Lines You'll Never Hear

[HereticX]

Thrawn: *examines art* "Hmm...I think I can read this race...yes...they're rather unimaginative and stodgy...this should be an easy battle."
Aide: "*cough*Actually sir, that painting is from a time period a few decades before a major paradigm shift in their culture, as they entered into a sort of Renaissance, accelerating them into the Galactic stage, where they now support a thriving, vibrant and unique cult-AARGGHH!"
Thrawn: *to Noghri* "Thank you."  

[Sol Walker]

((no, I think we could espect that sort of thing from thrawn))
Pellaeon: Ive always wanted to be a TIE pilot.  

[HereticX]

Palpatine: "Can you hear me now?"
Clone: "Yes."
Palpatine: "Good. Execute Order 66."  

[Nospai Deathous]

((Cale, again, you inspired a series of thrawn things))

-Imperial propganda advertisement.-

Rebel tries to make a holonet call.

Like, 3 people come to surround him.

Rebel: Dammit! There's no one on this network!

Rebel walks out of Imperial Cingulactic Holo store in an imperial uniform and tries to make a call.

Like a billion imperial troops suddenly surround him.

Rebel Imperial officer: Kick-a**! Mom!

Catherine Zeta Jones: Join Imperial Cingulactic Holo service. You'll be backed by countless nameless soldiers like yourself. Individuality just screws you over when you want holo service.  

[Sol Walker]

((I just live to inspire))
Rukh: My lord, I will have to stop shadowing your every move and killing minions who disapoint you early tonight. I just started Ballet lessons.
Thrawn: where? at the rec centre?
Rukh: Yes. How did you know?
Thrawn: Because I am taking battle ax lessons there.  

[Missing00]

Obi: Mace, you one bad motha-
Ani: Shut yo mouth!
Obi: Im only talkin 'bout Windu.
Ani: I can dig it.  

[HereticX]

Mace Windu and Kit Fisto, at their aircar outside the Chancellor's Office...

Fisto: "So, he's a Sithlord?"
Windu: "Yeah."
Fisto: "And, there's like four guys in there. We need ******** poleblades. Is that counting him?"
Windu: "Don't know."
Fisto: "******** man...So, we could be going up against at least four or five guys?"
Windu: "Yeah."
Fisto: "We need ******** poleblades."



Palpatine: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I started with the best of intentions, I assure y-"
*Windu slices guard in half*
Windu: "I'm sorry, did I interrupt you? Did I interrupt you? Oh, you were finished? Well allow me to retort."  

[Nelowulf]

((Something to insult Mr. T...))

Thrawn: *gazes intently out on a space battle*
Officer1: Uh, Sir, the officers would like to point something out.
Thrawn: What is it?
Officer1: You're wearing no pants.
Thrawn: And you're not at your post.
Officer1: Oh, I get it. You're testing the officers.
Thrawn: No. I like the breeze between me legs.
Officer1: Well, I *suddenly gets shot by blasterfire*
Thrawn: Well, that and I'm testing the officers.  

[crimson omen]

I never wanted to be a bounty hunter. I always wanted to be... A LUMBERJACK!

-jango fett  

[Sol Walker]

(Heh. Arbiter, thats probably the smartest remark you've made to this day.)

(Scene: Boonta Eve Classic Podrace scene)
(Light goes green, all bodracers zoom ahead save for one that backs up right into the stands.)
(Anakin looks up sheepishly from cockpit)
Annie: whoops, had the silly thing in reverse!  

[HereticX]

Jabba: "What? Am I some kind of clown? Do I amuse you? Make you laugh?"



Windu: "Drat! I lost my lightsaber."
Trooper: "Well there's a lot of Jedi here, what's it look like?"
Windu: "It's the one that's got 'Bad ********' written on it."  

[Sol Walker]

ISD 1 Commander:"Fire Mrs. Nesbit!"  

[Nelowulf]

Jabba:
Storeowner: What do you wish to make a complaint about?
Jabba:
SO: No he's not.
Jabba:
SO: He's just resting.
Jabba:

*trap door opens up under store owner, who is fed to a rancor*

Jabba: *to audience*  

[Alianna Naviri]

Luke attempts to get Han to agree to join the rebellion.

Luke: Bravely bold Han Solo
Rode forth from Tatooine.
He was not afraid to die,
Oh brave Han Solo.
He was not at all afraid
To be atomized and flayed.
Brave, brave, brave, brave Han Solo.

He was not in the least bit scared
To be smashed into a pulp.
Or to have his eyes gouged out,
And his elbows broken.
To have his kneecaps split
And his body burned away,
And his limbs all hacked and mangled
Brave Han Solo.

His head smashed in
And his heart cut out
And his liver removed
And his bowls unplugged
And his nostrils raped
And his bottom burnt off
And his pen--

Han: "That's... that's enough, Luke."  

[HereticX]

Pellaeon: "This is no Star Destroyer, boy; no Star Destroyer."

Vader: "Let's just see; I'll test the reaction time of the Rebellion's brand new pilot."

Mace Windu: "Take that, you Feddie blaster-fodder!"