What? To steal from the Empire? What do you need? A uniform, some dirty hands and an Imperial tool kit. They’re so proud of themselves, they don’t even care. They’re so fat and satisfied, they can’t imagine it.[Luthen Rael: Can’t imagine what?]That someone like me would ever get inside their house, walk their floors, spit in their food, take their gear.
Two men are dead, sir. Employees. If that’s not worth staying up for, then I’m not worthy of the uniform.[to Chief Hyne]
These days will end. The way they laugh. The way they push through a crowd. The sound of that voice telling you to stop, to go, to move. Telling you to die. Rings in the ear, doesn’t it? But they’ll think about us soon enough.[to Cassian]
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That’s the wrong question. The right question is how much time do we have to get out of here.[Cassian Andor: Who are you?]