Drax the Destroyer: [getting drunk in a bar] Let us put more of this liquid into our bodies.
Guardians of the GalaxyJoe: I've got no use for Kane, but he's got guts. Bar Patron: You're mighty broadminded, Joe.
High NoonMr. Brown: [entering a bar holding nine-year-old Christy] This is Christy Brown, my son. Genius.
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