Rise Of Skywalker Quotes

Rey's face fell, and Leia could see the pain etched there.The girl cared about Ben, and he had disappointed her.

Han Solo was his past. But Rey was his light.

You won’t know how strong you are until you know how strong you have to be.

Leia would never hold someone's past against them. She had enough demons in her family tree to guarantee she was not one to judge.

He had failed to kill the light within himself because it had been all around him all along. In Rey. His mother. Even…his father.

Her Skywalker legacy would go to Rey, Organa to Poe, and she would try one last time to pass her Solo legacy to her son.

Just then he noticed that Amy had that look, as though she wanted the street to buckle and split so she could fall right in. Dan saw the cool crowd from her school hanging at a table in the front. So that was why she didn't want to go in. Evan Tolliver was at the head of the table. Dan sighed. Even, the human supercomputer, was Amy's dream crush. Whenever Evan was near, she got her stutter back. "Oh, excuse me, I didn't notice Luke Skywalker," Dan said. "Or is it Darth Vader?" "Shhh," Amy said. Her cheeks were red. "He's coming." "You mean Evan Tolliver himself is about to set his foot on the sidewalk? Did you bring the rose petals?" "Cut it out, dweeb!" Amy said fiercely. "Hi, Amy," Evan said from behind her. Amy's color went from summer rose to summer tomato. She shot Dan a look that told him he was in serious trouble. "Hey, Evan," he said. "I'm Amy's little brother, Dweeb. Nice to meet you, man.

She wondered how much she was supposed to suffer in a single lifetime, how much exactly one person could take. But then she put that indulgent self-pitying moment away. She had work to do.

Finn stepped forward immediately. "Used to be a stormtrooper, but now I'm rebel scum," he said, pressing a fist over his heart. "Until the end." "My point," Poe said, turning back to Agoyo, "is that many of us have dubious beginnings, but it is how we end that counts." "My father was Darth Vader," Leia said, pitching her voice so that it rang out clearly through the room, "Is there anyone who wants to question my loyalty to the Resistance?

Leia studied her face. The girl was close, so close to something big. Bigger than Leia, maybe even Luke, if that was possible. But Leia knew that she wasn't the one to ultimately get here there, that would be someone else.

What would Leia do?

But the ambition that cut into his being was the thought of reigning side by side with her. They were connected. They had defeated Snoke. Together they would be invincible.

Never underestimate a droid,

He acknowledged her, and Rey’s lips parted in surprise. It felt different now. The connection was…right. Good. Like coming home.

Knowing something in her head was different from knowing it in her heart. Rey had understood on some level that she wasn't alone anymore, but now she knew it, and it was so wonderful it hurt. Tears filled her eyes. Loneliness was a kind of agony. But belonging was another.

The Resistance was the kiss of death, to friends and allies alike.

Jedi Skywalker; remember it well. For if you allow your justice to be forgotten, you will be forced to repeat the same lessons again and again.” He held Luke’s gaze a pair

He hardly paid attention, he kept seeing her face, the way her lips had parted with surprise, the way her body had canted towards him

He said that a lot back then. When I did this on Dagobah…It was obnoxious and completely unhelpful. So Leia reminded him, “You’re being obnoxious and completely unhelpful.

The glow of his lightsaber occasionally snagged on his cheek scar, making it appear as though a crack of glowing lava slashed his face. It was like something out of a dream, or maybe a nightmare,

Something dark and inescapable moved within him, and he understood that he was viewing a monument. So much history and memory all in one place, and he was caught between reverence and rage. This was his inheritance; he knew it like he knew the feel of a lightsaber in his grip. But monuments preserved the past, and if he had learned anything recently it was that the past needed to die.

The Princess of Alderaan has disrupted my plan,

At last the work of generations is complete. The great error is corrected. They day of victory is at hand. The day of revenge. The day of the Sith.

The First Order is no worse than the Sith, or the Empire, or countless others who would use the dark side. As always, they must be countered with the light.

We’re not taking on the entire First Order tomorrow. We can’t. But we can take one step, and that earns us another day to take another step.” “We can’t do it alone.

Jedi Skywalker; remember it well. For if you allow your justice to be forgotten, you will be forced to repeat the same lessons again and again.” He held Luke’s gaze

Oh, me? I haven't slept much these past few days," Rey said quietly. "Too much on my mind.

He blushed when he saw his ex's name. Monti hadn't thought about him for ages and preferred not to be reminded.

That’s our chance,” said Lando. He’d changed his Aki-Aki garb for bright clothing and a knee-length cape. Poe really liked his cape. He’d have to ask about it when all this was over.

Where Darth Sidious had gained everything, Vader had lost everything, including–for the moment, at least–the self-confidence and unbridled skill he had demonstrated as Anakin Skywalker.

Lando went on: “First Order went after us—the leaders from the old wars. They took our kids.” His gaze grew distant. “My girl wasn’t even old enough to walk. Far as I know, she’s a stormtrooper now.

This is... Rey!" the girl said suddenly. "And we're out of the..." She paused and then, "...Han system! We're carrying medical equipment supplies to the southern region." She grinned excitedly, clearly extemporizing. "We're expected!

At first his steps dragged, heavy and impossible, but as he realized that losing the datapad meant he had gained a kind of freedom, they lightened. He might be wanted, hunted for the rest of his life, but he would be reborn, somewhere and someone new.

Could Vader actually be Anakin Skywalker? the two men wondered. Based on Obi-Wan's account of what had occurred on Mustafar, Anakin's survival didn't seem possible. But perhaps Obi-Wan had underestimated Anakin. Perhaps Anakin's peerless strength in the Force had allowed him to survive.

Okay, mostly rations. Her Resistance friends were always complaining about the food, saying it was tasteless and unsatisfying, but Rey had no idea what they were talking about. She’d never eaten so well in her life, or so often. She always kept a few nutrient packs stuffed under her cot, though. Just in case.

Poe hesitated before he asked, "So the two of you aren't..." Finn looked puzzled at first, but then his expression shifted to amusement. "No, nothing like that. Just friends." "And Rose?" "Oh." Finn shook his head no. "We talked about it, and Crait was... a moment. But that's it. Friends there, too." Poe laughed. "I can't keep up with your 'just friends,' man.

The Harry Potter story bears an uncanny resemblance to Luke Skywalker's, in that both characters are in possession of great power they are unaware of, are taught to cultivate it by guardians of mythological truth, face off a foe that killed their parents and rise to save their friends by heading off extraordinary odds to become saviors of their respective worlds.

And in that single crackle of tortured electronics she had lost everything. Her comm, her lights, her limited maneuvering jets, her life support regulator, her emergency beacons. Everything. For a second her thoughts flickered to Skywalker. He'd been lost in deep space, too, awhile back. But she'd had a reason to find him. No one had a similar reason to find her.

There’s one more loss. Wedge, you better sit down.” Oh no. That was a sure sign Wedge preferred to stand. He leaned back against the edge of the kitchen counter and crossed his arms. “Tell me,” he commanded, his voice hard. “Luke Skywalker.” Wedge swayed. He reached back, gripping the counter. Not Luke! Could he even be killed? Didn’t Jedi live forever or something?

But she wasn't a serving girl in a Phorliss cantina this time, or a come-up flector for a swoop gang on Caprioril, or even a hyperdrive mechanic stuck in the backwater of the Ison Corridor. She was second in command to the most powerful smuggler in the galaxy, with the kind of resources and mobility she hadn't had since the death of the Emperor. [p] The kind of resources that would let her find Luke Skywalker again. And kill him

Of all of them, Leia had been unturnable.

Kylo really hated that ship.

Ommin

Yet fear not, Poe, for we are many more— There are far more of us who still have hope!

How good it feels to struggle for the light, To know mine actions make my father proud, To feel my mother’s strength course through my veins!

The young girl was waiting in the sky-walker suite’s dayroom when she arrived, sprawled across a massive chair and playing a tap-click game on her questis. She looked to be nine or ten, but sky-walkers tended to be on the short side, so that was only a guess. She looked up as Thalias came through the hatchway, gave the woman a rather suspicious-looking appraisal, then returned her attention to the game. Thalias started to introduce herself, remembered how touchy she’d usually been whenever a new caregiver came to call, and instead took her luggage to her part of the suite

Everything's a story, eventually. So long as someone lives to tell it and someone lives to hear it.

The brain is like a sponge, Karr. It can absorb a lot, but sometimes it becomes too saturated with superfluous things.

If you feel regret, you are living in the past. If you spend your time worrying, you are living in the future. Try to be in the moment. In the here and now.

Where Darth Sidious had gained everything, Vader had lost everything, including—for the moment, at least—the self-confidence and unbridled skill he had demonstrated as Anakin Skywalker.

Vader might very well be Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker, whom Tarkin had fought beside during the Clone Wars, and for whom he had developed a grudging appreciation.

Luke’s clothes began to smolder as his body involuntarily spasmed. Suddenly, Vader realized that he was no longer concerned about his own personal future. Despite all the terrible, unspeakable things he’d done in his life, he knew he could not stand by and allow the Emperor to kill Luke. And in that moment of awareness, he was Darth Vader no more. He was Anakin Skywalker.

As he gazed at the distant stars on the screen, a deeply buried memory pushed its way into his consciousness. It was the memory of a wish, a wish to visit every star in the galaxy. But that wish, and the dreams that went with it, had belonged to someone else, a child who lived a long time ago and was no more. Those were the dreams of a boy named Anakin Skywalker.

In his former life as stormtrooper FN-2187,

Hope is good,” Leia said, her voice gentle with understanding. “Hope is important, and sometimes it is all we have. But,” she said, smiling, “what does hope have to do with being rational?

Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let her be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath; She is slain by grief that doth not fade. Her shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! Her part of death, no one so true Did share it

The princess of old Alderaan did thwart My plan.

loved Han Solo.

This movie, it’s about the new generation, and what they’ve inherited, the light and the dark, and asking the question as they face the greatest evil: Are they prepared? Are they ready? -

Where do we go?” someone shouted. Heads turned. It was the young pilot, Agoyo. “Anywhere,” Poe said. “Everywhere. Every corner of the galaxy where someone is fighting tyranny, where someone is standing up against injustice.

Ben’s temptation by the light, like Rey’s temptation by the dark, forms the spine of a moral ambiguity that Johnson built on in VIII and very much carries over to IX, bringing with it a sense that George Lucas’ more clearly defined duality might be a relic of a simpler time. Neither light nor dark, The Rise of Skywalker and its characters exist more within what could be considered the grey side of the Force.

Speaking to Empire in the world exclusive Star Wars: The Rise Of Skywalker issue, co-writer Chris Terrio opened up about the complex bond between the trilogy’s Force-sensitive duo. “Some of the most interesting scenes in The Last Jedi are the conversations between Rey and Ren,” he said, noting the different side of Ben Solo that Rey is able to tap into. "We’ve tried to pick up that complicated relationship that really has been present ever since the interrogation in Episode VII. When Ren takes off his mask, there’s a nakedness about him with Rey that he doesn’t express to anyone else. Rian developed that in fascinating ways and we’ve been able to develop it even further.

No, this was it, his last stand. He would rather die here with a blaster in his hand and Norra by his side than hope to survive the tender mercies of the First Order.

If Ryloth showed us anything, it was that nowhere that the Resistance gathers is safe from the First Order.

The Jedi are gone, but if you wanna chase their ghosts, you should go to Batuu.” “Batuu? I’ve never heard of it.” “It’s on the edge of Wild Space—the sort of planet that folks mostly pass through, rather than live or stay. But there’s a fellow there, Dok-Ondar. He’s the finest antiquities dealer I know.

He hurt, inside and out, but the pain was fading. Betrayal. That’s all he could feel now. Not by Monti, or even Yama. It was violence that had lied to him. It had made him promises of power, but in the end, it had not saved him. It had damned him.

Snap nodded. “I’m just glad you’re okay, Dad.” Something swelled in Wedge’s chest. His heart, he guessed. Dad. “I’m great, son. Just great.” And he meant it.

We can’t do it alone.” “And we won’t. We’ll find people, we’ll inspire them. Show them they aren’t alone, show them what’s worth fighting for. And we’ll prepare and rebuild. This,” she said, gesturing to take in the room, “is a beginning.

She hesitated, because she thought she knew the answer to the question before she asked it, but ask it she did. “And what about their grandfather?” “Tell them he died directing the cannon. Tell them he died defending a free Ryloth, same as their aunt.

and they wore thick white liner around their green eyes. Monti recognized the makeup as a way to avoid the cams the First Order employed. He noticed a white scarf coiled around their neck, big enough to pull up over mouth and nose, another facial recognition blocker.

They were an underground organization of engineers, technicians, and scientists bent on stopping the spread of authoritarianism in all its forms via the use of technology.

He blushed when he saw his ex’s name. Monti hadn’t thought about him for ages and preferred not to be reminded.

a wife-and-wife longhaul cargo team from Mygeeto

I have no doubts.” Poe hesitated before he asked, “So the two of you aren’t…” Finn looked puzzled at first, but then his expression shifted to amusement. “No, nothing like that. Just friends.” “And Rose?” “Oh.” Finn shook his head no. “We talked about it, and Crait was…a moment. But that’s it. Friends there, too.” Poe laughed. “I can’t keep up with your ‘just friends,’ man.

Leia had noticed that the young woman had a hunger for war stories, or any stories, really, about the Resistance. She’s invested, Leia observed silently, and looking for connection

She reminded herself that she was still a princess so she damn well better look like one, even now. Especially now.

Me, too,” Leia said, less quiet, and moving toward angry. She didn’t like rehashing all she had lost to convince Yendor and Charth that they should do the right thing, the thing Yendor had admitted he owed her. She just needed a safe place to rest, and the time to do it.

The Resistance will let you keep your hair. Have you seen Poe Dameron?” “He does have nice hair,” Wedge agreed.

Wedge had pinned her as another guard but it was their neighbor, the one Norra had almost come to blows with over political differences at a community dinner party.

Silence descended, and Wedge stood for a moment, staring. He’d killed a man. He’d done it before. Many times. It was what soldiers did, and it had been a war. Was still a war. But he’d never killed here, in his idyllic garden among the keedees and the pepper stalks. His throat felt dry and he tried to swallow past the thing, the emotion, stuck there, threatening to choke him.

he realized that losing the datapad meant he had gained a kind of freedom, they lightened. He might be wanted, hunted for the rest of his life, but he would be reborn, somewhere and someone new. The only problem was, he liked being Monti Calay.

Poe was a man of action and he had been grounded, made helpless, and he had almost burned it all to the ground because he couldn’t take it.

It had nothing to do with what he saw of the First Order on Corellia. Here the First Order brought order and jobs and pride in one’s accomplishments. What happened to the Hosnian system felt distant, unreal.

Then why are you here?” Poe asked, voice calm, curious but not accusing. Teza focused back on Poe, looking mildly surprised. “Because it was wrong,” she said simply. “But I didn’t know it at the time.

We’ve all made choices,” Poe said. “Choices that caused harm, led to destruction, even at times death. We are all responsible for our deeds. The great and the terrible. But if we define ourselves only by what we’ve done, only by our failures, then this Resistance, this spark? It dies here and now.

My father was Darth Vader,” Leia said, pitching her voice so that it rang out clearly through the room. “Is there anyone who wants to question my loyalty to the Resistance?

An admirer of the firebird, I see.” Finn touched his pin briefly. “And yourself?” he asked, recklessly. Her eyes met his, bright with mischief. But wary, too. “Brave,” she murmured. “Or very impetuous.

I love it!” Nifera Shu said, clearly pleased. “I do believe this is the best gift I have received, Lorell Shda.” She leaned in conspiratorially. “I don’t know how you knew that I trained to be an entomologist as a young woman, but I am impressed.

The invading First Order had left open the grand doors and a wind straight off the sea swept through the building, slicking the white stone floors and leaving the salt and sea so thick in the air Poe could almost taste it under the acrid burn of smoke.

This is—” Zay began. “I know who this is,” Leia murmured. “General Rieekan.

It seems the First Order is here on a diplomatic mission.” He bit off those last words as if they pained him, the sarcasm in his voice thick. “It seems they’ve lost some very expensive ships recently and need to levy some taxes to raise revenue. They’ve given us five days for the Ryloth shipping guild to voluntarily tithe to them before they blockade the shipping lanes in and out of the system and start leveraging tariffs.

Leia wanted to reassure him that Starkiller Base was destroyed, that he need not fear the demise of his planet simply for rendering the Resistance aid, but she knew she could make no such guarantees.

The ex-Imperial Suralinda was looking for? Teza Nasz?

We need a place to lay low, and Ryloth needs to be it. We need shelter, food, and communications equipment, a place to park some ships and do repairs…

He wanted me to join him, but I couldn't. I thought I could help him, but he only wanted me to become like him." Rey's face fell, and Leia could see the pain etched there. The girl cared about Ben, and he had disappointed her. "Ben has made his choices," Leia said. "No one can save Ben but himself. And I don't know if that is what he wants.

My point,” Poe said, turning back to Agoyo, “is that many of us have dubious beginnings, but it is how we end that counts.

They day of victory is at hand. The day of revenge

Rey unhooked Luke’s reforged lightsaber from her utility belt.

But no one here understands…except Kylo Ren. If the son of Han and Leia can be turned, can’t any of us?

I've to believe that things will work out for the better and i know they will [...]Of course they will! We just have to take it one step at the time. It's all you can do can so when things start to feel impossible. Take it one step at the time and make the best decision you can".