Thor: I love you, Mom.
Frigga: I love you. And eat a salad.
Rocket: Come on. We gotta go.
Rocket: Three... two...
Thor: No, wait! (raises his hand and waits...)
Rocket: Wh... what am I looking at?
Frigga: Oh, sometimes it takes a second.
(Mjolnir lands in Thor's hand)
Thor: I'm still worthy.
Rocket: Oh, boy.
Thor: I was just standing there. Some idiot with an axe.
Frigga: Now, you're no idiot. You're here, aren't you? Seeking counsel from the wisest person in Asgard.
Thor: I am. Yes.
Frigga: Idiot? No. A failure? Absolutely.
Thor: That's a little bit harsh.
Frigga: Do you know what that makes you? Just like everyone else.
Thor: I'm not supposed to be like everyone else, am I?
Frigga: Everyone fails at who they are supposed to be, Thor. The measure of a person, of a hero... is how well they succeed at being who they are.