Episode I? I’ll give it a shot.
Sexually suggestive:
[After a pod racer crashes and explodes into a billion pieces.]
Beed Annodue: I don’t care what universe you’re from, that’s got to hurt!
Qui-Gon Jinn: I need to speak to the Jedi Council. The situation has become much more complicated.
C-3PO: I beg your pardon. What do you mean I’m naked?
Pants-Inserted:
Obi-Wan Kenobi: Master Yoda says I should be mindful of my pants.
Darth Sidious: Viceroy, I don’t want to see this stunted slime in my pants again.
Shmi Skywalker: Now, be brave, and don’t look in my pants.
Qui-Gon Jinn: Feel, don’t think. Use your pants.
Qui-Gon Jinn: My pants can be a very powerful ally.
Watto: How are you going to pay for all this?
Qui-Gon Jinn: I have twenty thousand Republic dataries.
Watto: Republic credits? Republic credits are no good out here. I need something more real.
Qui-Gon Jinn: I don’t have anything else [waves hand] but my pants will do fine.
Watto: No, they won’t-a.
[Qui-Gon waves his hand more firmly]
Qui-Gon Jinn: My pants will do fine.
Watto: No, they won’t-a. What? You think you’re some kind of Jedi, waving your pants around like that?
Yoda: Fear is the path to my pants. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to my pants. I sense much fear in my pants.
Anakin Skywalker: You’re a Jedi Knight, aren’t you?
Qui-Gon Jinn: What makes you think that?
Anakin Skywalker: I saw your pants. Only Jedi carry that kind of weapon.
Qui-Gon Jinn: There’s always a bigger pants.
Queen Amidala: I was not elected to watch my people suffer and die while you discuss this invasion in my pants!
Senator Palpatine: And you, young Skywalker; we shall watch your pants with great interest.
