Karis Nemik: We've grown reliant on Imperial tech, and we've made ourselves vulnerable. There's a growing list of things we've known and forgotten, things they've pushed us to forget. Things like freedom.
Arvel Skeen: Nemik sees oppression everywhere.
Karis Nemik: Skeen pretends not to listen, but I know the message is sinking in.
Mon Mothma: Don't seat them near me.
Perrin Fertha: Oh, I've taken care of that. You're at the boring end of the table. These people are fun.
Mon Mothma: Oh, are they? Are they fun? We should find some Ghorman guests for tonight and see how amused they are. Your fun friends just cut off their shipping lanes yesterday. Do you know how many will starve? Oh, perhaps we can laugh about it over the third course.
Luthen Rael: Take this. It's a down payment. It's a Kuati Signet. Blue kyber. Sky stone. The ancient world. Celebrates the uprising against the Rakatan invaders. Don't take less than 50,000 for it. Just know it will always be worth more to me. I want it back when this is over.
Cassian Andor: If I live.
Luthen Rael: I want it back.
Dedra Meero: We're here to further security objectives by collecting intelligence, providing useful analysis, and conducting effective covert action, sir.
Partagaz: Very good, Dedra. That is verbatim from the ISB mission statement, and wrong. Security is an illusion. You want security? Call the Navy. Launch a regiment of troopers. We are healthcare providers. We treat sickness. We identify symptoms. We locate germs whether they arise from within or have come from the outside. The longer we wait to identify a disorder, the harder it is to treat the disease.
Luthen Rael (to Cassian): You're right about one thing. The Empire had you fighting each other, which should make you hate them all the more, and you do. I said I know you. I know the outside. I know what people tell me when I ask. The rest, I imagine. I imagine your hate. I imagine that no matter what you tell me or tell yourself, you'll ultimately die fighting these b*stards.