Palpy: I think I'll get a face-lift! I look so old!
C-3PO: Yes, let's go full speed and attack that Star Destroyer!
Han: Threepio, tell me the odds.
Han: Thank you, Threepio. That's the most insightful observation I've ever heard.
Vader (to Han): If you don't have my daughter home by 0100, I will staple you to the living-room wall.
Boba Fett: Would somebody just give me a hug?
Vader: Maury, I don't think Luke is my son. I want a paternity test.
Jabba: Stick a girl in a metal bikini? That's not only degrading, but it's also bound to be uncomfortable.
Fett: You're my best friend, Han. Like a brother to me.
Yoda: When 900 years old you reach, wear depends, you will.
Palpatine: If by some chance I am destroyed, I shall place my essence into this ring.
Mon Mothma: Many Bothans died to bring us tonight's dinner specials.
Mon Mothma: Many Bothans died to bring us today's smashball doubleheader.
Mon Mothma: Many Bothans died to bring us this 50%-off sale.
Luke: *holds out a beer* Return to the lite side, Father.
Palps: *tries to Force-lightning Luke, but all that comes out is static* Vader, you forgot to plug me in, you big good-for-nothing!
Han: Chewie, I apologize for calling you a furball and all those other demeaning names. Let's go talk about our feelings.
Wedge: Guys, I really don't think Rogue Squadron will be able to handle these TIE fighters. Let's just go home and have some cookies and milk. Okay?
Han: Yeah, you can take the Falcon for a spin, Threepio.
Anyone: Have some roasted ewok. It tastes just like chicken.
Leia: Han, you said you put that in the trash compacter!
Han: *holding out Leia�s slave bikini* Please, honey!
Artoo: Hi, guys! I can actually speak Basic! I just like giving you guys translating difficulties, so that you have to get annoyed by Threepio!
Erisi Dlarit: Corran? Yuck! You can take him, Mirax.
Wes Janson: Ewok jokes, Hobbie? Oh, grow up. Ewok jokes are for kids.
Wedge: *leans in close* Don't tell anybody this, but I am Force-sensitive. Y'see, Mom hooked up with this young Jedi during the Clone Wars, some guy name Ana-something or other. Don't tell anyone, though. Ruins the image.
Any woman of Dathomir: Let's date for a while before marrying.
Thrawn: Art? You want me to ponder over art? No way. Let's order in pizza, Pelly, and have a guys night in! YEAH! Drinks are on me!
Thrawn: Strategy? What strategy? I threw a dart at the darn map and hoped for the best! I have no clue how these morons think!
Qwi Xux: I knew what I was doing all along.
Admiral Daala: Tarkin wasn't so great after all.
Leia: Let's forget the galaxy's troubles and take a vacation like everyone else! No, leave the datapads and comlinks here; we don't want to be disturbed on our time off.
Mara Jade: It's nice, but I'd rather have one in pink.
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