Beware, Viceroy. The Federation has gone too far this time.
I will not condone a course of action that will lead us to war.
I was not elected to watch my people suffer and die while you discuss this invasion in a committee!
I will sign no treaty, senator. My fate will be no different from that of my people.
Mesa called JaJa Binks, mesa youse humble servant!
Ex-squeeze me, but the mostest safest place would be Gunga City, 'tis where I grew up, 'tis a hidden city.
Don't center on your anxieties, Obi-Wan. Keep your concentration here and now, where it belongs.
Patience, my blue friend.
The ability to speak does not make you intelligent, now get out of here.
There's always a bigger fish.
Your focus determines your reality.
He is the Chosen One, you must see it.
Remember, concentrate on the moment. Feel, don't think. Use your instincts.
Promise. Promise me you will train the boy. He... is the chosen one... he will bring balance.
You and the Naboo form a symbiont circle. What happens to one of you will affect the other. You must understand this.
If they find us, they will crush us, grind us into tiny pieces, and blast us into oblivion!
Why do I sense we've picked up another pathetic life form?
The boy is dangerous. They all sense it; why can't you?
Do not defy the council, Master, not again.
You will be a Jedi. I promise.
At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi. At last we will have our revenge.
Fear is the path to the Dark Side. Fear leads to anger; anger leads to hate; hate leads to suffering. I sense much fear in you.
Clouded this boy's future is.
Qui-Gon's defiance, I sense in you. Need that, you do not.
Agree with you, the council does. Your apprentice, Skywalker will be.