All language subtitles for GUARDIANS of the GALAXY - S01 E18 - Asgard War Part 1, Lightnin Strikes (720p - NF Web-DL)

You're a funny dude, Dad.

I just about died laughing
when I heard you want me

to help you steal
the Cosmic Seed

for the second time.

I will not have this outrageous
slander in these chambers, Peter.

Guards!

This is an unmitigated
act of war with Asgard!

There will only be peace
when we have wiped Spartax

from the face of the galaxy!

So, J'Son of Spartax plundered
the Cosmic Seed from Asgard?

Yet somehow he hid the deed from
your all-seeing eyes, Heimdall.

The thief's cunning is of
little concern, Fandral.

What matters is our retaliation.

Agreed, Hogun. It shall
be swift and merciless.

- Perfect.
- Did you say something, Loki?

Oh, just that it's, um,
perfectly appalling

how the Spartax king has
insulted our very honor.

And for that, the wrath of Asgard
shall descend upon his world.

For Asgard!

Aye, brother Thor, then
let only the mightiest

of Asgard's warriors carry
out this mission of justice.

Our bold-hearted sister Angela,

grim Hogun, dashing Fandral,

and of course, Heimdall, the
very eyes and ears of Asgard.

Bringing our trusted sentry into
battle makes strategic sense.

But who will protect the realm?

Fear not, brother.

I will hold down Asgard
in your absence.

Then it is decided.

Today, Spartax falls.

As will you, dear brother. If
all goes according to plan.

Congrats, dummy.

You just started the biggest
war in galactic history.

And I'm gonna stop it.

Yeah, good luck
with that, Quill.

Come on. Ten more minutes, Ma.

Now stick it up his nose.

I am Groot.

Cease this foolishness, Rocket.

A punch to the stomach is a much more
effective means of awakening Quill.

Attention, brave warriors

- and citizens of Spartax.
- Wha... What?

Or a speech from his dad,

which is worse than a
punch to the stomach.

Decades ago, Asgard
accused your king

of stealing their Cosmic Seed,

bringing our realms
to the brink of war.

I refuted that charge
and have been striving

for peace ever since.

But the Asgardians
clearly want war

and will cling to any excuse,

no matter how
feeble, to wage it.

So, let them come!

And we will fight until every
last Asgardian has fallen!

Every time he opens his mouth,
nothing but lies pour out.

What kind of bottom-feeding
scum-sucker does that?

Looked in the mirror lately?

Guard, open the cell.

Ah, Victoria. Sis! You got my message.
We so need...

How could you accuse our
father of being a thief

in front of the
Galactic Council?

What did you think would happen?

What he always thinks'll happen,
everybody cheerin' his name.

Girls swooning at his feet.

And a big dance
number at the end.

And yet that has never happened.

Just hear me out.

I've got proof that Thor's
brother stole the Cosmic Seed.

But I thought J'Son
was to blame.

Okay, technically he did steal it first,
but then Loki snatched it from him,

which makes my dad
totally innocent.

Or at least not as guilty.
Sort of.

Now I understand.

Actually, I do not. But
that story annoys me

and I have no desire
to hear it again.

This "proof," show it to me.

Okay, I don't have it
right this second,

but I found a recording
on Dad's ship.

The one we let fly off to who-knows-where
with your ex-girlfriends?

As it happens, I
made a recording

of the recording on my helmet.

But it was confiscated before I
could play it for the council.

If Father knows the truth
and has the evidence,

then why not use
it to prevent war?

I am Groot.

He's right. Sounds like your pops
wants to duke it out with Asgard.

Victoria, please. Let us out.

If I'm wrong, then we're the
least of your problems.

But if I'm right, you'll
be saving innocent lives.

I don't have time for
nonsense, Peter.

Asgard is attacking and I
need to defend my home.

My people!

Okay, good talk. Let's
do it again soon.

Oh, wait, we can't
'cause we're doomed.

Not as long as my baby
sis believes in me.

A little something she tucked
in my pocket on her way out.

Huh?

Who wants presents? I'm buyin'!

This is not a shopping spree.

We grab our gear, get to the Milano,
and bring the evidence to Victoria.

Do you ever get tired of
suckin' the joy out of life?

The enemy approaches. Hold
fire until my command.

Is... Is this some
bizarre Asgardian joke?

A single open ship and
a handful of warriors

to take on an entire
Spartax armada?

Destroyer Armor.

Attack!

All Spartax forces,
regroup and return fire!

For Asgard!

Ha-ha!

Let's hope the Milano's still
in the hangar where we left it.

Going somewhere, son?

You can't stop us, old man.

You disappoint me.

Let me show you the
true power of Spartax.

Nice one, Dad.

How come you never
taught me that trick?

There's a lot I
never taught you.

You guys take the mechs while
I deal with dear old Dad.

I was afraid you'd never ask.

Whoa!

Much as I'm lovin'
this father-son time,

how 'bout we do something else?

Like stop the Asgardians
from attacking your people?

I didn't start this war,
that was your doing.

But I will finish it.

Well, that was fun.

Get to the Milano. I got this.

You really do have much to learn
about mastering the elements.

Yeah? Well, Mom always
said I was a quick study.

But hey, I wouldn't
expect you to know that.

Not after bailing on your wife and
kid, never once looking back!

Flying across the galaxy to fight a
war you started in the first place!

You talk too much, son.

Just like your mother.

Beats me what she
ever saw in you.

Is anything sweeter than finally
claiming what is rightfully yours?

With all due respect, Lo...

My king, may I ask what
happens when Thor returns?

Sadly, my brother
won't be coming back.

Ever.

But fear not, for a glorious
new era is upon us.

The son of Odin shall revel
in glorious victory this day.

As shall his daughter!

As shall his loyal warriors!

I expected more from the Commander
of the Spartax Royal Guard.

Then more you shall receive.

Be sure to inform me when
you are ready to begin.

You there, halt!

Listen to me. You can
either fight us,

or fight to defend
your home world.

In my opinion, the latter
is more honorable.

I am Groot.

Ah, showoff.

Enough of this, old man.

Your kingdom's suffering
for no good reason.

'Cause I've got proof that
Loki took the Cosmic Seed.

Are you certain of that?

You deleted it?

How could I delete something that
never existed in the first place?

After all these years of
trying to keep the peace,

you actually want this war? Why?

Because this time
I know I can win.

What do you mean "this time"?

This is what we do, Peter.

We're thieves, you and I.

We take things, by
any means necessary.

The Cosmic Seed, Asgard...

How about my life?

You took that when you hired
a space pirate to kidnap me.

To raise you and shape
you into a worthy heir.

Forget it. I am not gonna
be part of your lies!

Peter!

You called, Dad?

Just out of curiosity, Quill,

when you let go of that
ledge, what was your plan?

After falling? Didn't
really have one.

Good thing we were trackin' the
signal from your helmet. Otherwise...

I am Groot.

Yeah, thanks. I owe you one.

You sound displeased.

Are you not grateful
to be alive?

Totally.

It's just that without
the recording of Loki,

we don't have a way
to stop this war.

So, why don't we just cut
our losses and leave?

Let Spartax and
Asgard slug it out.

Because I'm not like my dad.

I don't run out on family.

This game has grown tiresome.

Asgardian coward!

A true warrior never
runs from battle!

Bam! Big bro to the rescue.

Great. Now who's
gonna rescue us?

The Destroyer Armor?
That's awesome!

I am the one true destroyer!

And I do not believe that word "awesome"
means what you think it does.

Well, think again, D-man.

The armor records everything
it sees, remember?

And we know we can use my
helmet to access its memory.

I am Groot!

So you think the
Destroyer recorded Loki

stealing the Cosmic Seed
back from your pops.

All we gotta do is retrieve
the recording. Easy.

Groot, let's take a little ride.

Good luck, guys.

Oh, and try to bring
my helmet back

- in one piece, Rocket.
- Whoo-hoo!

Establishing uplink... Now.

Your helmet smells like human
morning breath, Quill.

How come I gotta
access the info?

I'm gonna go and try to
talk some sense into Thor.

Right. I mean, what
could go wrong there?

Thor, you gotta call
off the attack.

- Intruder.
- Yield, Heimdall.

This whole war's a set-up
and I've got proof.

Show it to me.

Okay, I don't have it like, right
this second, but I will get it.

Soon.

I believe it's time to commence
the next phase of my plan.

Uh, this can't be good.

Hey! Where do you think
you're going, tin can?

The Destroyer. There
must be a malfunction.

Good to know. I'd hate to think
that turning your own weapon

on your own ship was
part of the plan.

I got this!

- Your weapon is clearly inadequate.
- Wait! My buddy's on that armor.

Come on, load faster!

Ah!

That small, hairy creature,
he is one of yours.

- You turned the armor against us.
- No. No, not true.

The Guardians are the
enemies of Asgard

and must be destroyed.

No, you got it all wrong!

Guessing this isn't
a social call.

I do not know what they
teach you on Asgard,

but uninvited guests
are never welcome!

Okay, think about it. If I could
control that hunk of junk,

why would I want it to open fire
when I'm standing right next to you?

Loki's the mastermind.

He's giving the orders.
I've seen it before!

Aye, it does seem like something
the prince of lies would do.

And something a
Spartaxian would do.

Wait, wait, wait!

I've got an idea how to prove I'm
telling the truth. Just hear me out.

No. No, no!

- Quill!
- No!

Thor!

Brave warriors of Spartax,
the enemy is faltering.

Seize this moment and
victory shall be ours!

Ho, ho. Now is that
really necessary, J'Son?

I warn you, Loki. Blink wrong
and you will cease to exist.

First of all, old friend,
it's all-father Loki,

ruler of Asgard and
the nine realms.

And you need not worry,

for I come seeking an
immediate ceasefire.

Conflict and bloodshed will
destroy both our kingdoms.

Peace is the only solution.

It is what my late brother
Thor would have wanted.

And if anyone is responsible
for this terrible war

between Asgard and Spartax
and the loss of my only son,

it is the so-called
Guardians of the Galaxy.

- What did we do?
- Nothin'. That's what.

And I got the goods to prove it.

See, I accessed the Destroyer's archives
for a little blast from your past.

Sure, we all know J'Son of Spartax
stole the Cosmic Seed from Asgard.

But guess who stole it back?

Yeah, that's right, prince of lies.
Busted.

Yes. Bravo.

Well played.

But who cares?

I specifically orchestrated
a war to eliminate

my brother and take over Asgard.

Which I have done, so I hereby

pardon myself for
all wrongdoings.

Pity you have no
authority to do so. Oh.

Quill, you are not dead?

So, we took a dive to
make you admit the truth.

My idea.

I would never conceive
of such a devious plan,

but I cannot argue
with the results.

What can I say? It's a gift.

Take him into custody!

This is outrageous!

Not only does Asgard owe us an
apology for this deception,

but it must pay for the
damage caused to our kingdom.

Not so fast there, Daddy-O.

After all these years of
tryin' to keep the peace,

you actually want this war?

- Why?
- Because this time I know I can win.

Do not test me, Father. I
will do what I have to.

I understand, my dear.

And so must I.

J'Son of Spartax.

Thanos? But how? Why?

I told you I knew I could win.

You summon Thanos.

Then Thanos will end all.