Chris Pratt: Peter Quill, Star-Lord
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Quotes
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Drax : We'll kill anyone who gets in our way!
Peter Quill : No, not kill anyone!
Drax : Kill a few people!
Peter Quill : Kill no people!
Drax : Kill one guy. One stupid guy who noone loves!
Peter Quill : Now you're just making it sad.
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Peter Quill : I never noticed how black your eyes were.
Nebula : They were replaced by my father as a method of torture.
Peter Quill : ...He picked a pretty set.
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Gamora : I bet we were fun.
Peter Quill : Like you wouldn't believe.
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Peter Quill : I'm-a tell you something: I'm Star-Lord! I formed the Guardians! Met a girl, fell in love... that girl died. But then she came back. Came back, a total dick.
Gamora : Oh, please!
Nebula : He left out some important information. But that is the gist of it.
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Peter Quill : We have been running our whole lives!
Rocket : Pete, I'm done running.
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Mantis : [while Quill attempts to have a serious talk with Gamora] Peter, you know this is an open line, right?
Peter Quill : What?
Mantis : We're listening to everything you're saying.
Drax : And it is painful.
Peter Quill : And you're just telling me now?
Nebula : We were hoping it would stop on its own.
Peter Quill : But I switched it over to private.
Mantis : What color button did you push?
Peter Quill : Blue! For the blue suit!
Drax : Oh, no.
Nebula : Blue was the open line for everyone.
Mantis : *Orange* is for blue.
Peter Quill : What?
Mantis : Black is for orange. Yellow is for green. Green is for red and red is for yellow.
Drax : No, *yellow* is for yellow. Green is for red. Red is for green.
Mantis : I don't think so.
Drax : Try it then.
[beat]
Mantis : [pushes the yellow button and yells] HELLO!
[Quill screams and covers his ears as feedback whines]
Mantis : You were right.
Peter Quill : How the hell am I supposed to know all that?
Drax : Seems intuitive.
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Peter Quill : The trap isn't a trap if you know the trap is trying to trap you, it's a face off.
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Peter Quill : I don't need another speech by some impotent wackjob whose mother didn't love him rationalizing why he needs to conquer the universe!
The High Evolutionary : I'm not trying to conquer the universe. I'm perfecting it.
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Peter Quill : Screw you, you stretch-faced, Robocop looking, Skeletor wannabe, purple nurple piece of...!
[the High Evolutionary cuts him off for breaking it]
Peter Quill : He hung up.
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[last lines]
Peter Quill : I mean if she needs help mowing her lawn, I'll do it, but I kind of feel like her son should help. He's gonna sit on the porch and watch me do it. Like, he's a 45-year-old man, able-bodied, and I'm mowing his lawn. It just feels weird.
Grandpa Quill : Mm-hmm. Don't get me started.
Peter Quill : Oh, really?
Grandpa Quill : Mm-hmm.
Peter Quill : Now I kind of want to know.
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[Quill spots Rocket carrying his Zune while entering the bar]
Peter Quill : [drunkenly] Hey! Uh-uh! No! I told you a million times, you keep your grimy raccoon hands off my Zune!
[he snatches his Zune from Rocket's hands]
Rocket : [gets his drink] And I told you a million times, I'm not a damn raccoon.
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Peter Quill : Nebula?
Nebula : Where are you?
Peter Quill : Oh, thank god.
Nebula : We're here to get you out of here.
Peter Quill : Out of where?
Nebula : The High Evolutionary's ship.
Peter Quill : No, I got off the ship.
Nebula : [reacts] You what?
Peter Quill : Wait. Where are you?
Nebula : On the ship!
Peter Quill : On the ship?
Nebula : I didn't lie.
Peter Quill : Why are you on the ship?
Nebula : To save you, obviously!
Peter Quill : No! I told you to go back, you got to know by now I always figure out an incredibly clever way to get out of a fix!
Drax : Tell him I said hi.
Nebula : Really?
Drax : Tell him we're coming to save him.
Nebula : Pay attention or play with the kids. One or the other.
Gamora : [reacts] Play with the kids?
Mantis : How did you get out?
Peter Quill : That's not really important.
Groot : I am Groot.
Mantis : Jumping a thousand feet to your death without a parachute is a clever way of getting out of a fix?
Gamora : You're all just making up stuff that he's saying, right?
Rocket : The important thing is we're all okay.
[Nebula, Drax and Mantis heard that Rocket]
Nebula : Rocket?
Peter Quill : Yeah, he's here and he's okay.
[Nebula gasps and cries]
Mantis : Rocket, we love you very much and we're happy you're alive.
Rocket : Well, that makes you idiots then.
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Peter Quill : Here we go...
