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(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

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(CHITTERING)

-(DOOR OPENS)\N-(CHITTERING STOPS)

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHITTERING)

-(TENSE MUSIC BUILDING)\N-(CHITTERING)

(CREEP ACOUSTIC VERSION BY RADIOHEAD PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

When you were here before

(SINGING ALONG)\NCouldn't look you in the eye

(INHALES)

You're just like an angel

Your skin makes me cry

(MUSIC VOLUME INCREASES)

You float like a feather

(GRUNTS)

In a beautiful world

(GRUNTING)

And wish I was special

Come on, Drax. Dance.

Only idiots dance.

And I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

(LAUGHTER)

What the hell am I doin' here?

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)

I don't belong here

(SNIFFLES)

(NASALLY)\NI want to have control

I want a perfect body

(COSMO GROWLING)

I want a perfect soul

(KRAGLIN GRUNTING)

I want you to notice

When I'm not around

You're so very special

(SONG CONTINUES ON SPEAKERS)

I wish I was special

(PETER SNORING)

But I'm a creep

Hey! Uh-uh.

(GRUNTS)

(SLURRING) I told you\Na million times,

you keep your grimy\Nraccoon hands off my Zune.

I told you a million times,\NI'm not a damn raccoon.

But I'm a creep

(PETER THUDS)

When I don't belong here

Whoa, whoa

(GROOT GASPS)

Again?

Ah, she's runnin' out

She run, run, run, run

Whatever makes you happy

(PETER SIGHS)

Whatever you want

I love you, Gamora.

You're so very special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here

I don't belong here

(SONG ENDS)

So, what are you\Ngonna do about Quill?

Me? Why not you?

I got emotionalistical issues.\NWhat am I gonna do?

Why are you on the ceiling?

I wanted to see if\Nthese new gravity boots

worked on a slope.

(MELLOW ACOUSTIC GUITAR\NMUSIC PLAYING)

Here we go.

(CROWD CHUCKLES)

(WHISTLING LONG NOTES)

-(WHISTLING RHYTHMICALLY)\N-(COSMO WHIMPERS)

-Oh. (LAUGHING)\N-(CROWD GASPS)

(SIGHS)

Sorry.

COSMO: Bozhe moi, Kraglin.

You must know\Nyou will never learn.

You think you could do better?

COSMO: Da.

Davaj.

(ENERGY HUMMING)

(GRUNTS)

(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

(LAUGHING)

KRAGLIN: Telekinesis\Nis cheating!

That's a stupid little pebble!

I could do that\Nwith my dang finger!

-You're a bad dog.\N-(GRUNTS, WHINES)

COSMO: Do not say that to me.

You are. You're a bad dog.

COSMO: Take that back.

Come on, that's not cool.

Nebula, did you hear?

He called me a bad dog,

and he refused\Nto take it back.

I don't care, Cosmo.

-Is Peter okay?\N-I don't know.

-MANTIS: What are you going to do?\N-Me? He's your brother.

It doesn't matter,\Nhe still doesn't listen to me.

Yeah, he has been pretty mopey\Never since Gamora died.

She's not dead.

She just doesn't\Nremember anything

from the past few years.

Nobody tells me nothing.

Mantis, why don't you\Njust touch him and,

-you know, make him happy?\N-I am Groot?

-Dude!\N-Gross!

No, not like that.\NTouch him with her powers.

It is wrong to manipulate\Nthe feelings of friends.

'Bout that time you made me\Nfall in love with my sock?

Well, that was funny.

I guess it's back to one of us\Ntouching him the other way.

Maybe we should draw straws.

No one ever meant that, Drax.

(CRAZY ON YOU\NBY HEART PLAYING)

If we still have time\NWe might still get by

(SONG CONTINUES ON ZUNE)

Every time I think about it\NI wanna cry

With bombs and the Devil\NAnd the kids keep comin'

No way to breathe easy\NNo time to be young

(HUFFS)

But I tell myself\NThat I was doin' all right

(GROANING)

There's nothin' left\NTo do at night

(RUMBLING)

(GRUNTS, SCREAMING)

(GASPS)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

MAN: What was that?\NWOMAN: What was that?

NEBULA: What the hell?\NBOY: Oh, my God!

-Is he okay?\N-(ROCKET GROANS)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(PANTING)

Hey!

Where did you go, squirrel?

On the ground!

(SCREAMS)

-(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)\N-(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

(NEBULA SHOUTS, GROANS)

-(PEOPLE SCREAMING)\N-PEDDLER: No, stop! Don't!

Stop, please! No!\NStop, please!

Please!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BOTH CONTINUE GRUNTING)

(GROOT SCREAMING)

-(DOOR BEEPS)\N-Who is that maniac?

Some super douche\Nwith ray gun hands,

I don't frickin' know.

(WHOOSHING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHISTLING LONG NOTES)

(ARROW CLATTERS)

Who threw this thing at me?

-(WHIMPERING)\N-Shut up.

Baby.

(ROCKET GROANS)

-(CRACKS)\N-(CRIES OUT)

(GRUNTS)

(DRAX GRUNTS)

Pick on someone your own size.

(GRUNTING)

(DRAX PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(SPITS)

(YELLS)

MANTIS: Peter!

-(GASPING FOR AIR)\N-Peter!

We need Med-Paks!

(ROCKET CHOKING)

(SCREAMS)

(METALS CLICKING)

-Nebula!\N-(GRUNTS)

Piss off.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BOTH STRAINING)

(ENERGY CHARGES UP)

(GRUNTING)

-Ooh.\N-(CROWD GASPS)

(CRYING) Rocket.

(CHOKING)

-(SWORD SLICES FLESH)\N-(CROWD GASPS)

(SIZZLING)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(BREATHES HEAVILY) That hurts.

What a pity.

(CROWD EXCLAIMS)

-(WHEEZING)\N-(MED-PAKS CHARGING UP)

-(BONES CRACK)\N-(MANTIS GROANS)

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)\N-(GROANING)

MANTIS: No!

All I did was\Nactivate the Med-Paks!

Get them off! Now!

(PANTING)

(SOLEMN CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CRYING)

(DISTANT WHOOSHING)

Oh, hell.

We need to get him\Nto the Med-Bay!

It was destroyed.\NThere's one on the ship.

(MACHINE BUZZING)

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

MAN: Lill ol od for today.

Stitch him up and transfer him\Nin with the rest of Batch 89.

(GRUNTS)

(DOOR BEEPS)

(GRIM MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(ANIMAL WHINES IN DISTANCE)

(SHUDDERS)

It's okay.

You're here with us now.

Hey! It's a new guy.

What kind of thing are you?

You've got, like,\Na mask on your face.

RABBIT: Mask, eyes,\Nface, mouth,

does it words?

It's okay, friend.\NDon't let them scare you.

(SHUDDERS)

Hurts.

(WINCES)

It's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

PETER: A kill switch?

A device set to destruct

if anyone goes\Npoking around inside him,

or even if we use\Nthe Med-Paks.

And why would Rocket\Nhave a kill switch?

Apparently, someone considers\Nhim proprietary technology

and sent that golden lunatic\Nto get him.

So, he'll die\Nif we operate on him?

And he'll die if we don't.

There has to be some way\Nto bypass it.

NEBULA: It looks like\Nthere's a passkey

that could override\Nthe kill switch.

What do we know about\Nwhere Rocket came from?

He won't talk about it.

Much of the tech was developed\Nby a company called OrgoCorp.

And there's a code\Non all of it,

89P13.

He's got maybe 48 hours.

Where are you going?

OrgoCorp have to\Nhave records, right?

Maybe they'll have\Na way for us

to override the kill switch\Nand save Rocket.

They won't just\Ngive us that information.

Well, that's why\Nwe're gonna break in.

We kill anyone\Nwho gets in our way!

PETER: Not kill anyone.\NDRAX: Kill a few people.

Kill no people.

Kill one guy, one stupid guy\Nwho no one loves.

Now you're just making it sad.

(ENGINES START)

Kraglin, Cosmo,\NI need you to keep watch

over Knowhere till we're back.\NCouple of days, tops.

-Aye, Cap'n.\N-COSMO: Aye, comrade.

Take back what you said,

-that I'm a bad dog.\N-Nope.

COSMO: I know you don't really\Nthink I am a bad dog.

Can you please take it back?

I will not.

(COSMO GROANS DRAMATICALLY)

I located the coordinates\Nfor OrgoCorp.

I think I have\Na contact near there.

Maybe they can help us get in.

Contact him.

Let's go save our friend.

(SINCE YOU BEEN GONE\NBY RAINBOW PLAYING)

I get the same old dreams\NSame time every night

Fall to the ground\NAnd I wake up

So I get out of bed\NPut on my shoes and in my head

(ANIMALS LAUGHING)

Thoughts fly back\NTo the break-up

These four walls\NAre closing in

(LAUGHING CONTINUES)

Look at the fix\NYou've put me in

-(OTTER CHEERS)\N-(LAUGHING)

Since you been gone

No, no, no.

Since you been gone

I'm out of my head\NCan't take it

Could I be wrong\NBut since you been gone

You cast the spell\NSo break it

-(RABBIT SQUEALS)\N-(LAUGHTER)

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

(ALL LAUGHING HEARTILY)

It's good to have friends.

Since you been gone

(GROANS)

Oh, my poor baby.

(GROANS) It hurts.

-Do you have it?\N-He does not, sire.

I tried to warn you,\NHigh Evolutionary.

These Guardians are\Nmore powerful than you think.

Or perhaps you simply\Noverestimate your own value,

High Priestess.

No doubt a flaw of some type\Nin my own design.

I created you lot as merely\Nan aesthetic experiment.

Beautiful numbskulls.

But your egos have run wild.\NSay, "Ah."

-Ah.\N-And this one

was meant to be the Warlock,

the apogee of their people.

You removed Adam\Nfrom his cocoon early,

my liege.

He's still a child.

No, there's something\Nwrong with him

even outside all that.

Yes, there's something\Nwrong with me!

I was stabbed,\Nyou extraordinary phallus!

(GROANS)

He doesn't know any better.

We shall do whatever\Nyou require, my liege.

You knew of 89P13's existence\Nfor years without alerting me.

That's not what I require!

(CONTINUES GROANING)

(WHISPERING)\NI'm sorry, my liege.

Find 89P13\Nand return it to me,

or I will destroy\Nyour entire civilization,

as is my right as your maker.

Do you understand?

(GROANING HEAVILY)

Do you understand?

Yes, sire.

Toodle-do.

(GRUNTS)

How did 89P13 survive\Nafter all these years, Theel?

It was always clever, sire.

Yes, that's exactly why\NI want it now.

-Of course.\N-Its brain.

That is the only reason, sire.

But are you really trusting\Nthe Sovereign to retrieve it?

They're merely a backup.

I believe I know\Nwhere they're going.

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(DEEP RUMBLING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)

NEBULA: It's bio-formed.

Instead of being built,\Nit's grown from living matter.

The structure is surrounded

by three impenetrable\Nplasmic security shields.

It's not going to be easy

to break into this place,\NStar-Lord.

Doesn't have to be easy.

I was a professional thief,\Nremember?

I'll jam the signals\None at a time.

She calls me Star-Lord\Nwhen she's mad at me.

She's always mad

-at everyone.\N-(MACHINE HISSES)

It's because I was drunk.

She's right.

If I hadn't been drinking,

maybe Rocket... I'm sorry.

It's okay.\NHe's your best friend.

Second best friend.

Everyone around me dies.\NMy mother, Yondu, Gamora.

Gamora isn't dead.

She is to us.\NYou want a Zarg-Nut?

(SIGHS) Thank you.

(CRUNCHING)

(POWERS UP)

First shield set.

Three, two,

one.

-Peter.\N-What?

You had family on Earth,

and you never wanted\Nto go back to see them?

No, you're my sister.

That's all the family\NI want or need.

Besides, it was really\Njust my grandpa, okay?

-He was a pretty hard guy.\N-(DEVICE BEEPS)

Still. Don't you think he...

What?

You were abducted by Ravagers

the same day\Nhe lost his daughter.

Oh, yeah, he was upset.

My mom died,\Nhe screamed in my face,

he pushed me out of the room!

He was probably\Njust trying to protect you.

-What are you talking about?\N-What?

I'm talking about the people\Nin my life who died,

and you're talking about this?

Second shield set.

NEBULA: (ON SPEAKERS)\NThree, two, one.

MANTIS: I'm only saying,

you've never even\Ngone to see if he's okay.

He could still be alive.

My grandpa? He'd be, like,\N90-something years old.

So he could still be alive.

People on Earth die\Nwhen they're, like, 50.

They die when they're 50?

I don't know.\NSomething like that.

What's even\Nthe point of being born?

-Exactly!\N-Are you about to die?

I'm not 50!

-(MACHINE BEEPS)\N-The point is,

I wasn't talking\Nabout any of this.

Third shield set.

NEBULA: Three, two, one.

MANTIS: Well, not everything

is about\Nwhat you are talking about.

And I'm only saying\Nyou are upset

because so many of the people\Nyou cared about

-have left you...\N-(BEEPS)

...but you also left someone.

And maybe I wanted a Zarg-Nut!

It's too late.\NThey're all gone.

(DRAX CRUNCHING)

(ELEVATOR RATTLES, THUDS)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Why didn't we go through?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

We did. It's not the shield.

Oh, hell.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Ravagers.

WOMAN: (ON SPEAKER) Hey, guys,\Nyou're about to be boarded

by the United Ravagers.

You can surrender\Nand turn over

any stuff\Nworth anything and live...

-(CLANGING)\N-...or you can die.

Totes up to you.

(WHOOSHING)

(RAVAGERS GRUNTING\NAND GROWLING)

(PETER GASPS)

(CREATURE WHINES)

(RAVAGER CACKLES)

(RAVAGERS CACKLING)

-(DRAX GASPING)\N-Drax, no, no, no, Drax!

-Mwah.\N-Guys, it's me,

Peter Quill, I'm one of you,\Nremember?

Hold on!\NWe have an appointment!

-We have an appointment.\N-With who?

-With Gamora.\N-With Gamora.

-What?\N-GAMORA: You're early.

(RAVAGERS GRUNTING)

(SINISTER MUSIC PLAYS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS DEEPER)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

What are these?

OrgoCorp uniforms.

You're gonna have to wear\Nthese to move through the Orgo

without attracting attention.

This isn't my color.

What did you say?

It clashes with my eyes.

(RAVAGERS LAUGHING)

Put it on!

Nebula, why would you\Nnot tell me

that you've been in contact\Nwith Gamora?

Because I didn't want you\Nto get freaked out.

(HIGH-PITCHED)\NFreaked out how?

Like that.

(NORMAL TONE) Let me in there.

I don't wanna be trapped\Nout here, I can't...

(DOOR SHUTS)

Gamora, we are grateful\Nfor your help.

Oh, I'm not doing this out\Nof the kindness of my heart.

I'm doing this\Nfor the hundred thousand units

my sister promised.

-(RAVAGERS LAUGH)\N-So, you're a Ravager now?

Put on the uniform.

Never pictured you\Nas the Ravager type.

Who are you again?

-(GAMORA SCOFFS)\N-Oh, man.

OrgoCorp is in possession\Nof some of the most advanced

cybergenetic IP in the galaxy,

so they're heavily guarded\Nby the deadly Orgosentries.

Now, I know you don't have\Ndocumentation to dock,

so you're gonna have to\Nget in there on your own.

Once in, Gamora is gonna\Nlead you to the records,

where maybe\Nyou can find the passkey

to override the kill switch

and help you\Nsave the hedgehog.

But if you get into trouble,

we will not\Nbe able to bail you out.

-(ROCKET BREATHING HEAVILY)\N-(MACHINES BEEPING)

(SOFT CHORAL MUSIC PLAYS)

HIGH EVOLUTIONARY: Yes.

Yes, of course. Brilliant.

His functioning\Nhas skyrocketed.

That's correct, P13.

Very good.

That's the new world.

Counter-Earth.

Where the experiments will go\Nonce they're ready.

It blue.

That's the sky.

Sky.

Rocket.

Yes, it is.

-What sounds?\N-(SOFT CHORAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

That's music.

We like it?

(CHUCKLES) We do.

This recording\Nis over 5,000 years old.

"Mo Ergastee Förn, Mo Ergalone Förn Nort."

Which, translated, is,

"Be not as you are,\Nbut as you should be."

It's our sacred mission,

to take the cacophony\Nof sounds around us

and turn it into a song.

To take an imperfect clump

of biological matter\Nsuch as you

and transform it\Ninto something

perfect.

And we're halfway there,\Naren't we?

Come with me, P13.

I'd like to show you\Nsomething.

We have but a single quest,

to create the perfect species

and the perfect society.

You, P13,

are part of Batch 89.

But here with Batch 90,

I've developed a process\Nby which I can guide

any organism\Nthrough millions of years

of programmed\Nevolutionary changes

in a moment.

(DOOR BEEPS)

(DIALS CLICK)

(MACHINE POWERS UP)

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)\N-(SCREECHES)

(MACHINE HUMS)

(CREATURE SCREECHING)

-(MACHINE POWERS DOWN)\N-(GRUNTS)

-(ROARS)\N-(YELPS)

See, now, there's the rub.

-(MUFFLED ROARING)\N-For some reason,

these specimens\Nare also over-producing

loligo beta-microseminoprotein\Nin their systems,

causing them to be, well...

Violent. We don't like it.

A utopia\Ncan't have its denizens

murdering one another, can it?

It can'ts.

Can't.

Can't.

Theel.

(MACHINE WHOOSHES)

They're programmed\Nto be peaceful. Like you.

But for some reason,\Nit's not catching.

Hyptonic filters.

What?

They's suppressaliting\Nthe glycosylated saltses.

And then boop-boop-boop,

halfcystine residual\Nbe formin',

and then, they make, um...

What do you say?

Loligo\Nbeta-microseminoproteins.

Yeah, thems.

And then, angry turtleses.

Huh.

(IN THE MEANTIME\NBY SPACEHOG PLAYING)

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh\NOooh ooooh

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh\NOooh ooooh

Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh\NOooh ooooh

There. That's\Nthe decompression chamber.

Lock in.

(IN THE MEANTIME\NBY SPACEHOG CONTINUES)

And in the end\NWe shall achieve in time

The thing they call divine

When all the stars\NWill smile for me

PETER: Go.

When all is well\NAnd well is all for all

And forever after

Well, maybe in the meantime\NWait and see

We love the all\NThe all of you

Where lands are green\NAnd skies are blue

When all in all\NWe're just like you

Activate gravity boots\Nand gloves.

-(SONG STOPS ABRUPTLY)\N-(COMMS BEEP)

And when I cry for me\NI cry for you

Nebula, go.

For all the days\NYou've still to come

(POWERS UP)

And did I ever say\NI'd never play

(LIQUID BUBBLING)

Or fly toward the sun

Maybe in the meantime\NSomething's wrong

We love the all\NThe all of you

Where lands are green\NAnd skies are blue

-(SONG STOPS ABRUPTLY)\N-(COMMS BEEP)

So, you really don't\Nremember anything?

Like what?

'Bout your time with us.

No.

-Huh. We were...\N-We weren't anything.

You and me...

That person was some alternate\Nfuture version of me.

It wasn't me.

We loved each other.

I don't think so.

I know you don't remember\Nany of it.

You were everything to me.

And I miss you...

so much.

And, maybe...

maybe, if you\Nopen yourself up to it...

there's a possibility...

I don't think so, Quinn.

Quill.

Quill.

I don't think so.

Well, what\NI'm trying to say...

Peter, you know this is\Nan open line, right?

What?

We're listening to everything\Nyou're saying.

And it is painful.

And you're\Njust telling me now?

We were hoping\Nit would stop on its own.

But I switched it over\Nto private!

What color button\Ndid you push?

-Blue, for the blue suit!\N-Oh, no!

Blue is the open line\Nfor everyone.

-Orange is for blue.\N-What?

Black is for orange,\Nyellow is for green,

green is for red,\Nand red is for yellow.

DRAX: No. Yellow is for yellow,

green is for red,\Nred is for green.

-I don't think so.\N-Try it then.

Hello!

-(FEEDBACK)\N-(GROANS)

You were right.

How the hell am I supposed\Nto know all of that?

Seems intuitive.

Can we get back\Nto saving our friend?

Get that jammer\Nready to change the shield.

(DEVICE BEEPS)

(PLOPS)

(ELECTRICAL THRUMMING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTING)

Guys?

I mean, you wanna talk\Nabout a sweet ride?

The acceleration\Nwill crush your spine.

It's got that brand-new\Nfusalix core.

You know\Nwhat I'm talking about?

Oh, yeah.

Really? 'Cause I just\Nmade that up.

Oh, I thought\Nyou said somethin' else.

Master Karja.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

-No, you didn't.\N-I... I did.

Master Karja, there appears\Nto be a physical breach

in the white wing somewhere.

-Could it be a glitch?\N-FEMALE SECURITY: Maybe.

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(STRAINING)

I'm accessing the eye.

I'll see if I can locate it.

(GRUNTS)

(DRAX PANTING)

(SHIELD HUMS)

(PETER GRUNTS)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

-(GRAVITY POWERS DOWN)\N-(ALL GRUNT)

There's some sort of anomaly

in the decompression chamber.\NBest you check it out, Master.

On it.

(HELMET HISSES)

Hurry.

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WEAPONS POWERING UP)

(GRUNTING)

Where do we put these?

Here! Hide them in this locker\Nuntil we leave.

Hurry!

(MUSIC BUILDING)

(DOOR HUMS)

-(MUSIC HALTS)\N-(ALL PANTING)

What the hell was that, guys?

-What, are you kidding me?\N-What?

A neutro-quark\Njust hit the satellite.

It's burning a hole\Nthrough the wall.

You geniuses,\Nyou just throw the door open

without any proper\Nprecautionary procedure?

What procedure, bro?

Oh! You want us to read\Nthe manual for you too, bro?

You could have killed\Neveryone in the wing!

Exactly! You idiots!

I'm angry too!

(SOFTLY) Oh, no.

DRAX: I mean, can't you see

these authentic\Nmechanic uniforms

that we're wearing\Non our bodies?

That blend in with some of our\Nskin-tones better than others?

PETER: Excuse my friend.

He is the boss' nephew.\NHe's a little...

Oh. Oh.

Yeah. I...\NI got one of those too.

I mean, this one?\NThis one I love.

I'm so proud.

You're doing great.\NSo proud of you.

But this one, I just...

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

Everything he does\Ndrives me crazy.

Yeah.

I thought you said\Nsomething else.

Shut up.

I swear\NI'm gonna throttle him.

I'm gonna go to jail\Nfor murder.

-I am.\N-(GASPS)

How'd you guys\Nget here so fast?

I'll be honest with you,\Nwe just happened in

before it burned all the way\Nthrough, thankfully.

Ah. Good thing you were here.

-All right, guys, wrap it up.\N-(COMMS BEEPS)

Looks like\Nwe're all clear here.

(MANTIS CHOKES)

Our spacesuits!

(GAMORA GROANS)

You threw them\Nin the contamination bin.

It expels stuff into space\Nthe moment you shut the door.

That would have been helpful\Ninformation three minutes ago.

(SHOUTS) Damn it, Mantis,\Nwhy don't you ever think?

Are we pretending\Nto be angry again?

Mantis, you asshole!

Guys, just focus\Nfor two seconds.

We'll find another way\Nout of here.

Right now,\Nwe need to save Rocket's life.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SIGHS) Nebula, Quinn, and I

will get to the records\Nand get the passkey.

Bug and Doofus,

access the spaceport\Nthrough the elevator

so Tree can land\Nand get us out of here.

Apologies.

No problem.

Go.

Not my fault\NI don't know something

if no one ever tells me.

I didn't even wanna come here.

I'm gonna need to see your...

You're hopelessly in love

with him.

Oh, no.

-(PLAYFUL MUSIC PLAYS)\N-Hey.

Hey.

How you doin' today?

I'm all right. (SIGHS)

What was... What was\Nyour name again?

-Drax the Destroyer.\N-Oh.

-That is such a lovely name.\N-(SNORTS)

Oh.

I'll get the door for you.

(BEEPS)

I'll be here when you\Ncome back out, okay?

Sure.

Every single time.

-(GRUNTS PLAYFULLY)\N-(DRAX SIGHS)

My name is Bletelsnort.

HOST: (ON SPEAKERS) Welcome\Nto OrgoCorp headquarters.

For over 300 years,

OrgoCorp has been producing\Ncybernetic implants

and genetic upgrades\Nacross the universe

under the watchful eye\Nof the High Evolutionary.

That warning we got today,

don't those two\Nmatch the description?

Attention, all Orgosentries,

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

That manager should\Nhave access to the records.

If the passkey is here,\Nshe can get it for us.

All right.\NI'll handle this one.

How?

Pure Star-Lord charm.

I'm excited for you\Nthat you get to see this again

for the first time.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)

(PETER CLEARS THROAT)

Hi, Yura.

Ura.

-Oh. Ura.\N-URA: Hi.

Hi, my name's Patrick Swayze.

I've been noticing you\Nfor quite a while,

and the way\Nthat you smile to yourself

when you think\Nnobody is looking,

it makes my every day\Na bit brighter.

We need your hand.\NAnd it's your choice

whether it's on your body\Nor not.

What are you doing?

She was never\Ngonna fall for that.

Dude, she was\Ntotally into me, man!

I kind of thought\Nyou were a douchebag.

-Oh, come on.\N-We need a file.

-What file?\N-89P13.

-Could that be something?\N-No.

Then your use to us

-is over.\N-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

It sounds like a species tag.

Show us!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

HOST: All of\Nour research supports

the High Evolutionary's\Naltruistic objective

of creating a utopian society.

DRAX: That must be\Nthe spaceport.

(DIGITAL TRILLING)

NEBULA: Whoa.

What is all this?

Species patented over\Nthe years using OrgoCorp tech.

Every species\NOrgoCorp has created

has its own individual file.

I'm so sorry about this.

Listen to me, this is not\Nthe kind of thing we do.

Oh, please, stop it\Nwith the subtle jabs!

Old you would have\Nnever done this.

You had a purpose\Nhigher than yourself.

-A calling to help people.\N-Give me a break.

That's why you left Thanos\Nand formed the Guardians.

Except, I didn't\Nform the Guardians.

-PETER: Sheesh.\N-And I barely left Thanos.

Whoever it was\Nthat you were in love with,

it wasn't me.

It sounds more like her.

-Her?\N-What?

-That's ridiculous!\N-Do not bring me into this.

-Don't even...\N-(LAUGHS FORCEFULLY)

-Knock it off!\N-What?

Don't look at me\Nlike a lost puppy

needing a soft place

-to lie down.\N-I didn't say anything!

I just never noticed\Nhow black your eyes were.

They were replaced\Nby my father

as a method of torture.

He... He picked a pretty set.

There.

That's the file for 89P13.

Heads up, heads up!

-GAMORA: Ugh.\N-PETER: (SOFTLY) Okay.

(SOFTLY) What?

-(ALARM BLARING)\N-(GAMORA GASPS)

(ENGINES WHIRRING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, no.

Walk!

ORGOSENTRY: Move it, move it!

(ORGOSENTRIES\NTALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Stand down!

Drax, we should\Nmake a run for it.

Or we could fight.

-Run.\N-Fight.

-Run!\N-Fight!

-Take 'em!\N-(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

What are we gonna do?

(GUNS COCK)

-I got a plan.\N-What is it?

All of you, come with me...\N(GRUNTS)

Everybody, lower your weapons,

or I blow\Nthis woman's brains out!

That's the plan?

-You're a kitty cat.\N-Meow.

(GRUNTING)

You feel like dancing.

Violent rage.

-(SCREAMING)\N-(RAPID GUNFIRE)

Lower your weapons!

Let's kill that one\Nthat looks like a carrot

to show we mean business.

God! Past Gamora's just mean!

She was always like that,\Nand yet, I was the bad guy.

We are not killing anyone!

Back off!

Groot, bring the Bowie\Nto us. Now.

(SIGHS IN RELIEF)

(ELEVATOR MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm so sorry about this, Ura.

Oh, please.

We're here to save the life\Nof our friend, that is all.

We paid her to help us get in\Nand get out.

You'd think that'd mean,\N"Oh, I'm gonna help you

"do it in a way that\Nno one knows it's happening."

But no, what she means is,\N"I'm gonna shoot people.

-"Threaten people's lives."\N-Shut up!

And I know\Nyou're probably asking,

why would I trust her?

Well, that's a good question.

The answer is,\Nwe used to be in love.

Yeah. She was my girlfriend,

only she doesn't remember it,\Nbecause it wasn't her.

Because her dad threw her off\Na magic cliff and she died,

and then I lost my temper

and nearly destroyed\Nhalf the universe.

Then she came back,\Nout of the past.

And there she is.

Everyone else who died in\Nthe past stayed dead, not her.

Why? Was it the magic cliff?\NI don't know.

I'm not some fricking\NInfinity Stone scientist.

Just some dumbass Earth dude\Nwho met a girl, fell in love,

that girl died,

and then came back\Na total dick.

He left out\Nsome important information,

but that is the gist of it.

(URA WHIMPERS)

(SCREAMS)

(ORGOSENTRIES GRUNTING)

Get to the security hub!

Okay!

(ORGOSENTRIES GROANING)

-(DRAX GRUNTING)\N-(ORGOSENTRIES YELPING)

Everybody, down on the floor,\Nor we blow your brains out!

Hey, hey, hey,\Nwe don't want any...

-(GASPS)\N-SECURITY: No! Oh, my God

-Oh, my God! No!\N-(SCREAMING)

Come on! Would you please\Nstop doing that?

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(PANTS)

(REASONS BY EARTH, WIND\N& FIRE PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

(GRUNTS)

Now, I'm craving your body\NIs this real

Temperature's rising\NI don't want to feel

I'm in the wrong place\NTo be real

-(DRAX GRUNTS)\N-(SCREAMS)

Yeah! (LAUGHING)

Hey!

And I'm longing to love you\NJust for a night

(DRAX GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

(GROANING)

Run.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SQUELCHING)

(GRUNTING)

(DRAX BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GUN COCKS)

(SLOW DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(MANTIS GRUNTS)

-(GUNSHOTS)\N-(GRUNTS)

(CRIES OUT)

Drax!

(CHOKES, COUGHING)

Get on the ground\Nand show me your hands now.

-(MANTIS GASPS)\N-(BREATH TREMBLING)

(BREATH SHUDDERS)

PETER: Ura?

Please listen to me.

We need to get out of here\Nwith this

to save my best friend's life.

If you could get us\Ninto the system

of those sentries out there,

they are good people,\Nlike you. I'm certain of it.

And if I just had\Nan opportunity

to speak to them...

They're corporate shills,\Nyou idiot.

They're not gonna\Nlisten to you.

They will listen if I speak\Nto them from my heart.

Ura.

Please.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

-(CHIMES)\N-BLETELSNORT: Hey!

-(MENACING MUSIC PLAYS)\N-(PETER MUTTERS)

Come out now!

-Damn it!\N-(GUNS FIRING)

(CRIES OUT)

You are in.

Tell them your truth.

Yeah, I'm not that big\Nof an idiot.

I just needed to get\Ninto the system.

Move it.

(REASONS BY\NWIND, EARTH & FIRE RESUMES)

(ORGOSENTRIES SCREAMING)

Told you she was into me.

I am Groot?

Yeah, that looked cool.

(SONG STOPS)

RABBIT: Is sky?

OTTER: No.

That's not sky,\Nthat's a ceiling.

But sire's making a new world\Nfor all of us,

and when we get there,

there will be sky,

and it will be beautiful\Nand forever.

Wow.

-Whoa.\N-Whoa.

I have been thinking.

'Bout what?

Oh, nothing in particular.

But I thought, since you guys\Nare my closest friends,

and my only friends,

you might\Nbe interested in knowing

that I have been thinking.

That's cool.

I've been thinking, too,

about something more singular.

When sire moves us\Nto the new world,

we're gonna need names.

I mean,

89Q12,

it's not really a name,

so I would like\Nmy name to be...

Lylla.

Lylla.

Lylla.

RABBIT: Lylla.

That's a pretty name, Lylla.

Thank you.

I think my name\Nshall be Teefs,

because, although\Nwe all do have them,

mine are definitely\Nthe most prominent. (LAUGHS)

-(CHUCKLES) Teefs.\N-Teefs.

-Lylla.\N-Teefs.

(LYLLA AND TEEFS LAUGH)

RABBIT: Me be called Floor,\Nbecause me is lying on floor.

You're lying on a floor,\Nso your name is Floor?

-(ALL LAUGHING)\N-FLOOR: Yes!

-Floor.\N-YOUNG ROCKET: Floor.

What about you, friend?

Someday, I'm gonna make\Ngreat machines that fly,

and me and my friends\Nare gonna go flyin' together

into the forever\Nand beautiful sky.

Lylla, and Teefs,

and Floor, and me...

Rocket.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

FLOOR: Rocket.

It really is good\Nto have friends.

Yeah.

(HUMMING)

RECORDER: (ON HOLOGRAM)\NStart the incision here.

-(BABY ROCKET SCREECHING)\N-(MANTIS CRYING)

RECORDER: Keep calm.

-Hold it still.\N-THEEL: I can't!

-It won't stop moving.\N-(MANTIS CONTINUES CRYING)

Why did he never tell us\Nabout any of this?

This is worse\Nthan what Thanos did to me.

Well, what about\Nthe passkey? Is it there?

No. But a file\Nwas removed today.

Downloaded and deleted,

a million characters\Nin length.

The biometrics say it was\Nthis man. Recorder B2H6.

I saw this guy\Noutside of records today.

GROOT: Hmm.

Looks like one of the\NHigh Evolutionary's recorders.

The High Evolutionary?

The founder of OrgoCorp?

OrgoCorp is just a way\Nto fund his experiments

that lie outside\Nintergalactic laws.

He's created whole societies.

Xeronians, the Ani-Men,

-the Sovereign.\N-The Sovereign?

Corners of the universe\Nconsider him God.

I am Groot.

NEBULA: Yes.

Yes, what? That he's Groot?

He said maybe this man\Ndownloaded the passkey

into the computer on his head.

Huh?

NEBULA: That could\Nstore the passkey.

We find him, we save Rocket.

The High Evolutionary's\Ncoordinates.

Put the coordinates\Nin the nav.

Wait a minute.

Are you kidding me?

What he wants is that gutted\Nbadger in the Med-Bay,

and you're gonna bring it\Nstraight to him?

It's almost certainly a trap.

Trap isn't a trap\Nif you know the trap

is trying to trap you.\NIt's a face-off.

A face-off is a trap\Nif you're facing off

against a guy a thousand times\Nmore powerful than you.

Do you know\Nwho the High Evolutionary is?

Yeah, he's some dickhead\Nwho dissected my best friend.

-Second best.\N-The High Evolutionary

isn't someone you wanna\Nthink about messing with.

We won't think about it\Nwhen we do it.

You know what? I don't care!

Just drop me off\Nwith the Ravagers,

and you go do whatever it is\Nthat you wanna do.

We don't have time for this.

I'm not asking you. Drop me\Noff with my people now!

"Your people"? The Ravagers\Naren't your people.

I'm a damn Ravager.\NYou aren't.

Listen, I know you were always\Nlooking for a family. Okay?

But my Gamora,\Nthe one I loved,

she didn't find it\Nwith a group of criminals,

she found it with us.

People who care about you.

I know\Nthat's who you still are.

Somewhere inside of you...

-(SCREAMS)\N-(PETER GRUNTS)

What are you so afraid of\Nin your self

that I need to be\Nsomething for you?

I don't give a shit\Nabout your Gamora.

Life made me me!

I have a few upgrades

courtesy of that gutted badger\Nin the Med-Bay,

and we are not\Nrisking his life

to make yours more convenient.

I'm family.

-So is he.\N-(INHALES SHARPLY)

Screw you.

Screw all of you.

(PORTAL PULSING)

Found him on the outskirts\Nof the first shield,

pirating supply ships.

(WHIMPERS)

I do appreciate this,\Ngood sir.

And I appreciate\Nyour generous contribution

to the Orgosentry\Nretirement fund.

Your associate,

a Zehoberei named Gamora,\Nwhere is she now?

You ain't getting\Nnothing from me.

Oh, we'll see about that,\Nwon't we?

Adam.

Adam.

Yes, Mother?

Show him we mean business.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS)

(CRUNCHING)

(ENERGY CHARGES UP)

-(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)\N-(SCREAMING)

(CRACKLING AND SCREAMING STOP)

(GRUNTS)

I said show him\Nwe mean business,

not disintegrate him!

What more business\Ncould we have shown him?

But now he's of no use to us!

Well, let's just question\Nthe man's friend.

HIGH PRIESTESS: Friend?\NYou think that's a friend?

It's an animal!

(WHIMPERING)

He looks sad.

I really don't enjoy

how that's\Nmaking me feel, actually.

-(SIGHS)\N-(LAUGHING)

-Your friend's a moron.\N-(GROANS)

I got one of those too.\NI get it.

GAMORA: (ON COMMS) Outpost?\NThis is Gamora, you there?

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Fitz-Gibbonok.

Come in.

-(BLOWS)\N-(SIZZLING)

GAMORA: (ON COMMS)\NOutpost, come in.

Yes, (CLEARS THROAT) Gamora.

Salutations.

May I help?

Well, I need you guys\Nto come pick me up.

I'm gonna upload\Nthe location-link

to the craft I'm on.

Oh, I think\Nwe can arrange that.

(MACHINE CHIRPS)

(DO YOU REALIZE\NBY THE FLAMING LIPS PLAYING)

Do you realize

That you have the most

Beautiful face?

Do you realize

We're floating in space?

Do you realize

You need to say to him exactly\Nwhat I told you to say.

Why don't you just say it?

No one ever listens to me.

(MANTIS GRUNTS)

Do you realize

(DRAX CLEARS THROAT)

That everyone...

(MUSIC CONTINUES SOFTLY\NON EARPHONES)

Quill,

life is a pond,

and you've spent\Nyour entire life

leaping from woman to woman

as if they're lily pads\Nupon this great pond.

Perhaps, what you need\Nto do, Quill,

is learn to swim.

-That actually made sense.\N-Yes, it made sense.

No, I mean,\Nthat's sort of an analogy.

And I didn't know\Nthat you were capable

of that type of thought.

I know\Nlots of analogies, Quill.

Analogies, metaphors,\Net cetera.

For instance,

Gamora's head is like a\Nlily pad because it is green.

Analogy.

And also stupid-looking

-and flappy.\N-Flappy?

Because her skin\Nis made of a leaf.

Metaphor.

Is it?

Yesterday, I made a poop\Nshaped like a fish.

Even my butt is capable\Nof making an analogy.

Oh.

(ALARMS BEEPING)

(GROANING)

PETER: What's happening?

NEBULA: The fluid\Nis in his lungs.

HIGH EVOLUTIONARY: (SHOUTING) P13?

P13.

THEEL: Sire.

HIGH EVOLUTIONARY: P13!

THEEL: My lord,\Nmight I suggest that we...

Must...

Ooh. Ooh.

THEEL: Sire was in\Nthe middle of his treatments

when we had a breakthrough\Nwith Batch 92.

Perhaps then we should\Nresume tomorrow, yes?

"We shall\Nresume tomorrow," no!

P13!

Oh. Ooh.

There you are.

(WHISPERS INDISTINCTLY)

(PANTING)

Hello.

(YOUNG ROCKET GROANING)

(GRUNTS)

How did you know

about the microseminoproteins,\NP13?

(EMOTIONAL OPERATIC\NMUSIC PLAYING)

(JOEY WHIMPERS)

(SQUEAKING)

(MACHINE POWERING UP)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

-(MUFFLED SCREAMING)\N-(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(MUFFLED GLASS THUDDING)

What happened in there?

Why?

How did you know, P13?

Uh, it was\Ntoo little filtration...

In the hypotonic, yes,\Nwe know, we fixed that.

(SCREAMING)\NBut how did you know?

I made you!

How did you know?

Because it worked.

(EMOTIONAL OPERATIC MUSIC\NCONTINUES)

It... It worked.

Their rage is gone.

We have the peaceful creatures\Nwe always sought,

ready to inhabit\Nthe new world.

We're going to the new world?

Oh.

We?

Look at you.

As if you were

cobbled together\Nby fat-fingered children.

How could you be part\Nof a perfect species?

You're simply a medley of\Nmistakes we could learn from

and apply to the creatures\Nthat truly mattered.

Batch 89 was never meant\Nfor the new world, P13.

You could figure out\Nthe complex workings

of cytoplasmic\Nfiltration systems,

but you couldn't\Nfigure out that?

But that brain.

That, I'd like\Nto study further.

(SIGHS)

Prep it for surgery\Nand removal in the morning.

What about the rest\Nof Batch 89, sire?

(OPERATIC MUSIC OUTRO PLAYING)

Incinerate them.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

He's dying.\NWe need that passkey.

-(ROCKET WHEEZING)\N-We don't have long.

(COMMS CHIMES)

MANTIS: (ON COMMS)\NWe've arrived.

(WE CARE A LOT\NBY FAITH NO MORE PLAYING)

We care a lot

That looks just like...

home.

We care a lot

About disasters, fires\NFloods and killer bees

PETER: It's like\Na replica of Earth.

It makes no sense.

Atmosphere is habitable.\NGravity's Xandar minus one.

We care a lot

About disease, baby, rock\NHudson, rock, yeah!

Oh, it's a dirty job\NBut someone's gotta do it

Oh, it's a dirty job\NBut someone's gotta do it

We care a lot

We care a lot

We care a lot

About the gamblers\NAnd the pushers and the geeks

We care a lot

About the smack and crack\NAnd whack that hits the streets

PETER: Hello.

We mean you no harm.

(CROWD MURMURING)

(CHILD GIGGLES)

-(CHILD YELPS)\N-(CROWD GASPS)

(YELLING IN ORBOSE)

Listen to me,\Nhe was just trying

to throw her back her ball.

-Ow!\N-(LAUGHS)

-Hey!\N-PETER: Ow, ow.

-(CROWD SHOUTING ANGRILY)\N-Come on! There's no reason...

-(CRIES OUT)\N-Hey, hey.

Groot, full Kaiju!

-PETER: Not full Kaiju!\N-(IN DEEP VOICE) I am

-Groot!\N-PETER: Back up.

No, not Kaiju!

Groot, down!

There's no reason\Nto be afraid.

(GROWLING)

Get down, Groot!

Everybody, it's okay.\NIt's okay.

Hey. Hey, hi.

We're not here to harm you.

Okay.

See? Here.

For your knee.

We just need\Nto save our friend.

HIGH PRIESTESS: Filthy.\NIt doesn't belong here.

(GROWLING SOFTLY)

I will train it in the ways\Nof the Sovereign.

(SLURPING)

I will train him\Nnot to do that.

It's an act of blasphemy\Neven having it here.

Kill it. Now.

I am the Warlock, Mum,

and I am done\Nwith being ordered around.

Gamora is here.

Which means\Nthe squirrel is also.

To save ourselves,

we must bring it\Nto the High Evolutionary

before his own people do.

(KOINU NO CARNIVAL (FROM\NMINUTE WALTZ) BY EHAMIC PLAYS)

(ALL SPEAKING\NIN ORBOSE)

(YELLING IN ORBOSE)

(VAMPIRE BAT WOMAN YELLING\NIN ORBOSE)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Yeah, yeah, sit.

Let's sit. Okay.

(VAMPIRE BAT WOMAN GROANS)

(MUFFLED CHATTER)

(SIGHS)

I am Groot.

It's not rude.\NIt's what it's here for.

Drax, sit up!

Idiot.

-(SIGHS)\N-Thank you.

(RESPONDS IN ORBOSE)

(LOUDLY) Thank you.

(RESPONDS IN ORBOSE)

Our friend...

He's dying.

Uh...

We love our friend.

But he is dying.

(IMITATES CHOKING)

That's not dying,\Nthat's already dead.

They'll think\Nhe's already dead.

They'll think we're here\Non a quest for revenge.

Drax, sit up.

That's what it's here for!

PETER: Drax, it isn't.

It's made for people\Nto sit shoulder to shoulder

right next to each other.

Get your boots\Noff her pillows.

I find it hard to believe

it doesn't have\Nmultiple purposes!

I'm sorry.\NMy friend is a dumbass.

(GRUNTS LIGHTLY)

That's the same as your dying.

Why do you\Ncriticize everything?

Well, why is it oblong then?

It was\Na totally different sound.

No, it wasn't. (GRUNTS) Dying.\N(GRUNTS) Dumbass.

-See? It's the same.\N-All right, guys!

Can I proceed, please,\Nto try to save our friend?

Drax, I see you!

(GROANS)

I understand that none of this

makes any sense\Nto you right now.

We need your help

in finding a man.

Uh, I'm gonna...\NI'm gonna draw.

I'm gonna draw the man\Nthat we're looking for.

Like this.

You see the thing on her head?

-He has a thing like this.\N-That is delightful. Mm.

There you go.

Have you seen this man?

That's very good.

Can I have that later to hang\Nin my apartment, please?

Yeah. Thank you.

Mowtio.

His name...\NHis name is "Mowtio"?

Eo, eo. Uh...

(YELLS IN ORBOSE)

(CROWD MUTTERING)

Mowtios-ek lolo.

-Many mowtios.\N-Oh.

-There?\N-Oh.

-At the pyramid.\N-Oh.

Is that your car\Nin the driveway?

-VAMPIRE BAT WOMAN: Oh.\N-Eo. (SIGHS)

Drax, stay here with Rocket.

Watch him.\NThat's who they're coming for.

-I wanna come.\N-No.

Mantis, watch Drax.

Groot, you know\Nwhat to do with these.

(NEBULA GRUNTING)

-Push down on it.\N-What?

-Push it down.\N-I am pushing down on it.

Push the button.

It looks like\Nyou're pushing the keyhole.

-NEBULA: The what?\N-There's a button

under the handle,\Npress that in.

-(GRUNTS)\N-(BUTTON CLICKS)

Okay. Now what?

Open the fucking door.

(GROWLS) That is\Na stupid design,

and your instructions\Nwere very unclear.

Let's get that passkey\Nand save our friend.

(PEOPLE SCREAM)

(NEBULA GRUNTS)

(ENGINE REVS)

I was eight years old\Nwhen I left Earth, okay?

Why would I know any more

about driving one of\Nthese things than you do?

-Don't see you volunteering.\N-You want me to drive?

-No.\N-I'll drive.

I don't want you to drive.\NI got this.

-(ENGINE REVVING)\N-(NEBULA GRUNTING)

(KOINU NO CARNIVAL PLAYING\NON CAR RADIO)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SQUEAL)

-(CAR THUDS)\N-(OBJECT CLATTERING)

(I'M ALWAYS CHASING RAINBOWS\NBY ALICE COOPER PLAYS ON ZUNE)

(ROCKET WHEEZING)

Just a wild goose chase

And my dreams\NHave all been denied

(CAP CLATTERS)

Why have I always\NBeen a failure

What can the reason be

You must be a really loyal pet

if they're willing to do\Nall this for you.

(ON SPEAKERS)

Chasing rainbows

Watching clouds drifting by

My schemes are just like\NAll my dreams

Ending in the sky

Some fellows look\NAnd find the sunshine

I always look\NAnd find the rain

And some fellows\NMake a winning sometime

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

I'm always chasing rainbows

(SCREAMING)

This is the perfect society?

(SONG ENDS)

(CHILD GIGGLING)

Sire.

This one has been running\Nfor two hours

without breaking a sweat.

-It's incredible...\N-They can survive

on 30 calories a day,

an hour's sleep a week,\Nthey're always happy,

and they can rewire\Na carbenetrix core

in under two minutes.

But will she be ready\Nfor the new colony?

Sire, they're here.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS)

PETER: Here we go.

(TIRES SQUEAL)

We're here to see...

The High Evolutionary\Nis expecting you.

Which means it is a trap.

It's a face-off.

She stays here.

-Why?\N-Policy against weaponry,

and your arm is a gun.

-He's clean.\N-Let's go.

Hey.

It'll be okay.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC BUILDING)

Move it!

(ANIMALS CRYING IN DISTANCE)

(DOOR BEEPS)

(BOTH GRUNT)

-(LOCK CLICKS)\N-(DOOR BEEPS)

Are you okay, Rocket?

(ANIMAL WHINES)

(ANIMAL YAPS)

(ANIMAL WHINING)

(ANIMAL CHATTERS)

(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)

FLOOR: Me Rocket play now?

I can't right now, Floor.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What are you doing?

They ain't gonna set us free.

Yes, they are, Rocket.

We're going to the new world\Nany day now.

(SIGHS)

No, that can't be true.

It is.

They wanna kill us all\Nin the morning.

-What?\N-FLOOR: What?

But I'm gonna fix it.

What is that?

It's a key.

I'm gonna use it\Nto get us all out of here.

I don't know\Nif that's wise, Rocket.

-Mm.\N-FLOOR: Me Rocket leave!

Hooray time forever!

Just down that hall,\Nthere are ships.

I know.\NAnd if we can get to one,

I can pilot it.

And then we'll all fly away\Ntogether, the four of us,

just like\Nwe always said, okay?

Okay?

Whoo-hoo! Yippee!\NRocket! Sky, sky, sky!

(ROUSING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(YOUNG ROCKET\NBREATHING HEAVILY)

-(DOOR BEEPS)\N-(SIGHS IN RELIEF)

-You did it!\N-FLOOR: Yes! Yes! Yes!

You did it!

You did it, you did it,\Nyou did it!

(FLOOR GIGGLES)

(YOUNG ROCKET GRUNTING)

(SNIFFING)

(DOOR BEEPS)

You did it!

-(YOUNG ROCKET CHUCKLES)\N-You did it.

It really is good to have...

-(GUN BLASTS)\N-(FLOOR GASPS)

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(METAL RATTLES)

Yes, I imagined\Nyou'd do something like this.

Back in the cage, P13.

(GASPING SOFTLY)

Sky.

(SCREAMING)

(WAILING)

FLOOR: Rocket, Teefs,\NFloor go now.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Q12 and P13

-escaped from their pens.\N-FLOOR: Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

-Q12 is neutralized...\N-Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

-Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.\N-...but P13 is still out,

-so I'll need assistance.\N-Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.\NRocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Remember not to bruise\Nits brain.

-(CONTINUES WAILING)\N-Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

(MIMICKING YOUNG ROCKET'S\NWAILING)

All right, P13!

You win the crying contest.\NNow, back in the cage.

(YOUNG ROCKET GROWLING)

-(SCREAMING)\N-(SCRATCHING)

-Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.\N-TEEFS: Rocket, let's go!

Let's go! Rocket, please!

Rocket! Rocket!

-(SCRATCHING CONTINUES)\N-(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

RECORDER: Down here. Hurry.

(HIGH EVOLUTIONARY CHOKING)

(RECORDERS GROANING)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

-(STIRRING MUSIC PLAYING)\N-(PANTING)

RECORDER 1: Hey, there it is!\NRECORDER 2: Get him!

RECORDER 3: Get back here!\NRECORDER 4: Get it!

RECORDER 2: He's getting away!

(GRUNTING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

(ENGINE REVS)

(PANTING EXHAUSTEDLY)

(MOTORCYCLE APPROACHING)

(YELPS)

(ENGINE RUMBLING)

What are you doing?

I got a bad feeling\Nabout this.

Peter just told you\Nto stay here.

Yeah, well, that's his fault.

He should know by now\Nthat I never do

anything that anyone\Never tells me.

We need to protect Rocket.

Yeah, that's right.

So, hop on and we'll ride\Nback to the ship.

Just right over there?

Yeah.

Drax! Hey! Stop being a jerk!

You!

Hey, yeah, you!

I take it the passkey,

it's in that thing\Non your head.

I would advise\Nagainst aggression.

Oh. Got time for me now?

Your friend\Nonce took advantage.

I learn my lessons.

I aim some small part\Nof my mental capacity

back in my own direction,

and now, gravity itself\Nserves my whims.

-(COMMS CHIRPS)\N-War Pig.

Now.

You must find\NCounter-Earth familiar.

Counter-Earth?

I visited your planet\Nmany years ago.

Earth hasn't been my planet\Nin a long time.

Your people had

-wonderful spirit.\N-Mm.

The art and music\Nand literature

were some of the finest\Nin the universe.

Earth would be\Na fabulous place,

were it not for\Nthe ignorance and bigotry.

-Okay.\N-It inspired me to create

-Counter-Earth.\N-I don't care.

All of the good\Nand none of the bad.

I don't need another speech\Nby some impotent whackjob

whose mother didn't love him

rationalizing why he needs\Nto conquer the universe.

I'm not trying\Nto conquer the universe.

I'm perfecting it.

(GAMORA HUMMING\NI'M ALWAYS CHASING RAINBOWS)

-(ALARM BLARING)\N-GAMORA: What the...

(TOILET FLUSHES)

Hey!

Drop the badger.

-(YELLING)\N-(GAMORA GRUNTS)

-I just want the passkey.\N-Then bring me 89P13.

I am Groot.

He says, "Suck my..."

Why are you so angry?

Because I know\Nwhat you did to our friend.

Anything I've done,

I've done for the betterment\Nof the universe.

Newsflash, Einstein.

Better universes\Ngenerally don't include

a bunch of octopuses\Nselling meth

to guys with cockroach heads.

They do not.

Which is why,

as I have done\Nmany times before,

I'm going to have\Nto raze it all

and start again.

What?

-(GASPING)\N-(FOOTSTEPS)

I got 89P13,

and I'm on my way.

We're in possession\Nof the subject.

(RUMBLING)

-(RUMBLING)\N-(CRACKING)

(SIGHS)

-(GAMORA GRUNTS)\N-Ow!

(GROANING)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

(CREATURE SQUEALING)

(SCREAMING)

Oh, my God.

I am Groot?

Kill 'em all.

-(PULSES)\N-(BOTH GROANING)

-Stay.\N-(GRUNTING)

Uh-uh. I said "stay."

(CREATURE WHINES)

What, did you want me\Nto leave you back,

so that Mother\Ncould fillet you?

-(ROCKET WHEEZING WEAKLY)\N-ADAM: Stay.

WAR PIG: What the hell?

We're working\Nfor the same boss.

Yes, but I need\Nthe credit, chum,

to save\Nmy entire civilization.

So be a good creepy... thing

-and back off.\N-(SCREAMS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

No.

-(PEOPLE CLAMORING)\N-(GAMORA PANTING)

(RUMBLING)

(MUSIC BUILDING)

-(PEOPLE SCREAMING)\N-(PANTING)

-(WEAPON WHIZZES)\N-(GAMORA SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

-(PANTING)\N-(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

-(WEAPON WHIZZES)\N-(YELPS)

Mother.

-(GRUNTING)\N-(CREATURE WHIMPERS)

(WHINES)

(GAMORA GRUNTS)

-(SCREAMS)\N-(CREATURE YELPING)

(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

Mother!

(GROANS)

Mantis and Drax, come in.

Mantis? Drax?

DRAX: (ON COMMS) Uh, hey.

I need you to bring\Nthe ship here now!

Well, we can't\Ndo that exactly because...

we're not at the ship.

Then where the hell are...

(MOANING IN PAIN)

(GRUNTS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Nebula, come in.

Gamora! Take off now!

Get yourself and Rocket\Noff the planet.

(GROWLS IN ANNOYANCE)

(MUFFLED EXPLOSION)

What kinda ship is this?

-(EXPLOSION)\N-(YELPS)

(LAUGHS) It's amusing, really.

How stupid are you, hmm?

It was so obviously a trap.

It's not a trap.\NIt's a face-off.

Now kill them all.

What do you have in your hand?

-(GROOT GRUNTS)\N-(GRENADE BEEPING RAPIDLY)

Grenade!

(ALL SCREAM)

(COUGHING)

(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)

(PEOPLE GROANING)

I am Groot!

(SHIP POWERS ON)

(SAN FRANCISCO BY THE MOWGLI'S\NPLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

-(ALL PANTING)\N-(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALL GRUNTING)

(STRAINING)

(THEEL WHIMPERING)

-(COCKS GUN)\N-THEEL: No! Don't!

Don't! No, no, no! No, please!\NPlease, spare me!

Please, spare me, please.

(THEEL GASPS)

Thank you. Thank you. Thank...

-That'd be premature.\N-Huh?

-No, no, no...\N-(PETER GROWLS)

(THEEL SCREAMING)

Quite a novel escape plan,

jumping headfirst\Ninto an exploding planet.

(THEEL CONTINUES SCREAMING)

You'll kill us both!

Not both.

(PETER GRUNTS)

(WHIMPERING)

(THEEL SOBS IN FEAR)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(THEEL WHIMPERING)

(THEEL SCREAMING)

MANTIS: Why are we doing this?

Quill and Groot are inside.

-We have to get them out.\N-(THEEL SCREAMING)

(SAN FRANCISCO BY THE MOWGLI'S\NCONTINUES ON SPEAKERS)

(STRAINING)

(GROANING)

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(GROANS)

(PETER GROWLING)

Groot.

(GRUNTS)

(PETER GRUNTING)

(CRASHING)

Whoever's in the cockpit,\Nactivate the brake.

(GRUNTS) The steering\Nmechanism is stuck.

Well, pull harder!

(STRAINING)

-(CRACKLES)\N-Let's go. Come on.

(YELLS)

(THUDS)

(SIGHS IN RELIEF)

(PANTING)

(MANTIS GASPING)

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

-(DRAX GROANS)\N-It's hard to breathe.

-(BEEPING CONTINUES)\N-(GASPING)

We are entering space.

-(GAGS)\N-(DRAX GRUNTING)

(ALL GASPING FOR AIR)

(ALL PANTING)

(CHILDREN MURMUR)

Joob joob?

NEBULA: Oh, piss off.

(GAMORA GRUNTS)

GAMORA: What kind of monster\Nslaughters a civilization?

-Where are Mantis and Drax?\N-I don't know!

-Gimme.\N-Here.

Ha! You're lucky I was able

-to knock down that door...\N-Rocket and Gamora

are probably dead\Nbecause of you!

-I didn't know.\N-Oh, you didn't know?

When are you gonna\Nstop using the excuse

of being some big dumb clown\Nfor contributing nothing,

and the rest of us having\Nto carry your slack!

Don't push him!

You don't have the right\Nto push him.

And you! You're no better.

The only thing\Nwe can count on you for

is when someone\Nshows weakness,

you'll be right there\Nto support it.

Fine, I don't care.

I know you need to find fault\Nin everyone else

to make yourself feel okay,

-so find it in me.\N-Oh, go to hell, Mant!

But you don't have the right\Nto push him!

It's not his fault\Nhe's stupid.

-He's a liability.\N-He makes us laugh

and he loves us.\NHow is that a liability?

All you care about\Nis intelligence and...

and competence.

Not sure I appreciate\Nthis defense.

He has sadness,

but he's the only one of you\Nwho doesn't hate himself.

So I don't care\Nif he's stupid.

You think I'm stupid?

Yes.

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

Forget.

Ha! You're lucky I was able\Nto knock down that door

with my incredible strength.

Quill?

-Quill? Quill, are you there?\N-(GRUNTS)

Joob joob... (CONTINUES\NSPEAKING IN ORBOSE)

That language\Nisn't in my translator.

-(MACHINES BEEPING)\N-(ROCKET WHEEZING LABORIOUSLY)

(MACHINE TRILLS)

(WHISPERS) Okay. Here we go.

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Okay. All right, Rocket.

Go.

(TRILLING)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

Lylla? (SOBS)

Friend.

(CONTINUES WHEEZING)

Okay, okay.

Okay, here we go.

This isn't right.

No, no, no, it's good.\NIt's gonna work. It's working.

It needs to be faster.

(TEARFULLY)\NI'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

(CRYING)

Rocket.

I let you down.

I got you killed.

I got everybody killed.\N(SOBBING)

We were right.

The sky is beautiful,\Nand it is forever.

And I've been flying\Nwith our friends.

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SNIFFLES)

(FLOOR CHUCKLES)

Can I come?

Yes.

(SNIFFLES)

(SIGHS)

-(GASPS HEAVILY)\N-(MACHINE FLATLINING)

No, no, no!

No!

Come on.

-Come on!\N-Quill.

No!

No!

-GAMORA: Quill.\N-No!

GAMORA: Quill.\NPETER: I'm not gonna lose him.

He's gone.

I'm not letting him go!

Come on.

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(FLOOR GIGGLING)

(MUSIC HALTS)

But not yet.

You still have a purpose here.

(BREATH SHUDDERING)\NA purpose for what?

They made us for nothing.

Stupid experiments\Nto be thrown away.

There are the hands\Nthat made us,

and then there are the hands\Nthat guide the hands.

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC RESUMES)

Mm.

My beloved raccoon.

This story\Nhas been yours all along,

you just didn't know it.

-I'm not a raccoon.\N-(WHOOSHING)

(GASPING HEAVILY)

(MACHINE TRILLING)

PETER: The passkey's\Ngoing through!

(GRUNTS)

(ROCKET WHEEZING)

(PANTING)

(MACHINE THRUMMING)

(GASPING LABORIOUSLY)

(GAGS, GASPS)

(COUGHING)

Quill?

(SIGHS)

(PANTING SLOWLY)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

Where's Nebula?

(PETER SNIFFLING)

(ROCKET GROANS SOFTLY)

Sh... She's, uh...

Because her code\Nis on the comm behind you.

(SOFT BEEPING)

What? Nebula?

-Where are you?\N-Oh, thank God!

We're here\Nto get you out of here.

-Out of where?\N-NEBULA: The High Evolutionary's ship.

No, I got off the ship.

-You what?\N-PETER: Wait, where are you?

On the ship!

-On the ship?\N-NEBULA: I didn't lie.

Why are you on the ship?

To save you, obviously.

PETER: No, I told you to go back.

You gotta know by now\NI always figure out

an incredibly clever way\Nto get out of a fix.

-Tell him I said hi.\N-Really?

Tell him we're coming\Nto save him.

Pay attention\Nor play with the kids.

One or the other.

"Play with the kids"?

-How did you get out?\N-That's not really important.

I am Groot.

Jumping a thousand feet to\Nyour death without a parachute

is a clever way

-of getting out of a fix?\N-(SIGHS)

You're all just makin' up\Nstuff that he's saying, right?

The important thing is

we're all okay.

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

Rocket?

Yeah, he's here.

And he's okay.

(SHUDDERING)

(CRYING)

(CHILDREN CHATTER PLAYFULLY)

Rocket, we love you very much,\Nand we're happy you're alive.

Well, that makes you\Nthe idiots then.

HIGH EVOLUTIONARY: He's right about that.

(SHUDDERING)

-(CHILDREN SCREAMING)\N-Back in your cages!

(ALL GRUNT)

Nebula?

Nebula, come in!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(COMMS CHIRPS)

So, you'd like to joust,\Nwould you?

Go to hell,\Nyou sick son of a bitch.

You killed\Nall of those people.

As I will your friends.

HIGH EVOLUTIONARY: I'm sending you\Nthe coordinates.

They will die\Nunless you bring me

what is mine!

Screw you, you stretch-faced,\NRoboCop-looking,

Skeletor wannabe,

purple-nurple piece of...

(COMMS FIZZLES)

He hung up.

You think?

(POOR GIRL BY X\NPLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

COSMO: 1966.

The Soviet put me on a rocket,

knowing full well I'm never\Nto return and I will die

in a fiery ball of death.

But one thing\Neven mudak Soviets never do

is call me bad dog.

Oh, my God!\NCould you just let it go?

Kraglin, please,\Njust take it back.

This is killing us.

I can't take it back\Nif she is, in fact,

-a bad dog.\N-(ALL GROANING)

MAN: Kraglin!

COSMO: Oh,\Nit never stops hurting. (SOBS)

PETER: (ON COMMS) Kraglin.

Oh, hey, Pete.

We need to save\NNebula, Mantis, and Drax,

and we need your help.

Me?

-(SOUND EFFECTS PLAYING)\N-(BOTH GIGGLING)

You're the one who lost it,\Nyou twit.

The Hellspawn had it,\Nsire, but...

But, but, but! But!

That rancid word.

I'm merely wondering\Nwhether it might be wiser

to go directly\Nto the new colony

and not engage\Nin unnecessary conflict.

They can rewire a carbenetrix\Ncore in under two minutes,

but what is that, Vim?

Rote memorization.

Rote memorization!

In hundreds of years\Nof our creations,

only one has known\Ntrue invention.

One.

Putrid in every other way,\Nbut 89P13 had that.

Yes, sire.

A populace unable to think\Nwhat hasn't yet been thought

will die on the vine.

We need 89P13's brain,

so we can transfer that trait\Ninto these creatures

before we go\Nto the new colony.

Nothing else matters.

(GROANS)

(DRAX AND MANTIS GRUNT)

(ALL GROANING)

(DOOR OPENS)

(GASPS)

MANTIS: How did\Nthey get down here?

Joob joob.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Peter will be trying\Nto get to the spaceport.

He doesn't know\Nabout the children.

-You!\N-(CHILDREN GASP)

We need you to let all the\Nother children on board know

to stay away\Nfrom the starboard walls.

Joob joob?

They know three frickin' words

and two of them are "joob."

-Joob joob.\N-(LOUDLY) No! Listen to me!

You need to talk\Nto the other children,

all of them here,\Nand tell them

to stay away\Nfrom the freaking...

What the hell\Nare you doing, Mantis?

(SCREAMING)\NExplaining it, dickhead!

(CHILDREN CRYING)

Joob joob eo!

(GULPS)

Joob joob eo!

You're scaring them.

(CRYING CONTINUES)

Hello, dumb idiots.

(CRYING SUBSIDES)

I had a little girl like you.

You know what\Nshe used to like?

She liked when\NI made monkey noises.

(CONFUSED MURMUR)

Beep.

Beep, beep. Beep.

(CLUCKING)

-(CHILDREN LAUGHING)\N-(DRAX QUACKING)

How is that a monkey?

Beats me.

(DRAX MIMICKING\NROBOTIC BEEPING)

(CHILDREN CONTINUE LAUGHING)

(QUACKING ROBOTICALLY)

-Boop.\N-(ALL LAUGH HEARTILY)

(BEEPING ROBOTICALLY)

-Boop.\N-(CHILDREN LAUGH)

-(BEEPS ROBOTICALLY) Boop.\N-(LAUGHS)

(ALL CONTINUE LAUGHING)

(SPEAKING IN ORBOSE)

(RESPONDS IN ORBOSE)

Eo, eo. Joob joob.

-Joob joob.\N-DRAX: Yeah.

-(SPEAKS IN ORBOSE)\N-CHILDREN: Joob joob.

Yeah. Joob joob.

CHILDREN: Joob joob.

They're gonna tell\Nthe other kids

to stay away\Nfrom the starboard wall.

Why didn't you tell us

you knew their language\Nthis whole time?

Why didn't you ask?

(GRUNTS) This could be futile,\NQuill. He's too powerful.

Well, then I guess\Nwe'll die trying.

What is "dying trying"\Ngonna accomplish?

Or we can just give him\Nthe badger?

Our thing is dying trying.

I am Groot.

I know who you are already!

Feel free to stay behind\Nin the cargo area.

I'm not leaving my sister\Nwith that jackass.

This you?

Fell out of your bag.

Let's do this.

(ENGINE POWERING UP)

(THIS IS THE DAY BY THE THE\NPLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

Well, you didn't wake up\NThis morning

'Cause you didn't go to bed

You were watching the whites\NOf your eyes turn red

The calendar on your wall

Wait.

Wait.

(SINGING ALONG)\NReading some old letters

You smile...

(CHUCKLES) You almost\Nhave to admire their pluck.

-(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)\N-Sire.

(CRACKLES, BLASTS)

Across the clear blue sky

Howdy there,\Nyou freakin' creep.

Your life will surely change

-Back up!\N-Yes, sire.

When things fall into place

You're on, Steemie.

First barrel.

This is the day\NYour life will surely change

Second barrel.

Third barrel.

Fourth barrel.

When things fall into place

(CHILDREN SPEAKING\NIN ORBOSE)

This is the day

Hard starboard.

Hard starboard.

This is the day

Your life will surely change

And fire!

This is the day

(CHILDREN SCREAMING)

(CHUCKLES)

-(MUFFLED EXPLOSION)\N-(VIM GRUNTS)

They've breached\Nthe spaceport.

One of them holds\Nsubject 89P13.

Release the Hellspawn.\NAll of them.

Sire, the Hellspawn\Nwere created

solely to defend\Nthe new colony

Do it now!

Get me 89P13,

and kill everyone\Nin the head of that dead god.

(SQUELCHING)

(BEEPING)

(HATCHES CLANKING)

(ROARING)

(SOFT GROWLING)

(RESTRAINTS RATTLING)

(SCREAMING)

Spaceport wide open, Cap'n,

but that old missile's\Nall we had.

Rocket, Groot, go, go!\NGet inside that spaceport.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

ROCKET: What the hell?

(SCREECHES)

(GASPS)

(RAPID LASER FIRE)

-PETER: Aw, come on!\N-(CREATURE SQUEALING)

(GAMORA SHOUTS)

(HELLSPAWN SCREECHING)

(HELLSPAWN SCREECHING)

(PEOPLE WHIMPERING)

COSMO: Kraglin,\Nwe have been infiltrated.

Open the pit.

Sire, our bargaining power\Nwill be gone.

(HEAVY METAL GEARS CLICKING)

(DOOR THUDS)

-(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING)\N-(BREATH TREMBLING)

-(FLASHLIGHT CLICKS)\N-(NEBULA GASPS)

(ROARING)

Abilisks!

(ROARS)

(MUFFLED EXPLOSIONS)

Good God!

(NEBULA GROANS, COUGHS)

This way!

(ALL PANTING)

-(DRAX GASPS)\N-(ROARS)

-(DRAX GASPS)\N-(ROARS)

(ROARS)

(ABILISKS SNARLING\NAND ROARING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

(GAMORA GROANING)

-(YELLS)\N-(CREATURE SQUEALS)

One more step\Nand this weird thing gets it!

-Don't be rash.\N-(CREATURE WHIMPERS)

-(GRUNTS)\N-(GUN FIRES)

(CRIES OUT)

(GROANS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CRACKLING)

(BOTH PANTING)

(GRUNTING LABORIOUSLY)

What were you programming?

A self-destruction code.

(SENTIMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS)

-(THUD)\N-(ENGINE ROARING)

(ABILISKS ROARING)

What are you doing?

It's okay.

Mantis, stop!

MANTIS: They eat batteries,

not people.

Maybe they're just scared of\Nwhat we are gonna do to them.

(ROARING)

We're not gonna hurt you.

Everything is\Ngoing to be okay.

(HOPEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(LOW GRUNT)

(ABILISK MOANS)

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(PURRING)

(ALL GROANING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(NOISES FADE)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYS)

YONDU: Use your heart, boy.

(WHISTLING LONG NOTES)

(WHISTLING RHYTHMICALLY)

(WHISTLING LONG NOTE)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLS)

(LAUGHS) A dog!

Yeah.

(RUMBLING)

(GROWLS)

(GRUNTS PERPLEXEDLY)

(GRUNTS)

She's a good dog.

(SCREECHES)

COSMO: I knew you believe\NI am good dog.

All right, all right,\Nget off me, you idiot!

(COSMO GIGGLES)

-(MUFFLED EXPLOSIONS)\N-(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Sire, we must retreat.\NThe ship is going down.

The spaceport has intruders.

Go! See if one of them\Nis 89P13.

Sire, you have an irrational\Nobsession with this animal.

You must stop, for God's sake!

There is no God!

That's why I stepped in!

(GUN POWERS ON)

(GUN POWERS ON)

(GUNS POWERING ON)

Controller, I am taking\Ncommand of the Arête.

Disengage all damaged sectors\Nof the ship,

-and retreat.\N-(YELLS)

(SLOW OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(CRACKLING)

Attention,

(ON PA) all personnel.

Intruders have\Nboarded the ship.

Head to\Nthe starboard spaceport.

(HURRIED CHATTER)

Get me 89P13,

and kill the rest.

(NO SLEEP TILL BROOKLYN\NBY BEASTIE BOYS PLAYS)

No sleep till

We go in there, we get Mantis,

-Nebula, and Drax.\N-(SONG CONTINUES FAINTLY)

We move in, we get 'em,\Nand we get out.

(LOUD THUD)

(ROARS)

(ABILISKS CHITTERING)

Whoo! (CHUCKLES)

-(DRAX GRUNTS)\N-(MANTIS CHUCKLES)

Did that look cool?

Okay, new game plan.

We get the hell\Nout of here now.

There are thousands\Nof creatures on the ship.

Many of them are children.

And we need to be\Ngood joob joob.

-Huh?\N-It means friends.

If we wanna live,\Nwe have to leave now.

This whole rig is gonna\Ngo down any second.

NEBULA: They will all die\Nif we don't help them.

(MUFFLED EXPLOSION)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYS)

I'm done runnin'.

(NO SLEEP TILL BROOKLYN\NBY BEASTIE BOYS FADES BACK IN)

Foot on the pedal\NNever ever false metal

Engine running hotter\NThan a boiling kettle

My job ain't a job\NIt's a damn good time

City to city\NI'm running my rhymes

On location\NTouring around the nation

Beastie Boys\NAlways on vacation

Ain't no faking\NYour money I'm taking

Going coast to coast\NWatch all the girlies shaking

While you're at the job\NWorking nine-to-five

The Beastie Boys at the Garden\NCold kicking it live

No sleep till

Another plane, another train\NAnother bottle in the brain

Another girl, another fight\NAnother drive all night

No sleep till Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

Born and bred in Brooklyn, USA

(ALL GRUNTING AND YELLING)

They call me Adam Yauch\NBut I'm MCA

Like a lemon to a lime\NA lime to a lemon

I sip the def ale\NWith all the fly women

Limos, arenas, and TV shows

Autographed pictures\NAnd classy hoes

Step off, Holmes\NGet out of my way!

Taxing little girlies\NFrom here to LA

Waking up\NBefore I get to sleep

'Cause I'll be rocking\NThis party eight days a week

No sleep till

(YELLS)

(LAUGHS)

No sleep till Brooklyn

(GUARD GROANS)

No sleep till Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

(ALL YELL)

(ALL GROAN)

(YELLING)

No sleep till Brooklyn

Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

-(GROANING)\N-(CREATURE BABBLING)

Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

No sleep till Brooklyn

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

(YELLS)

-(GROANS)\N-(SONG ENDS)

(ALL PANTING)

(CREATURE CHITTERS)

There's a big hole\Nup in the deck.

If we can connect that\Nto Knowhere,

we can lead\Nthe survivors to safety.

Nebs and me\Nwill pilot the ship.

You guys save\Nall the higher life forms.

(SPEAKING IN ORBOSE)

Hello, moron.

(CHUCKLES)

-GAMORA: Come on!\N-(DRAX GRUNTS)

(DRAX SPEAKS ORBOSE)

Follow me, come on! Come on!

STAR CHILD: Domo!

GAMORA: Come on!

Go, go, go!

Domo! Domo!

I am Groot!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS) Um, this way to, uh...

Thank you.

Yes, you're welcome.\NI was screaming

at something scary behind you,\Nnot you.

You look really cool.

(GRUNTS)

Kill me if you want,

but then good luck\Ngettin' out of here.

-Wait!\N-Let him go, Flecktick...

it's our only chance.

I got a space big enough\Nto get through.

I gotta find out\Nif I can change it

to a permeable shield.

I can't fly\Nthis frickin' thing,

the flight controls\Nare all screwed.

NEBULA: I'll do it.

Go help the others.\NWait, give me your comm.

Kraglin, I'll pilot\Nfrom this side.

KRAGLIN: Kragula,

back in action!

(METALLIC CLICK)

(METAL GROANING)

(CAPTIVATING MUSIC PLAYING)

GAMORA: Come on,\Ncome on, come on!

Go, go!

Go, go, go!

Wait, wait, wait,\Nwait, wait, wait!!

Stop, stop!

Are those kids?

(CAPTIVATING MUSIC PLAYING)

(METAL GROANING)

Okay, Cosmo, stitch it up!

It needs to be airtight for\Nthe kids to make it across.

COSMO: Locking up, Kapitan.

-(CRASH)\N-(CHILDREN SCREAMING)

(GROWLS)

(CRACKLES)

-(SHIELD POWERS UP)\N-(CHILDREN CHEERING)

Go, now, go!

GAMORA: One by one,\None by one!

Okay.

(GRUNTING AND GROANING)

Locking in and headed down.

(NEBULA GROANS)

DRAX: This way. This way.

Why?

Why are you doing this?\NI tried to kill you.

I am Groot.

DRAX: He says,

"everyone deserves\Na second chance."

(COSMO WHIMPERS, GROWLS)

-(SHIP SHIFTS)\N-(CHILDREN SCREAM)

(COSMO WHIMPERS)

You are so strong.

(CHILDREN SCREAMING)

Why are you so slow? Hurry!

Where's Rocket?

Huh?

Domo. Domo.

Domo. Domo.

-(MUFFLED EXPLOSIONS)\N-(CRUMBLING)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(ANIMALS WHINING\NAND WHIMPERING)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(KITS CHITTERING)

(ROCKET SIGHS)

-(CRACKLES)\N-(DOOR BEEPS)

(MUSIC SWELLING)

(CHITTERING)

-(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)\N-(KITS CHITTERING)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

-HIGH EVOLUTIONARY: You!\N-(ROCKET GASPS)

You thought\Nyou could escape me!

-(GROANS)\N-No!

(SCREAMS)

You think you have some worth

in and of yourself,\Nwithout me?

No!

You are an abomination!

Nothing more than a step\Non my path,

you freakish little monster!

How dare you think\Nyou are more,

89P13?

(STRAINING)

The name's Rocket.

-Rocket Raccoon.\N-(GUN COCKS)

-(SCREAMING)\N-(CRACKLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CRIES OUT)

-GAMORA: Hmm.\N-(GASPS)

-(REMOVES SWORD)\N-(CHOKING)

(SWORD CLATTERS)

(STIFLED GASPING)

His face came off!

It's a mask.

Look what you did to me.

For what?

All I wanted to do

was to make things

perfect.

You didn't wanna\Nmake things perfect.

You just hated things\Nthe way they are.

Kill him.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(GULPS)

Why?

Because I'm a freaking\NGuardian of the Galaxy.

(EXPLOSION)

We have to get outta here now.

We have to save them.

We've got all the kids\Non board.

No, Pete.

The rest of them.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

-(DISTANT SQUEALING)\N-(RUMBLING)

GAMORA: Come on!\NCome on. Whoa!

Move!

Move it, bird!

-Whoa!\N-GAMORA: Come on!

Come on!

-(ANIMALS SQUEALING)\N-Come on, come on, come on!

(BOTH SCREAM)

Thought we were\Nlimiting ourselves

to the higher life forms?

Yeah, well, me too.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

(ANIMALS CHITTERING)

(FIRE WHOOSHES)

MANTIS: Go, babies.

Go, babies.

Go!

COSMO: I cannot hold much...\N(GASPING)

(STRAINING)

PETER: Run!

Go! Go!

(GROANS)

(CHOKES)

Quill! Hurry!

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

-(GRUNTING)\N-(GAS HISSES)

(GAS HISSES)

(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)

(SOLEMN CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Peter!

(YELLING, SOBS)

(SMASHING)

(SOLEMN CHORAL MUSIC\NCONTINUES)

(HEAVY EXPLOSION)

(SHUDDERING) Peter!

(GASPING)

(STRAINED) Did that

look

cool?

(CHUCKLES TEARFULLY)

Come on.

(NEBULA GRUNTS)

(MANTIS BREATHES HEAVILY)

(PETER CHUCKLES)

(CREATURE HUFFING)

-(COSMO BARKS, WHIMPERS)\N-Cosmo! I'm okay.

(SOLEMN CHORAL MUSIC\NCONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SENTIMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

I am Groot.

Thanks. Just tell them\NI'm gonna be right...

I am Groot.

Yeah. It was good\Nworking with you, too.

Hey, Gamora.\NAre you ready?

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

You know, I'm still not\Nwho you want me to be.

I know.

But who you are ain't so bad.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS SOFTLY)

I bet we were fun.

Like you wouldn't believe.

Okay.

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

You okay?

I think I need to talk\Nto everybody.

So, you're gonna leave?

My mother died in front of me\Nwhen I was eight years old,

and I have been running\Never since.

I'm gonna need\Nto take some time...

and learn how to swim.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

I as well.

I love you all. I do.

But my whole life\NI did whatever Ego wanted,

and then, I did\Nwhatever the Guardians wanted.

I need to go out\Nand discover what I want.

-I'll come with you.\N-No, Drax.

That's the whole point.

But you need someone\Nto protect you.

-I don't.\N-DRAX: Not in a bad way.

Just because of\Nyour incredible weakness.

Oh, my gosh,\Nyou're so frustrating!

Drax.

I need you here.

We're building a new society.

I need all the support\NI can get

for those children out there.

Today, I saw who you are.

You weren't born\Nto be a destroyer.

You were born to be a dad.

So, you'll lead\Nthe Guardians then?

No.

I'm gonna lead the city,

make it the type of home\NI never had.

So, that's it?

The group's over?

PETER: No.

Well, the Galaxy\Nstill needs its Guardians.

And you will make a better\Nleader than I ever was,

Cap'n.

(MUSIC RISING)

I love you, guys.

For you.

(CHUCKLES)

(KITS CHITTER)

(CHUCKLES)

(DOG DAYS ARE OVER BY\NFLORENCE + THE MACHINE PLAYS)

(ON SPEAKERS)

Like a train on a track

Coming towards her

Stuck still, no turning back

She hid around corners\NAnd she hid under beds

She killed it with kisses\NAnd from it she fled

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

With every bubble\NShe sank with a drink

(GRUNTS)

And washed it away down\NThe kitchen sink

The dog days are over

DRAX: Hmm.

The horses are coming

So you better run

Run fast for your mother\NRun fast for your father

Run for your children\NFor your sisters and brothers

(TRILLS)

And your longing behind

You can't carry it with you\NIf you want to survive

The dog days are over

(SIGHS)

Can you hear the horses

RAVAGER 1: Yeah!

RAVAGER 2: Oh, yeah!

(LAUGHTER AND CHATTER)

The dog days are over

Welcome home.

The dog days are done

The horses are coming

So you better run

The dog days are over

(CROWD CHEERING)

The horses are coming

(LAUGHING)

(CREATURE YAPPING)

And I never wanted

Anything from you

Except everything...

I think I might be\Nat the wrong, uh...

I'm looking for Jason Quill.

Uh, yes.

Come in.

Happiness hit her

Like a bullet

In the back

Struck from a great height

Pete?

By someone who should know

(GASPING)

Pete.

(CRYING)

(LAUGHING)

-Hi, Grandpa.\N-(GASPING)

Can you hear the horses?

'Cause here they come

(INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE)

(DRAX LAUGHING)

Run fast for your father

(ALL CHEERING)

For your sisters and brothers

Leave all your love\NAnd your longing behind

DRAX: Yes! Yes!

Yeah! Yeah!

The dog days are over

-(HOWLING)\N-Yeah!

Yeah!

(ROARING)

(GIGGLING)

(WHOOPING)

(SONG ENDS)

(I WILL DARE BY\NTHE REPLACEMENTS PLAYING)

How young are you?\NHow old am I?

Let's count the rings\NAround my eye

How smart are you?\NHow dumb am I?

Don't count any of my advice

Oh, meet me anyplace\NOr anywhere or anytime

Now, I don't care\NMeet me tonight

If you will dare, I might dare

Call me on Thursday\NIf you will...

(SONG CONTINUES FAINTLY)

ROCKET: Okay, how about\Nyour favorite musical act?

Phyla, you first.

Um... Britney Spears and Korn.

Good choices.

I gotta go with the man.\NGarth Brooks.

COSMO: The Carpenters do not\Nhave a single bad song.

Adrian Belew.

Both solo and his work\Nwith King Crimson.

What about you, Captain?

Uh, this one's\Nkind of special.

(SONG STOPS)

(COME AND GET YOUR LOVE\NBY REDBONE PLAYING)

(SQUEALS)

(LAUGHING)

(ALL CRYING)

(DISTANT SCREECHING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

Guess they're here.

Well, I can handle this\Nby my lonesome

if y'all wanna chill.

Nah, nah.

It'll go faster\Nif we all do it together.

Groot, wake up.

(CREATURE SCREECHES)

Nothin' the matter\NWith your head

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

Baby, find it\NCome on and find it

(SCREECHING)

Do you ever feel\Na little sad for them?

Yeah, sure.

But these townsfolk\Ncan't protect themselves.

COSMO: On your word, Kapitan.

Come and get your love

Come and get your love

Come and get your love

Word.

(SONG FADES BACK IN)

Come and get your love

-Hail\N-Hail

What's the matter\NWith you feel right

Don't you feel right, baby

Hail, oh yeah

Get it from the main vine\NAll right

I said-a find it, find it

Go on and love it\NIf you like it, yeah

-Hail\N-Hail

It's your business\NIf you want some, take some

Get it together, baby

Come and get your love

Come and get your love

Come and get your love

Come and get your love

Come and get your love\NCome and get your love

Come and get your love, now

Come and get your love\NCome and get your love

Come and get your love, now

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, woohoo

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, na, na, na, na, na, da\NDa, da, boom

Come and get your love

La, da boom, boom, boom, boom\NTa, daba, boom, boom

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, woohoo

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, woohoo

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, la, la, la, la\NLa, la, la, la, la

Come and get your love

La, da boom, boom, la, ta\NDa boom, la, da boom

Come and get your love

La, da boom, boom, boom\NTa, daba, boom

Come and get your love

La, da boom\NLa, ta, da boom, boom, boom

Come and get your love

La, da boom, boom, boom\NTa, daba, boom, la, da boom

Come and get your love

(SONG FADES)

(BADLANDS BY\NBRUCE SPRINGSTEEN PLAYING)

Lights out tonight\NTrouble in the heartland

Got a head-on collision\NSmashin' in my guts, man

I'm caught in a crossfire\NThat I don't understand

But there's one thing\NI know for sure, girl

I don't give a damn for\NThe same old played-out scenes

Baby, I don't give a damn\NFor just the in-betweens

Honey, I want the heart

I want the soul\NI want control right now

You better listen to me, baby

Talk about a dream\NTry to make it real

You wake up in the night\NWith a fear so real

You spend your life waiting\NFor a moment

That just don't come

Well, don't waste\NYour time waiting

Badlands, you gotta\NLive it every day

Let the broken hearts stand\NAs the price you've gotta pay

We'll keep pushin'\NTill it's understood

And these badlands\NStart treating us good

Workin' in the fields\NTill you get your back burned

Workin' 'neath the wheel till\NYou get your facts learned

Baby, I got my facts\NLearned real good right now

You better get it straight\NDarling

Poor man wanna be rich\NRich man wanna be king

And a king ain't satisfied\NTill he rules everything

I wanna go out tonight\NI wanna find out what I got

Well I believe in the love\NThat you gave me

I believe in the faith\NThat could save me

I believe in the hope\NAnd I pray that some day

It may raise me above these

Badlands, you gotta\NLive it every day

Let the broken hearts stand\NAs the price you've gotta pay

We'll keep pushin'\NTill it's understood

And these badlands\NStart treating us good

Whoa whoa whoa whoa

(GUITAR SOLO)

(SAXOPHONE SOLO)

Hmm, hm-hm-hm

Hmm, hm-hm-hm-hm

Hmm, hm-hm-hm

Hmm, hm-hm-hm-hm

For the ones who had a notion\NA notion deep inside

That it ain't no sin\NTo be glad you're alive

I wanna find one face\NThat ain't looking through me

I wanna find one place

I wanna spit\NIn the face of these

Badlands, you gotta\NLive it every day

Let the broken hearts stand\NAs the price you've gotta pay

Keep movin'\NTill it's understood

And these badlands\NStart treating us good

Whoa whoa whoa whoa

Badlands, whoa whoa whoa whoa

Badlands, whoa whoa whoa whoa

Badlands, whoa whoa whoa whoa

Badlands, whoa whoa whoa whoa

I mean, if she needs help\Nmowing her lawn, I'll do it,

but I kinda feel like\Nher son should help.

He's gonna sit on the porch\Nand watch me do it.

Like, he's a 45-year-old man,

able-bodied,\Nand I'm mowing his lawn.

-It just feels weird.\N-Mm-hmm.

Don't get me started.

-PETER: Oh, really?\N-Mm-hmm.

Now I kind of want to know.

(PETER CRUNCHING)

(PETER CLEARS THROAT)

-(SPOON CLACKING)\N-(PETER CRUNCHING)

(PETER SLURPS, CRUNCHING)

-(SPOON CLACKING)\N-(PETER SLURPS, CRUNCHING)

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