Star Wars, 12/16

“I actually took a note!”

“What would stop them from building another one?”
“That seems fiscally irresponsible.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to hollow out a planet and arm that?”
“I’m really glad they’re not listening.”

“This coin is a tracker, this coin is a listening device, and this coin is a suppository.”

“So unless I can do this vampire-counting-rice on the wind style, I’d rather buy a scanner.”

“Look, when I astrogate, we won’t go where we wanted to go, but we will go where we need to go.”

“Wait. Master/mentor? Aren’t those the same guy…?”

“I don’t wanna go and then go, ‘I told you it’s back on the other planet, dipshit!'”

“That’s Bargain – I have Bargain. I don’t have any points in it, but it’s on the list.”

“Well, it’s always his plan to be the inside man by being captured, right?”
“That was one time! ONE TIME!”

“Tycho, Jedi cabbie.”

“I think the cantina theme would be – “
“‘La Cucaracha’ for Star Wars horns?”

“Wait until I fill the hidden compartments with booze. Wait until I install the hidden compartments…”

“That’s why the ‘I pee in it’ culture is better. We don’t lick pee.”

“I am not fond of planets where you can just randomly drown just by… being there. If I’m gonna drown, I want it to be a conscious decision.”

“I’m looking forward to things like this.”
“You mean like blurting out ‘the Jedi are on the way to the control room’ on an open comm…?”

“Carbonization?”
“Yeah. I was stopping to make sure I didn’t tell you it was fizzy.”

“I am the cheapest form of guided explosive! I have a very singular existence, and that’s to come right to you!”

“If she’s your father, things are very strange.”

“It’s not my fault your silly species keeps your genitals there!”

“Tycho life lessons: you need to drink more. Write that down.”

“She is a very dangerous prisoner. You will need to communicate with her appropriately that she needs to stop murdering my guards.”

“Are you playing with the dog or are you roleplaying not having a communicator?”