Cere Junda: Every Jedi faces the dark side. And it's very easy to fail.
Cal Kestis: You're still struggling with the dark side. Even after cutting yourself off from the Force.
Cere Junda: We will always struggle. But that is the test. It's the choice to keep fighting that makes us who we are.
(Cere gives Cal her lightsaber)
Cal Kestis: I guess it's about time I find out who I am.
Taron Malicos (to Cal): Join my family. And I can teach you how to control its power.
Merrin: Join my family? And I will teach you to control the power? Familiar words, Malicos.
Taron Malicos: Sister Merrin. You overstep your bounds.
Merrin: For years you said the Jedi orchestrated the massacre that killed my Sisters. Yet here one stands. And you seek only to bring him into your family.
Taron Malicos: You were told to deal with it. Clearly you lack the power, little witch.
Merrin: Power? You are mad, Malicos. Dathomir has unmade you. And my misplaced loyalty has allowed you to lead the Nightbrothers astray. Unlike the Jedi - The Nightsisters of Dathomir do not turn on their kind. Our bond is eternal.
Taron Malicos: Your sisters are dead.
Merrin: Yes. Their graves are all around you.
(Merrin revives the Sisters - the Zombie Sisters...)
Taron Malicos: Foolish girl. This power is beyond your control!
Merrin: You both shall learn. When you face one Nightsister of Dathomir - You face us all!
(Awkward lunch at the ship... Greez is putting salt-like spice in his food, distracted by the dialogue he keeps at it for some time...)
Cere Junda: Cal, when I was captured by the Empire... I resisted. I swore to myself that I would die before I would talk. But then this... Dark shadow came. And he was worse than any... nightmare I could have imagined. And I still fought. But in the end I came apart. And I gave them Trilla. And I know there's nothing I can do to make that right. But Cal, there's still a chance we can save the others on the holocron.
Cal Kestis: Okay, look. The Ninth Sister said something about becoming an Inquisitor, like... Like it's inevitable. But you went through the same thing she did. And you didn't join them.
Cere Junda: Cal...
Cal Kestis: It's okay, Cere.
(BD notices what Greez's been doing the whole time and scans his food...)
Greez Dritus: Hey! Get your lasers off my lunch!
Greez Dritus: Can we talk? I don't know what's going on between you and her. I mean, I figure it's some kind of Jedi thing. But I don't think this is the right time for it.
Cal Kestis: It's not aby of your business.
Greez Dritus: I think it's my business. We're all in this together, aren't we? Hey, Cal... I made a mistake... and I almost got you killed. I'm sorry. I mean, we all make mistakes. Right? (laughs nervously) Maybe not you. (Cal smirks) Hey, why don't you cut her some slack? I'm not saying, do it for me, but you two are the best thing that ever happened in my life. Before you came along, all I cared about was a tight hand on a stiff heater. That's a game term.
Cal Kestis: I know what it is.
Greez Dritus: Cal, life's not a game. Before you two, all I cared about was myself. Easy money. Now it's different.