“People who wouldn't dream of drowning a puppy in a barrel full of water think nothing of killing a fish the same slow way.”

“Sitting back and not getting involved while people get killed in an endless cycle of wars doesn't count as not having blood on your hands.”

“Think of yourselves as a hand. Each of you is a finger, and without the others you're useless. Alone, a finger can't grasp, or control, or form a fist. You are nothing on your own, and everything together.”

“Your boys okay?”“Tired, edgy, but giving it all they’ve got. One of ‘em has sworn to get Vau, another is having a love affair with a woman he shouldn’t even look at, I’m collecting waifs and strays like an animal shelter, and we nearly killed a treasury agent. But if I told you the really bad stuff, you’d think I have problems.”

“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…”

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

“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.”