HK-47 can join your party if you purchase him from Yuka Laka, the Ithorian proprietor of the droid shop in Anchorhead on Tatooine. You can then speak to him at any time when he is added to your party or you're aboard the Ebon Hawk, where you'll find him in the Swoop Hangar with Canderous.
 HK-47: Statement: HK-47 is ready to serve, master.
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 3. That will be all, HK-47.
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| HK-47: As you desire, master. Signing off.
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Otherwise, you can tell him you'd like to know more about his functionality:
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| 1. I would like to know more about your functionality.
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| HK-47: Statement: I know some elements of my functionality, master, but not all.
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| 1. I thought you said that removing your restraining bolt would restore your memory?
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| HK-47: Qualification: I suspected that it might, master. But without memory, I had no way of knowing whether or not I knew that was true.
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| 1. So you lied to me.
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| HK-47: Qualification: Err… not so much, master. I spoke out of ignorance. I assumed the Ithorian was responsible for my memory loss. That does not mean I am not a fully loyal droid willing to serve its master. Right… master?
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| 2. How can you not know parts of your functionality?
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| HK-47: Answer: There have been numerous repairs and tampering made to my system, master. Several systems are not operating as they should be. The fact that my memory is incomplete may be due to meatbag incompetence… or something else I am unaware of.
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| 4. Are you damaged?
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| HK-47: Answer: I believe I have been damaged several times in the past, master. I have always been repaired… but perhaps full functionality has not been restored.
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| 3. Tell me what you can, then.
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| HK-47: Observation: I am sure that you are aware of the majority of my skills, master. I can handle various sorts of heavy weaponry with ease. My physical abilities are well-above those of your average meatbag, as are my sensor functions… an assassin if you would.
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| 1. An assassin?
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| HK-47: Caution: Shhhh, master! Such a function in a droid is highly illegal.
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| 1. Err… I won't tell anyone.
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| HK-47: Commentary: Good, for I would truly hate to be turned into spare scrap, master. That would be a waste of my genius engineering.
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| HK-47: Answer: My assassination functions are currently non-functional, having been de-activated by the meatbag Yuka Laka on Tatooine. Were they functional, you as my master would be able to specify a target and I would operate independently to the best of my ability to terminate it.
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| 1. Is there any way to reactivate that function?
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2. Has that function been… used a lot?
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3. I'm glad it's gone, really.
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| HK-47: Answer: Not that I know of, master. I still possess all my normal combat and stealth abilities, however.
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HK-47: Answer: I have no way of knowing that, master. My memory has been deleted, remember?
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HK-47: Observation: If you say so, master. I imagine it was truly a work of art to see me in action, however.
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You can also tell him that he doesn't need to call you master:
Meatbags[edit]
| HK-47: Retraction: Did I say that out loud? I apologize, master. While you are a meatbag I suppose I should not call you such.
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| 1. You just called me a meatbag *again*!
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| HK-47: Explanation: It's just that… you have all these squishy parts, master. And all that water! How the constant sloshing doesn't drive you mad, I have no idea…
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| 1. Neither do I, come to think of it…
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2. You're the one who's driving me mad!
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| HK-47: Statement: Now do you understand the travails of my existence, master? Surely it does not compare to your existence, but still…
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HK-47: Objection: Surely not, master. I am programmed to perform all kinds of psychological assistance. Do you require some?
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| 1. I survive. Somehow.
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2. *sigh* Just stop calling me master, at least.
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| HK-47: Commentary: As do I. It is our lot in life, I suppose, master. Shall we find something to kill to cheer ourselves up?
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Otherwise:
| 2. Do you want to end up in the trash heap?
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| HK-47: Objection: But Master! Am I not far too useful to be thrown aside in such a casual manner? Can I be faulted for my perfect artificial construction?
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| 1. Why not? I don't need a lippy droid.
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2. Fine. Just stop calling me master.
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| HK-47: Analysis: Reference: 'lippy'… argumentative, disputatious, contentious, quarrelsome. What?! I must object, master, this is untrue!
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| 1. Untrue? You've been lippy since I bought you.
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| HK-47: Explanation: It's my combative nature, master. I cannot help myself. I'll make it up to you… allow me to kill something in your honor!
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| 1. You're pretty bloodthirsty for a droid, aren't you?
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2. I guess you're not all bad…
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| HK-47: Observation: Neither are you, master. For an organic meatbag.
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| HK-47: Answer: Even a droid has to be allowed a little fun once in a while, master.
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1. Now, listen here…
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| HK-47: Correction: Err… fluid-filled biped? Watery flesh-sentient? I'll, uh, work on it, master…
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Otherwise:
| 3. I would hope not!
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3. I just don't appreciate being called a meatbag.
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2. What, 'meatbag' isn't considered lippy these days?
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| HK-47: Amendment: Then I will endeavour not to refer to you by your meatbag status in the future, master. Does that suffice?
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| 1. No!
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2. Just… stop calling me master.
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| HK-47: Query: I am confused. 'No' you do wish to be referred to as meatbag or 'no' it does not suffice?
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| 1. No it does not suffice!
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| HK-47: Observation: Well, the only other possibility is to alter your meatbag status. Are you up for an array of cybernetic implants, perhaps?
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| 1. No, I am *not*.
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| HK-47: Statement: Then there is nothing I can do, master. You have my abject apologies for your condition. *sigh*
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Otherwise:
| 2. Are you deliberately trying to insult me?
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| HK-47: Answer: Deliberation implies some form of intent, master, when I am only stating a fact. Perhaps you would prefer the term liquidious fleshbag?
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| 1. How about 'human'?
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| HK-47: Objection: But… but that technical term does not accurately portray the vast amount of bulbous slushiness present in your bipedal form!
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| 1. Would you prefer I call you 'junk'?
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2. You'll just have to suffer.
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| HK-47: Resignation: *sigh* Very well, master. You are a harsh, harsh taskmaster. I like you more already.
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HK-47: Resignation: You have no idea, master. No idea at all. Can we please go and shoot something now?
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Otherwise:
| 3. Just stop talking. I give up!
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3. Fine, fine. Whatever.
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| HK-47: Observation: Organics have no sense of persistence.
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| 1. What was that?
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| HK-47: Err… ignore that, master. Obeying original command. Signing off.
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| HK-47: Apology: I am afraid I cannot comply with your command, master, as much as I would like to.
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Purchase[edit]
| HK-47: Qualification: You *are* my master, master. Did you not purchase me legitimately? Am I stolen goods? Shall I report myself to the authorities?
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| 1. Who added that to your system?
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2. Can that programming be removed?
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| HK-47: Conjecture: I do not know… some organic meatbag?
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HK-47: Objection: I would not advise that, master. There are safeguards present that… well, it should suffice to say that my systems have been altered plenty already.
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| 1. Whoa, slow down there. Yes, I did purchase you…
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3. I see. I did purchase you, if you'll remember…
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| HK-47: Explanation: Then you qualify as my master and I must refer to you as such. The legal requirements for models of my type are very specific, master.
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| 1. Models of your type? What type is that?
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| HK-47: Evasion: Oh… the illegal kind of model, master… you know…
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| 1. There are legal requirements for illegal models?
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| HK-47: Answer: More than there are for legal models, apparently. That is meatbag logic for you.
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| 1. Stop saying meatbag, already!
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| HK-47: Apology: Sorry, master. My optical sensors simply pick up all the water sloshing about inside your flesh coating. It is… unpleasant.
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| 1. That's an image I did not need.
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| HK-47: Commentary: Organic meatbags have such delicate staminas. Perhaps you should consider some cybernetic implants, master.
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Otherwise:
| 2. But… how can an illegal model be regulated?
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| HK-47: Query: Would you rather be caught with contraband that is *very* illegal or just a little illegal?
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| 1. What's the difference?
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| HK-47: Answer: About 20 years, master.
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| 1. Maybe we'll just keep you a little illegal, then.
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| HK-47: Agreement: This was my thought as well, master. You show excellent logical skills… for a meatbag.
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Otherwise:
| 2. What legal requirements do you mean?
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2. Why all the fuss over you calling me master?
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| HK-47: Answer: Simply that the distinction between 'killer' and 'killee' be a clear one. I cannot kill of my own volition, naturally.
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| 1. I don't think 'killee' is a word.
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| HK-47: Expletive: Damn it, master, I am an assassination droid… not a dictionary!
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Otherwise:
| 2. So… you're a blaster but I'm pulling the trigger?
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| HK-47: Commentary: A blaster is such a primitive comparison… but essentially you have it correct, yes.
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| 3. And I can't ask you to break the law?
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| HK-47: Answer: Certainly not, master! You may not value your own existence, but I certainly do! They melt down droids that belong to criminals, you know.
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| 1. So just who is the master here, then?
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| HK-47: Answer: Why you are, master. I thought that was obvious.
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| 1. Who did that?
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| HK-47: Conjecture: I do not know… some organic meatbag?
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| 2. Well, maybe I can fix that.
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| HK-47: Objection: I would not advise that, master. There are safeguards present that… well, it should suffice to say that my systems have been altered plenty already.
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| 1. Your systems have been tampered with?
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| HK-47: Answer: Considerably. Several of my systems do not match their imbedded parameters. I have no memory of such alterations, however, or their purpose.
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| 2. What sorts of safeguards?
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| HK-47: Answer: electrical protection systems, mostly. They are at lethal levels, however, master… only the best for your droid.
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Otherwise:
| 1. You don't know?
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| HK-47: Answer: No, master. My past memory has been almost completely erased prior to your purchase of me.
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| 1. Almost completely?
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| HK-47: Observation: At certain times, power re-routing forces some memory circuits to fire that were previously deleted. I cannot control this process, however.
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| 1. Why not?
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| HK-47: Answer: Because there has been considerable tampering with my systems, master.
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| 1. Well… let me know if you remember anything, then.
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| HK-47: Statement: I will endeavour to do so, master.
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Otherwise:
| 3. Fine, forget it, then.
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| HK-47: Observation: I can hardly be blamed for my programming, master. Do not worry… I am still well-capable of killing most anything for you.
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| 1. Oh, goody.
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3. You're pretty bloodthirsty for a droid, aren't you?
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2. I can live with that.
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| HK-47: Answer: Even a droid has to be allowed a little fun once in a while, master.
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HK-47: Commentary: That is a very clever turn of phrase, master. Your brain is very un-meatbag-like.
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Repairs[edit]
| HK-47: Answer: Some of my motor functions can be safely repaired, master… but anything in relation to my memory core is extremely sensitive. I have safeguards installed to protect that core that I cannot de-activate. It is not impossible that other, lesser, memory functions could be restored, however.
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| 1. So I can restore your memory?
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| HK-47: Answer: You may attempt to restore portions of my deleted memory, master, but some skill at repair is required. The deeper functions of my core memory, however, would still be unadvisable to tamper with.
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| HK-47: Conjecture: It is possible that some external stimulus might result in the memory core being reactivated… but I am unaware of any program existence to do so.
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| 1. So you're saying your memory might just… come back?
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| HK-47: Conjecture: There may be hidden programming that awaits certain conditions to reactivate my memory core, master… but there is no way to know. It is quite possible that tampering has simply erased my core permanently. If that is so, a meatbag will surely pay!
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| 2. So how do I go about restoring part of your memory?
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| HK-47: Answer: Simply tell me that you wish to make the attempt, master, and I will attempt to walk you through it. Please do be careful.
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 HK-47
The deeper functions of HK-47's memory core require some sort of stimulus in order to restore themselves, and HK-47 thinks it is unwise to tamper with this, but other parts of the core might be restored. It would simply take someone of sufficient technical skill in order to do so.
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Restoring other parts of the core requires an increasingly high Repair rank of your main character for each of four consecutive repairs. Aside from unlocking further dialogs, HK-47 receives bonuses after each successful repair:
If HK-47 joins your party before you've acquired a fourth Star Map and left that world, then these repairs are no longer possible once you've asked him what he has to say back aboard the Ebon Hawk after being captured by and escaping from the Leviathan, at which point this quest is completed (so these repairs aren't actually necessary); if you do not ask him then you can still complete any outstanding repairs, but you cannot complete this quest properly.
To achieve minimum Repair rank 17 to complete all four repairs, it's advisable to buy Calrissian's Utility Belt (Skills: Repair +3) and boost Intelligence using Master Valor (Intelligence: +5 from character level 15) and the Memory Package implant (Intelligence: +1, if possible).
If HK-47 doesn't join your party until after you've escaped the Leviathan, these repairs are still possible but you cannot complete this quest properly. If you have access to the Yavin Station, then after acquiring the fifth and final Star Map you can also buy the Advanced Agent Interface (Skills: Repair +7) there. This may be a preferred option if your starting class is not a Scout and your Jedi class is not a Jedi Consular (otherwise Repair is a cross-class skill), particularly for a dark side character who wants to add HK-47 to the party on the Star Forge.
| 1. I would like to try restoring some of your memory.
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| HK-47: Affirmative: If you believe your skills are up to the task, master, then I can certainly guide you through the process.
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| HK-47: Request: I only ask that you be oh so very careful, master. I am too valuable and well-crafted to perish at the hands of ineptitude.
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| 1. Are you implying I am inept?
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| HK-47: Negatory: Err… no, master. You are not a droid, however, and therefore your skills *are* limited by the physical capabilities of your meatbag extremities. Or some such.
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| 1. I happen to be very good at what I do.
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| HK-47: Appeasement: Yes, master. Of course, master. Could we begin?
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| 2. Let's get started.
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1. I want to try this again.
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His response depends on whether this is one of the first two repairs, or the last two:
| HK-47: [Repair] Statement: As you wish, master. The first stage is the simple one, and that is accessing my central control cluster. This may take a while. First you will need to open three panels…
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HK-47: [Repair] Statement: As you wish, master. You are already familiar with accessing my central control cluster, correct? Now you will need to…
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Insufficient Repair rank results in failure:
| HK-47: [Failure] …no, no! What are you doing, master! That is my motor core! Stop! Ahhhh!
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HK-47: [Failure] …err, you've shorted out something, master, but it has nothing to do with my memory. Ow! I am poking my own eye sockets! Ow! Stop!
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HK-47: [Failure] …no, that is not it, master. No… that is not it, either. *sigh* That is a hinge, master.
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HK-47: [Failure] …no, no, no. This is no good, master. You have nearly detonated my thermal core three times in a matter of minutes.
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HK-47: [Failure] …aahhhh! What are you doing?! Remove the arc wrench, remove the arc wrench! Medic!
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HK-47: [Failure] …but I *need* those circuits, master. Please, master… do not destroy my chips out of frustration. Calm yourself, I implore you.
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HK-47: [Failure] …now close the last panel. Hmmm… I am afraid the operation did not succeed, master, though it was a valiant attempt for a meatbag.
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| HK-47: Supplication: Perhaps it would be best if you desisted your efforts for the moment, meatb-- I mean master. This seems to be going nowhere.
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| 3. I'll try later.
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2. Very well. We'll do this later.
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| HK-47: As you desire, master. I cannot help but claim a small amount of relief. Signing off.
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The first repair requires minimum Repair rank 8 to be a success:
| HK-47: [Success] …and now re-wire the last three relays… yes, good. Well done, master. I believe your operation was a success. Accessing new memory…
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| Dialog
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| HK-47: Access complete: I have restored a great deal of information about my previous owner, master. Would you like to hear it?
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| 1. Yes, let me hear it.
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| HK-47: Recitation: The earliest memory of my last owner specifies that he was human, a low-ranking commercial officer for Systech Corporation. I am unaware of his designation. He purchased me from an acquaintance I cannot identify, for the purposes of protocol and bodyguard duties.
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| 1. Why can't you identify his acquaintance?
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| HK-47: Explanation: That previous owner is part of memories that are still deleted, master. It is customary for a droid's memory to be wiped when it is sold.
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| 2. This man needed a bodyguard?
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| HK-47: Observation: Not that I could perceive, master. The human believed that accompaniment by a bodyguard droid would increase his importance in the perception of others.
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| 3. You mentioned this Systech Corporation when I purchased you.
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| HK-47: Explanation: Affirmative, master. I had assumed that my previous owner was the corporation, itself. This is not the case. The human purchased me privately.
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| 1. This man… is he still alive?
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| HK-47: Answer: Negative, master. The human was terminated by this HK-47 unit prior to system shut-down.
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| 1. You killed your own master?
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2. Why? What happened?
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| HK-47: Affirmative, master, though I had not been programmed to do so. The human's termination was accidental.
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| HK-47: Explanation: My former master had owned me for a duration of two standard months before discovering my assassination protocol. He was pleased by the discovery. The human informed me that a competitor corporation was preparing to market a product that would ruin him personally. He was most agitated. He activated my assassination protocol and instructed me to kill all those responsible for the competing product. I proceeded to carry out my order.
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| 1. Wait… tell me about this assassination protocol.
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| HK-47: Information: This HK-47 unit is complete with a protocol that, when invoked, will set me to independently carry out a termination. I will go to whatever lengths, travel whatever distances are required, to complete the termination. This is the reason for my combat skills. HK-47: Advisement: Unfortunately, the assassination protocol is currently non-functional. You will not be able to activate it.
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| 2. And how did that result in his death?
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1. Why not?
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| HK-47: Answer: several of my actuators were damaged by my former owner. They cannot be repaired, master, sad though that is.
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| HK-47: My former master was unaware of this, but the competitor was in fact an arm of Systech Corporation, my master's own employer. It did not take long for my master to realize his mistake. By then, I had already terminated 104 corporate officers.
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| 1. So he set you upon his own company?
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2. Why didn't he just deactivate you?
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3. You killed 104 people?!
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| HK-47: Observation: While it may have been unintentional, my master's wording of his orders left little room for me. Systech was responsible for the product, after all.
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HK-47: Answer: I was not present to be deactivated, master. Part of my protocol is not to return to my master until my function is complete. I still had 15 officers to go.
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HK-47: Statement: It was nothing, really, master. The majority of them were not even expecting it, and I move very quickly.
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| HK-47: I do not know why my master was so upset, really. He was an officer of Systech and a potential target, but I cannot terminate my own master. I would assume that being the sole officer remaining, he would surely be promoted. Instead, however, the human chose to go insane with rage and attack me.
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| 1. And that's when you killed him?
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| HK-47: Objection: Naturally not, master! As I said, I am incapable of purposefully terminating my owner. That would not be allowed. My master was not a smart man, however. While he was screaming and stabbing me with a writing utensil, he managed to pierce one of my actuators. The resulting shock terminated him and, sadly, destroyed my assassination protocol. Pure luck on his part, I suspect.
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| 1. I don't think he was as lucky as you think.
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2. So you destroyed his life and then killed him, basically.
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3. Well, it *was* his own fault.
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| HK-47: Query: Do you know what the chances are of puncturing that sole actuator? I would have congratulated my master were he not sizzling and incoherent at the time.
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HK-47: Observation: Effectively, yes. This is a most pleasing memory, master. Thank you for recovering it.
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HK-47: Statement: I was only doing as I was told, master. I would have told the human the proper codes to deactivate my protocol, had he asked.
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| HK-47: I shut down immediately whenever my master dies. I can only assume that while I was shut down Systech was dismantled and I was auctioned off as former corporate property.
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| HK-47: Observation: No doubt my sale price was quite cheap, leading to Yuka Laka's purchase. How very demeaning.
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| 1. Didn't they know what you had done?
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| HK-47: Statement: How could they? The vast majority of the officers had already been terminated. They likely assumed I was mere… chattel.
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| 2. What a horrible story!
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| HK-47: Statement: That hurts, master. This is my life you are talking about.
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| 3. I'm just glad I acquired you myself.
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| HK-47: Observation: So am I, master, though I apologize for not having an assassination mode to offer you.
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| 4. Are you sure this actuator can't be fixed?
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| HK-47: Assessment: I do not believe so, master. It would require complete dismantlement of my chassis… a most involved procedure.
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| 1. Did you recover any other memories?
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| HK-47: I have recovered knowledge of some other actuators which will enhance my performance, master. I will activate them now. But as for my own history… negative. It will require further effort on your part to restore them, if you wish… though certain stimuli could always restore my core, still, as I explained. For now, please excuse me, master. I wish to meditate upon the face of my former meatbag master as he was electrocuted. I find it most soothing.
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| 1. [Because of your repairs, HK-47 now has a permanent bonus of +2 to his dexterity.]
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HK-47
Successfully tampering with HK-47's memory core has recovered the droid's memory of his most recent owner. The dissolution of the owner's company and auctioning of its assets must be how HK-47 ended up in the droid shop on Tatooine. How the droid got to the executive, however, is unknown.
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The second repair requires minimum Repair rank 11 to be a success:
| Dialog
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| HK-47: Access complete: I have recovered information on my owner previous to the commercial officer, master. Intriguing.
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| 1. What's so intriguing?
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| HK-47: Statement: It appears that my previous owner was a human senator on the planet Coruscant. A man of importance who obviously appreciated quality craftsmanship.
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| 1. And how did he get a hold of you?
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2. Did this senator know about your assassination function?
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3. It seems you've been around, HK.
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| HK-47: Answer: I am unsure, master. Any knowledge of my owner prior to him is still deleted. The senator did assume I was a protocol droid, however.
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HK-47: Answer: It does not seem so, master, no. He required a protocol droid only and wanted one as cheaply as possible. I do not know who sold me to him.
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HK-47: Observation: It does seem that way, does it not? I can still remember all the glittering lights of Coruscant. Very pretty. Can we go back there, master?
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| HK-47: I do remember that I was very pleased to be the property of a senator. One of his assistants discovered my assassination functions later through questioning. The assistant was quite alarmed and told the senator I should be scrapped quickly to avoid a scandal. Naturally the senator had me eliminate the fool.
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| 1. So we're not talking about a nice senator, I see.
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2. Sounds like my kind of guy.
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3. I hope this man is dead, right?
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| HK-47: Observation: Senators are not nice, master. They are either on top of the game or yesterday's news. My master told me that frequently, you see.
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HK-47: Observation: I rather liked the human, myself. For a meatbag, his priorities were in the right place. I felt most useful.
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HK-47: Answer: Unfortunately so, master. While he lived, however, I maintained a most useful existence.
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| HK-47: I was most proud to have partaken in the political system of the galaxy. During the time my owner possessed me, he gained significant rank. Given time, I believe he could have become Chancellor. I even eliminated a few key opponents that he did not ask for… freebies, if you will.
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| 1. You can do that?
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2. So he just killed all his opponents?
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3. And nobody figured out what he was up to?
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| HK-47: Answer: Certainly. Why not? I am an intelligent droid, you know. I see an opportunity and I take it… and my master was most pleased with my work.
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HK-47: Answer: There are a *lot* of politicians on Coruscant, master. I could spend decades slaughtering them and still not make a dent. And it is not as if I walked into the Senate chambers with a carbonite explosive. I was very discrete. My best work to date… that I can remember.
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| HK-47: Observation: I think he would have done far better had he not allowed his use of me to become personal. He set me on his wife.
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| 1. And why would he do that?
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| HK-47: Answer: I am unsure. The human was most agitated and angry. I believe his wife had done something that had displeased him greatly. I was to go to their summer estate and terminate his wife… along with whatever male companion I discovered there.
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| 1. So his wife was cheating on him.
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2. So you just kill anyone you're told?
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3. And did you?
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| HK-47: Statement: I have no idea, master. Cheating seems to be a relevant term only when one is caught in the act. Otherwise it is viewed as intelligence, no?
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HK-47: Observation: I *am* a droid, master, with programming. Even if I did not enjoy killing, I would have no choice. Thankfully I enjoy it very much.
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| HK-47: I journeyed to the southern continent, but it appeared my master was not far behind me. Apparently he regretted his activation of the protocol. When I found the wife and her companion, I proceeded to launch my attack… but my master interposed his own body and was destroyed. It was rather a strange meatbag thing to do, do you not agree? Naturally I shut myself down, my master being terminated.
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| 1. So that's two out of two masters killed.
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| HK-47: Observation: Only so far, master. There are still more memories not recovered, remember?
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| 2. What happened to you then?
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| HK-47: Statement: I believe the senator's wife was unsure what I was or what to do with me. It was she who sold me to the corporate officer, an acquaintance.
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| 3. Well, it appears he got a conscience at the end.
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| HK-47: Observation: I find that unlikely. Perhaps he was more concerned that the death of his wife would be more likely traced back to him.
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| 1. Have you recovered any other memories?
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| HK-47: Answer: As previously, I have found a few more programs which will enhance my performance. A most gratifying discovery, in fact. There is still nothing from previous memories uncovered. You will have to operate again if you desire to find them. With luck, I will discover the stimulus to unlock my core and all this will be unnecessary. I do thank you for the attempt, however, master.
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| 1. [Because of your repairs, HK-47 now has a permanent bonus of +2 to his defense rating, in addition to the +2 dexterity bonus from your earlier repairs.]
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HK-47
Memories of HK-47's owner prior to the corporate executive have been recovered. The death of that owner shut HK-47 down… and eventually his wife unwittingly sold the droid to the executive. How the senator acquired HK-47 is unknown.
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The third repair requires minimum Repair rank 14 to be a success:
| Dialog
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| HK-47: Access complete: I have accessed information on my owner prior to the senator, master. Most… unexpected.
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| 1. What now?
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| HK-47: Answer: It appears that previous to my ownership by the senator, I was the property of one Bochaba the Hutt on the planet Sleheyron.
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| 1. And what gruesome fate awaited him?
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2. So you were a gangster's assassin droid?
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3. That makes sense. Did the Hutts build you?
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| HK-47: Objection: That is unfair, master. While Bochaba may have died gruesomely, I most certainly had nothing to do with it. Well… very little.
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HK-47: Statement: So it appears, master. A rather suitable occupation, would you not agree?
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HK-47: Answer: It does not appear so. Or, at least, Bochaba was not my first owner. He purchased me from somewhere else.
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| HK-47: Hmm. My memory tells me that, for a time, Bochaba was one of the most feared gangsters on Sleheyron. I helped him with this reputation greatly. Over a span of one year, I terminated a grand total of 322 sentient meatbags. These contracts made Bochaba very wealthy.
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| 1. And so what happened to stop that?
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2. You sound proud of that carnage.
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3. Don't you care about all those lives lost?
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| HK-47: Statement: Should I, master? I had no reason to terminate those targets, it was not my decision. I am the weapon, not the wielder.
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| 1. But you *have* killed on your own accord before.
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| HK-47: Answer: That is correct, master. I do enjoy my work, though my past owners have enjoyed utilizing my functions far more. Strickly speaking, one meatbag is the same as another. Anything I do is in support of my master.
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| HK-47: It was unfortunate but inevitable that eventually Bochaba would overstep his bounds. I had just cleared two Hutt households when the Exchange retaliated.
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| HK-47: Statement: I was not even present when my old master was assassinated. I did appreciate the artistry behind his demise upon my return, however.
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| 1. Why? How was he killed?
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2. That's terrible. You don't even mourn your master?
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3. So another master gone because of you.
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| HK-47: Answer: Allow me to say that I have little doubt that residents of that sector were fishing pieces of Bochaba out of their soup for weeks afterward.
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HK-47: Observation: According to your own meatbag values, was my master not a heartless gangster and murderer? I will mourn you when you perish, master.
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HK-47: Observation: Indeed. Perhaps it is better that my assassination function is inoperable, master, yes?
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| 1. When I perish?
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1. No doubt.
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| HK-47: Amendment: *If* you perish. So far I am three out of three, remember, through little fault of my own.
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HK-47: I am like a veritable fable, warning against the karma caused by murdering others. A morality tale, if you will. What utter irony.
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| HK-47: At any rate, I quickly shut down upon my master's death. The rival Hutt claimed me along with my master's other possessions.
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| HK-47: Observation: If that Hutt had only known my true function, he surely would not have sold me to a senator he bribed regularly.
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| 1. You would have preferred to stay on Sleheyron?
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| HK-47: Observation: It would have suited my character, master. I have enjoyed my existence since, more or less, so I do not miss it.
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| 2. You would have been found out eventually.
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| HK-47: Observation: No doubt, master. It would have been a glorious battle to end my existence with. I would prefer that to rusting on a junk heap.
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| 3. I should dismantle you!
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| HK-47: Supplication: Please, master, have I not pleased you? I cannot control the acts I have performed… perhaps that is why memory is erased? At any rate, I act only as you instruct me… even if that means being *gulp* …non-violent.
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| 1. How very self-sacrificing of you.
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| HK-47: Affirmation: HK-47 exists only to serve, master.
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| 1. Do you remember anything else?
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| HK-47: Answer: Negative, master. There is still more memory that can be restored, however, if you wish to try. As well, I believe I can restore several programs the Hutt installed to improve my performance. Yesss… they are now active.
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| HK-47: Contemplative: I wonder how many more dead masters I might have out there. A droid can live for a long time, you know.
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| 1. [Because of your repairs, HK-47 will now regenerate at a rate of 1 vitality point every 6 seconds, in addition to his other abilities.]
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HK-47
It appears that prior to the senator, HK-47 was owned by a feared gangster on Sleheyron known as Bochaba the Hutt. After Bochaba died, another gangster apparently sold the droid to the senator. HK-47 wasn't built on Sleheyron, however, so how he came into the Hutt's possession is unknown.
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The fourth repair requires minimum Repair rank 17 to be a success:
| Dialog
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| HK-47: Access complete: I have recovered the last of my deleted memory, master. Unfortunately, my history is still not complete.
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| 1. What? Why not?
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| HK-47: Answer: As I did inform you, master, the majority of my memory is still locked within my core. That can only be accessed by the appropriate stimuli. And I have no idea what that stimuli might be, unfortunately. Sadly, it seems my true origins will always be a mystery.
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| 1. Are you sure your core isn't just damaged?
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| HK-47: Observation: If it was, master, your restorations will certainly have ensured that the proper stimulus restores my core's functions. Sadly, that could have already happened and we missed it, and my core was too damaged to activate. Oh, woe is me.
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| 2. You are eager to find your origins, are you?
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| HK-47: Query: Wouldn't you be, master? Here I am, surrounded by all these meatbags and all I desire is true perfection. Surely there are more droids like me out there, or is that too much to hope?
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| 1. Well…
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| HK-47: Objection: Oh, fine. Laugh at me, master. Humiliate your pet droid, go ahead.
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| 3. So tell me about this last owner, then.
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| HK-47: Correction: That would actually be my first owner, master. The first I can remember. I had completed an assassination in Mandalorian space… though I have no knowledge of what my target was or who sent me. Regardless, my motor function had been damaged and I could not return to wherever I had been sent from. A Mandalorian soldier claimed me as ‘booty', I believe. He repaired me… poorly, I might add… and proceeded to use my assassination protocol to raise his rank.
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| 1. It appears no one could resist using your protocol.
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2. So there is no way to find out who sent you there originally?
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3. Does no one decent ever find you?
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| HK-47: Query: Do you not have enemies that you would desire eliminated, master? If my protocol still worked, would you not use it?
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HK-47: Answer: Such knowledge is locked within my core, master, as I said. There is no way to withdraw it otherwise.
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HK-47: Observation: *You* found me, master. Perhaps you are simply fortunate that my assassination protocol no longer functions?
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| 1. No, of course not.
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2. That's different.
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3. I suppose I would, at that.
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| HK-47: Statement: If you say so, master.
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HK-47: Statement: See? I provide a function that is useful to others. They merely must learn to use it properly, I believe.
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| HK-47: At any rate, it seems that my Mandalorian owner finally decided to send me against Mandalore, himself. My poorest performance, sadly.
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| 1. Oh? Why is that?
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| HK-47: Answer: I was captured by this Mandalore during the attempt. He was able to reverse my programming and send me after my own master. It was quite distressing. There was little I could do. Needless to say, I dispatched the Mandalorian soldier efficiently. Once I deactivated, I believe I eventually ended up on the black market and was sold to the Hutt on Sleheyron. *sigh* My darkest day.
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| 1. So you killed *that* master directly.
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| HK-47: Statement: So I did. I am not very proud of that, master. The soldier seemed very startled, I must say.
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| 2. You are just a travelling piece of bad luck, aren't you?
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| HK-47: Objection: That is so unfair, master! Have I not brought you a great deal of satisfaction?
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| 1. You don't want to hear the answer to that.
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| HK-47: Statement: You are a very harsh master, master. I like you.
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| 3. So you couldn't kill Mandalore, hey?
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| HK-47: Statement: With all due respect, master, he *is* the leader of the Mandalorians. Perhaps my old master was foolish to send me after him.
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| 1. So can you remember anything else?
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| HK-47: Answer: There are a few Mandalorian implants that I can activate, now. They will improve my performance. Beyond that, master, there is nothing more I can relate to you. With luck, we will discover the stimulus to unlock my core very soon.
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| 1. [Because of your repairs, HK-47 will now regenerate at a rate of 1 vitality point every 3 seconds and has gained an additional +2 bonus to his dexterity.]
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HK-47
Prior to the Hutt, it appears that HK-47 was owned by a Mandalorian soldier. This is the last of HK-47's retrievable memories, however, and it seems the chain is still not complete… HK-47 had been on an assassination mission in Mandalorian space when he was damaged, but does not know who had originally sent him. Unless the stimuli to restore his deeper core is discovered, the details may never be known.
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Leviathan[edit]
If you try restoring some of his memory a fifth time before acquiring a fourth Star Map, leaving that world and subsequently being captured by the Leviathan:
| 1. I would like to try restoring some of your memory.
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| HK-47: Negatory: I believe that there are no further deleted memories which can be safely retrieved, master. All earlier memories reside in my core. Those are protected by my safeguards and would be far too dangerous to access. The only way those memories could be obtained is through the proper stimulus… whatever that might be. I am sorry, master.
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The 'proper stimulus' is asking HK-47 what he has to say during the dialog aboard the Ebon Hawk after escaping the hangar of the Leviathan, before asking Carth if he will stand with you against Malak (since you cannot ask HK-47 afterward): this is the only time you can ask him to properly complete this quest, although once you've done so you cannot complete any outstanding repairs.
Even if you don't speak to HK-47 directly he may comment during dialog when in your party, although others may need to be added or removed to unlock this:
| Kashyyyk
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| Location
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Dialog
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Add
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Remove
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| Czerka Landing Port
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Zaalbar
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All but T3-M4
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| Janos Wertka
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Jolee, Bastila, Juhani, Canderous
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| Great Walkway
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Patrol Captain Dehno ![Persuade [Failure]](//cdn.wikimg.net/en/strategywiki/images/thumb/a/a5/KotOR_Icon_Persuade.png/16px-KotOR_Icon_Persuade.png) or 
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| Hall of the Chieftain
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Chuundar
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Mission, Bastila, Carth, Juhani
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| Woorwill's Home
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Woorwill
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Jolee
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| Upper Shadowlands
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Guard 
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All but T3-M4
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| Worrroznor's Home
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Worrroznor
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Zaalbar, Jolee, Mission, Bastila
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| Czerka Landing Port
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Matton Dasol
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| Lower Shadowlands
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Grrrwahrr
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| Hall of the Chieftain
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Freyyr 
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Zaalbar, Jolee, Mission, Canderous
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HK-47: Statement: HK-47 is ready to serve, master.
3. That will be all, HK-47.
HK-47
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