session role-played in Darths & Droids^[[src]]

Mudlath: "Now, you should admit it: you are here engaged in some military action against the Yuuzhan Vong, knowing full well that any action you take could embroil the people of this peaceful world in your destructive war." "

Han Solo: "Isn't destructive war kind of redundant? Until I see a constructive war, or even a giggly war, I have to think so."

―Captain Mudlath, attempting to interrogate Han Solo^[src]

Mara: "The Emperor would have considered you a sentimental fool who deserved to die."

Corran: "I'll remember that next time I dance on his grave."

―Mara Jade and Corran Horn^[src]

Security officer: "Han Solo, Leia Organa Solo, you are charged with falsification of identification, smuggling, entering Aphran space on false pretenses, and crimes against the state."

Han Solo: "Is that all? That's only a couple of hours' worth of crimes."

―Aphran security, arresting Han Solo and Leia Organa Solo^[src]

""I must also regretfully inform you that the very popular image of the effulgent Thurm Loogg dressed as a Twi'lek dancing girl is not authentic. While the ceremonial lekku attached to my head are, in fact, ceremonial lekku attached to my head, it is the case that my head was removed from my body and attached to the body of a lithe young Twi'lek.

"Only in the picture, of course! It would be very uncomfortable, not to mention medically impossible, to actually remove my head and place it on another body. But what a laugh I had when I saw the picture for the first time! I must have laughed for minutes and minutes at the wonderful ingenuity of the people of Cularin. If only you spent as much time planning how to defend yourselves from invaders as you do playing with images of your friends from the Cartel, you might not get invaded so much.""

―Thurm Loogg^[src]

Zayne: "Wait a minute. You stole that ship?"

Gryph: "Me? Steal a ship? What kind of person do you think I am? I hired someone to steal a ship."

―Zayne Carrick and Marn Hierogryph, on Ralltiir^[src]

"A knife never runs out of ammunition"

―Myneyrshi saying^[src]

"Lieutenant, you're out of uniform. And you know, wearing an Ewok as a swimsuit is a felony on some worlds."

―Wedge Antilles, to Wes Janson, who has just walked in stark naked, covered in Ewok food and holding a stuffed Ewok between his legs^[src]