Groot: I am Groot. Peter Quill: Well that's just as fascinating as the first 89 times you told me that. What is wrong with Giving Tree here? Rocket Raccoon: Well he don't know talkin' good like me and you, so his vocabulistics is limited to "I" and "...
Drax the Destroyer: I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you've accepted me despite my blunders. It is good to once again be among friends. You, Quill, are my friend. Peter Quill: Thanks. Drax the Destroyer: This dumb tree is also my frie...
[Groot grows a cocoon of branches to cover his friends] Rocket Raccoon: No, Groot! You'll die! Why are you doing this? Why? [Groot uses a thin branch to wipe away Rocket's tears] Groot: *We* are Groot.
Korath the Pursuer: Star-Lord! Peter Quill: Finally!
[repeated line] Groot: I am Groot.
Drax the Destroyer: I can barely see. [Groot releases glowing spores from his body to light up the way ahead] Drax the Destroyer: Where did you learn to do that? Peter Quill: I'm pretty sure the answer is: "I am Groot".
Rocket Raccoon: But Quill, beating Ronan... it can't be done. You're asking us to die. Peter Quill: Yeah... I guess I am. [pause] Gamora: [stands up] Quill, I have lived most of my life surrounded my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friend...
Gamora: I know who you are, Peter Quill, and I am not some starry-eyed waif here to succumb to your... your pelvic sorcery!
Denarian Saal: Peter Quill, this is Denarian Saal. For the record, I advised them against trusting you. Peter Quill: [to Gamora] They got my dick message. Denarian Saal: Prove me wrong!
Rocket Raccoon: [about Drax] His people are completely literal. Metaphors go over his head. Drax the Destroyer: *Nothing* goes over my head...! My reflexes are too fast, I would catch it.
Drax the Destroyer: Finger on throat means death! [kills Korath] Drax the Destroyer: Metaphor. Peter Quill: ...Sort of.
Rocket Raccoon: That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons. Gamora: No one's blowing up moons. Rocket Raccoon: You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.
Gamora: I'm a warrior, an assassin. I don't dance. Peter Quill: Really? Well, on my planet, we have 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 u...
[last lines] Peter Quill: What should we do next: Something good, something bad? Bit of both? Gamora: We'll follow your lead, Star-Lord. Peter Quill: A bit of both!
Gamora: I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.
Peter Quill: [about Gamora] She betrayed Ronan, he's coming for her. That's when you... [draws his finger across his throat in a cutthroat gesture] Drax the Destroyer: ...Why would I want to put my finger on his throat? Peter Quill: No, that's the sy...
Rocket Raccoon: Fine, but I can't promise when all of this is over I'm not going to kill every last one of you jerks. Peter Quill: See, this is exactly why none of you have any friends!
Rocket Raccoon: We're the fricking Guardians of the Galaxy!
