Rocket Raccoon: [Rocket and Star-Lord are escaping in mine pods with Necrocrafts after them] We don't have any weapons! Peter Quill: These are mine pods, they're nearly indestructible. Rocket Raccoon: Not against Necroblasters they're not! Peter Quil...
Rocket science only needed when we build rocket.
[a brawl takes place between Drax and Rocket] Drax the Destroyer: This vermin speaks of affairs he knows nothing about! Rocket Raccoon: That is true! Drax the Destroyer: He has no respect! Rocket Raccoon: That is also true! Keep callin' me vermin tou...
Rocket science is tough, and rockets have a way of failing.
Rocket Raccoon: [lands with his minepod on Knowhere next to Groot and Drax] Idiot, they're all idiots. Quill just got himself captured. [yells at Drax] Rocket Raccoon: None of this would've happened if you hadn't tried to take on an frickin' army! Dr...
I certainly remember building model rockets. It was fun to watch the rocket blast into the air, suspenseful to wonder if the parachute would open to bring the rocket safely back.
Rocket Raccoon: That is also true! Rocket Raccoon: Keep callin' me vermin tough guy! Rocket Raccoon: You just want to laugh at me like everyone else!
It's not rocket science to make a movie.
What I do is not rocket science, but I sure do love it.
Star-Lord: Here you go. [Quill presents the prosthetic leg Rocket requested] Rocket Raccoon: Oh, I was just kidding about the leg. I just need these two things. Star-Lord: What? Rocket Raccoon: [laughing] No, I thought it'd be funny! Was it funny? No...
Rocket Raccoon: He called me "vermin"! [points to Drax] Rocket Raccoon: She called me "rodent"! [points to Gamora] Rocket Raccoon: Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots in your freakin' face!
I don't think makeup is rocket science or a cure for cancer.
It's not rocket science. It's social science.
Rocket Raccoon: [jumps on Groot who is fighting the sentry bots] You idiot! How am I supposed to fight these things without my stuff? Drax the Destroyer: Creepy little beast! [throws to Rocket a machine gun] Rocket Raccoon: Oh yeah!
Rocket Raccoon: He thinks I'm some stupid thing! He does! [points to Drax] Rocket Raccoon: Well, I didn't ask to get made! Rocket Raccoon: I didn't ask to be torn apart and put back together over and over and turned into some little monster! [begins ...
Rocket Raccoon: [Rocket is scooping around with his goggles and spots Peter Quill] Okay, let's see how bad does someone want ya. Forty-thousand units? Groot, we're gonna be rich! [Groot drinks from a fountain and doesn't pay attention] Rocket Raccoon...
Rocket Raccoon: There's one more thing we need to complete the plan: that guy's eye! [points at a Ravager with a cybernetic eye] Peter Quill: No, no, no, we don't need that guy's eye! Rocket Raccoon: No, seriously, I need it! [snickers, and tries to ...
Trust no one," said Sullivan, "especially Teachers.
Poetry is no rocket science, a good poet writes from his heart!
It's only rock and roll, my god! It's not rocket science.
It ain't always rocket science, sometimes a door is just a door.
