Drax: I want you all to know that I am grateful for your acceptance after my blunders. It is pleasing to once again have... friends. You, Quill, are my friend.
Peter Quill: Thanks.
Drax: This dumb tree, he is my friend.
Drax: And this green whore, she, too...
Gamora: Oh, you must stop!
Rocket: Quill, stopping Ronan, it's impossible. You're asking us to die.
Peter Quill: Yeah, I guess I am.
Gamora: Quill. I have lived most my life surrounded by my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends.
Drax: You are an honorable man, Quill. I will fight beside you. And in the end, I will see my wife and daughter again.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: Oh, what the hell. I don't got that long a lifespan, anyway.
Gamora: I'm a warrior and an assassin. I do not dance.
Peter Quill: Really? On my planet, there's a legend about people like you. It's called Footloose. And in it, a great hero named Kevin Bacon, teaches an entire city full of people with sticks up their butts that dancing, well... It's the greatest thing there is.
Gamora: Who put the sticks up their butts?
Peter Quill: What? No, that's just a...
Gamora: That is cruel.
Gamora: Quill, your ship is filthy. (leaves)
Peter Quill: Oh, she has no idea. If I had a black light, the place would look like a Jackson Pollock painting.
Rocket: You got issues, Quill.
Peter Quill: What is that?
Rocket: That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons.
Gamora: No one's blowing up moons.
Rocket: You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.
Rocket: I have a plan! I have a plan!
Drax: Cease your yammering and relieve us from this irksome confinement.
Peter Quill: Yeah, I'll have to agree with the walking thesaurus on that one.
Drax: Do not ever call me a thesaurus.
Peter Quill: It's just a metaphor, dude.
Rocket: His people are completely literal. Metaphors are gonna go over his head.
Drax: Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it.
Gamora: I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.
Gamora: How are we supposed to do that?
Rocket: Well, supposably, these bald-bodies find you attractive. So, maybe you can work out some sort of trade.
Gamora: You must be joking.
Rocket: No, I really heard they find you attractive.
Peter Quill: You let her go!
Thanos: Ah, the boyfriend.
Peter Quill: I like to think of myself more as a Titan-killing long term booty call. Let her go.
Peter Quill: Or I'm gonna blow that nutsack of a chin right off your face!
As the Avengers and their allies have continued to protect the world from threats too large for any one hero to handle, a new danger has emerged from the cosmic shadows: Thanos. A despot of intergalactic infamy, his goal is to collect all six Infinity Stones, artifacts of unimaginable power, and use them to inflict his twisted will on all of reality. Everything the Avengers have fought for has led up to this moment - the fate of Earth and existence itself has never been more uncertain. (IMDb) │ Produced by Marvel