HK-47: "Translation: 98% probability that members of the miniature organic's tribe are being held by Sand People, master. Doubtless he wishes assistance. ... Translation: 2% probability that the miniature organic is simply looking for trouble and needs to be blasted. That may be wishful thinking on my part, master."
HK-47: "Answer: Simply that the distinction between 'killer' and 'killee' be a clear one. I cannot kill of my own volition, naturally."
Revan: "I don't think 'killee' is a word."
HK-47: "Expletive: Damn it, master, I am an assassination droid... not a dictionary!"
HK-47: "That is not it, master. No, that is not it either. *Sigh* that is a hinge, master."
Jolee Bindo: "I did it all for the Wookiees."
Revan: "The Wookiees?"
Jolee Bindo: "The Wookiees!"
Lashowe: "Do you know how many Sith there are on this planet?"
Jolee Bindo: "Twelve! No, wait! Thirteen!"
Canderous Ordo: "Nice one, old man."
Jolee Bindo: "Thank you. It takes effort to be properly irreverent at my age."
"My hearing's not so good. I'm just pleased my nice master doesn't beat me so much anymore, yes sir."
―Jolee Bindo, pretending to be Revan's slave on Korriban[src]