| Quote | SW or SB? |
| I wonder, will we ever see each other again? | |
| You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much? | |
| What a piece of junk! | |
| Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by size, do you? | |
| It's against my programming to impersonate a deity. | |
| Say goodbye to your two best friends. | |
| The radar, sir! It appears to be... jammed! | |
| Laugh it up, fuzzball. | |
| Hey, point that thing someplace else! | |
| Don't call me a mindless philosopher, you overweight glob of grease. | |
| May the Force be with you. | |
| What an incredible smell you've discovered. | |
| Have you found anything yet? | |
| Yes! I always have coffee when I watch radar. You know that. | |
| I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate. | |
| And what've we got on this thing? A Cuisinart? | |
| You came in that thing? You're braver than I thought. | |
| I don't know where you get your delusions, laser-brain. | |
| I'm not shooting this thing! I hate guns! | |
| I find your lack of faith disturbing. | |
| Watch your mouth kid, or you’ll find yourself floating home. | |
| They must have hyperjets on that thing! | |
| Just what we need... a Druish Princess! | |
| Now we'll show her who is in charge of this galaxy. | |
| A million spacebucks? That's unfair! | |
| May the Force be with you. | |
| May the Schwartz be with you. | |
| What's in there? Only what you take with you. | |
| Take only what you need to survive. | |
| You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. | |
| I find your lack of faith disturbing. | |
| Fire a warning shot across her nose. | |
| You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much? | |
| You've got something jammed in here real good. | |
| I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate. | |
| We're keepers of the peace, not soldiers. | |
| Now we'll show her who is in charge of this galaxy. | |
| What an incredible smell you've discovered. | |
| The radar, sir! It appears to be... jammed! | |
| Say goodbye to your two best friends. | |
| Have you found anything yet? | |
| I don't know where you get your delusions, laser-brain. | |
| Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by size, do you? | |
| You idiots! These are not them! | |
| I have a bad feeling about this. | |
| Hey, point that thing someplace else! | |
| There goes the planet. | |
| They must have hyperjets on that thing! | |
| What a piece of junk! | |
| I'm not shooting this thing! I hate guns! | |
| That’s no moon, it’s a space station. | |
| Here we go. The short, short version. | |
| There's an awful lot of moisture in here. | |
| What's the matter, Colonel Sandurz? Chicken? | |
| In my experience, there's no such thing as luck. | |
| It's programmed to go off before you do. | |
| Wonderful girl. Either I'm going to kill her or I'm beginning to like her. | |
| A million spacebucks? That's unfair! | |
| You know something princess? You are UGLY when you're angry. | |
| Laugh it up, fuzzball. | |
| So, at last we meet for the first time for the last time. | |
| Don't call me a mindless philosopher, you overweight glob of grease. | |
| Boring conversation anyway. | |
| I can't breathe in this thing. | |
| Yes! I always have coffee when I watch radar. You know that. | |
| Just what we need... a Druish Princess! | |
| One thing's for sure, we're all gonna be a lot thinner. | |
| And what've we got on this thing? A Cuisinart? | |
| Watch your mouth kid, or you’ll find yourself floating home. | |
| This is an unlisted wall! | |
| It's against my programming to impersonate a deity. | |
| I wonder, will we ever see each other again? | |
| You came in that thing? You're braver than I thought. | |
| That's gonna leave a mark. | |
| You see that evil will always triumph, because good is dumb. | |