Star Wars: Republic Commando

"You lizards need to learn that I'm a lot scarier than you are."

"An elegant weapon for a more civilized time huh? Well guess what. Times have changed."

"Remind to leave the ship before we destroy it next time!"

"The gas got the last of them. Guess we know how long Trandoshans can hold their breath."

"Boss: Lets rearrange some architecture Deltas. Scorch: Scorch priming charge. Can I have some cover here? Boss: Just get us inside without killing the squad, ok Scorch?"

"Commando Advisor: Delta 38, the detention area has an automated lockdown system. Scorch: Well... it doesn't work."

"Scorch: Why don't we just fly outta here? Ship Computer: Engines offline. Scorch: Eh. Figures."

"Clone Advisor: You'll have to slice all three terminals. That will focus all the ship turrets onto the largest enemy target. Fixer: Unmanned gunnery against a battlecruiser? Boss: We can give'm a black eye at least. Scorch: We'll make'em regret the day they blew up Delta Squad!"

"Sev: Sir, another assault ship in view. Captain Talbot: This is Captain Talbot. We're moving into position. What's wrong with your guns, Delta? Clone Advisor: We're working on the problem now. Captain Talbot: Opening fire on the Separatists. They appear to be willing to stand their ground. (The commando squad desperately tries to activate the republic cruisers' cannons while Captain Talbot engages the separatist warship) Captain Talbot: Delta advisor, if we don't get some help here, we're going to have to break off. What's your status? Boss: Guns online. Opening fire! Clone Advisor: Hold your position squad. This won't take long. Captain Talbot: Enemy shields buckling. They're finished!"

"Scorch: Man, this place gives me the creeps. Sev: Ah Scorch. Nothing better than a jungle hunt. Hiding in the bush, putting a plasma bolt through a hostile's cranium... Makes me feel alive! Scorch: Ok. Now 0-7 is giving me the creeps."

"We are like the SAS, or the special forces, or the elite marines if you like, in space."