These quotes are all from Republic Commando: Triple Zero. For more, check out the profiles.
Jusik: Ordo...
Ordo: Yes?
Jusik: Ordo, you just flattened an ARC trooper.
Ordo: He was delaying us.
Jusik: But you hit him. Twice.
Ordo: No permanent harm done.
[talking about Kal Skirata and Etain]
Scorch: So... you've been ordered around by a geriatric and a child, have you?
Darman: Scorch, do you like med center food?
Scorch: Touchy, touchy...
Skirata: [on comlink] Delta! This is the geriatric. Get down and give me fifty, now!
Sev: Fierfek.
Fi: So do we get a spell in a stone frigate?
Skirata: What?
Fi: Just something I picked up from the lads on board Fearless. A shore-based job. Filing flimsi and answering the comlinks. Lots of caf breaks.
Skirata: Try threat resolution. Interdiction.
Fi: Oh.
Skirata: Welcome to the world of euphemism, Fi. We're going to be fighting in the hardest terrain of all. Right in the middle of billions of civvies. Slotting bad guys on Coruscant.
Fi: Good. I hate commuting.
Skirata: Are you squeamish, General? I mean ethically squeamish.
Etain: I'm a Jedi, Sergeant.
Skirata: Well, that answers a lot of questions I didn't ask.
[about to enter 'Qibbu's Hut', run by a Hutt named Qibbu]
Sev: I'm only a simple trained killer, but something tells me never to eat in a restaurant with a bad pun over the door.
Boss: This is plain unnatural. I can't help noticing what this body armor doesn't cover.
Atin: It covers your torso and thighs, and that's where your major blood vessels and organs are. That's all you need. See? Doesn't show under fabric.
Fi: You can live without an arm. They can always bolt on a new one.
Boss: What about my head?
Fi: Like I said, they can always replace nonessential parts.
Boss: I love this guy. He'll make such great target practice.
Darman: I want my HUD back. I want my enhanced view.
Fi: But you get to wear face camo instead. Makes you feel wild and dangerous.
Sev: I'm wild. And then I get dangerous. Shut up.
Fi: Copy that. [exits Sev's comlink channel] Miserable di'kut.
Scorch: Don't mind him. He'll be fine once he's killed something.