“[After a horrible, crazy speeder race by Bardan]“Thank you for flying Jedi Air.” Jusik grinned and shook their hands. “Have a nice afternoon.”“You’re all insane,” said Sev.”

“Scorch: "I think Sev might have an anger problem." Sev: "I think you have an intelligence problem.”

“Why should I cooperate with you now?”“Because you’re stuck in a ship with four creatively sadistic people who hate your grey guts, and maybe the Jedi and the strill aren’t that fond of you either, and all you’ve got are the clothes you stand in. See how long you last…”

“Any sign of what killed him, Scorch?""Let's ask Sev. He's a dead-body-ologist."[Sev examines the body and its arm falls off]"Yep, he's dead alright.”"Sure you don't want a second opinion, Doc?""Nah, I'm ready go out on a limb.”

“Your prowess with a lightsaber is childish vanity. Your physical Force powers are no more than a conjurer's trick, sleight of hand to dazzle the ordinary beings you should be serving. You profane these powers by using them as weapons in war. And you fail to grasp the single, simple, uncompromising duty of the true Jedi. The Jedi is the rock-lion at the gate who says, "I will defend these beings with my life, and that is the sum of me." Etain Tur-Mukan died to save one life, a man she did not even know, but felt compelled to save, and that is what made her stronger in the Force and a truer Jedi than any of you acrobats, tricksters, and specious, empty philosophers.”

“Darman: I want my HUD back. I want my enhanced view.Fi: But you get to wear face camo instead. Makes you feel wild and dangerous.Sev: I'm wild. And then I get dangerous. Shut up.Fi: Copy that. [exits Sev's comlink channel] Miserable di'kut.Scorch: Don't mind him. He'll be fine once he's killed something.”

“That’s the worst thing about having chakaare like us around. We just wander off, find someplace you don’t know about, and hole up in it and get into all sorts of mischief that you know nothing about. And then we bill you for it. Dreadful.”“Dreadful. Is this the kind of thing that CSF might notice?”“Were we to get out of hand, I imagine very senior officers in CSF might need to be reassured, but not by you.”“Dreadful. Hypothetically, anyway.”