All language subtitles for Guardians of the Galaxy s01e20 Fox on the Run.eng

Someone should talk
to Ronan about improving

our working conditions.

Hmph. Not me.
I like having knees.

(GASPS)

PETER: So that's where
my baseball went.

Hey, Gamora.
Whatcha stealin'?

Quiet! What are
you doing here?

(QUIETLY)
We are following you.

Obviously.
Hey. It was Drax's idea.

Look, your pod was missing.
We thought you were in trouble.

I am Groot.

Yeah, not gettin' rich
on the side.

Let me see the swag.

I'm not doing this
for units, Rocket.

It's a private matter.
Something I need to do on my own.

Does this involve
you pretending to betray us again?

Or are you betraying us
for real this time? Twist.

Not even close, Quill.

Besides, if I did betray
the Guardians,

do you think I would
let you catch me?

Well, you got a point there.

(GRUNTS) But if this ain't
about units, what is it, huh?

GAMORA: Rocket...

(ALL GRUNTING)

An anti-gravity field?

Why the krutack would you
want this?

As I said, the matter is
(GRUNTS) private.

SENTRY: Engage gravity packs.

Intruders!
Put your hands up, now!

Yeah, I'm not really sure

which direction that
is right now.

SENTRY:
Put your hands up! (YELLING)

Nuts to this!

Jetpack?
Good idea, Rocket.

Hey, where are my thrusters?

(GRUNTS)
Come on, Gamora.

Next time, come prepared.

And don't touch
the gravity-altering device.

(ALL GROANING)

(GRUNTS)
Too late! Touched it!

Will you guys...

Hey, I'm trying to get
a shot here, and you're try...

Can't you just be shorter?

Whoa!

This did not make me shorter.

No, but it made it
a lot easier to aim.

(GRUNTS)

Guys, take out the thingies
on their shoes!

By "thingies,"
you mean them gravity packs?

Way ahead of you, Quill.

Hang on to your butts!

(GRUNTS)

Grabbing my butt would not
have prevented this.

(ALL GROANING)

I am Groot.

Off. On.
Make up your mind, Quill!

Not leaving without
my baseball.

Yeah. That's worth risking
our lives...

(SHOUTING)

(GRUNTS)

And...

He's fine. Just a little
clingier than usual.

(GRUNTING)

(CHUCKLING)

Good. Then let's hustle.

A most useful thing,
thingies.

This object would make
an excellent weapon against Ronan.

No way I'm gonna sit here
while you throw away

the biggest payday
we've had in months.

GAMORA: This is why
I didn't want you involved. (GROWLS)

The Gravity Matrix
is going back to the planet Soonevh.

Lives are at stake.

How do you know?

Because I'm the one
who stole it in the first place...

For Ronan.

Okay. Well,
what if we sold it

and gave 10 percent
to the smelliest orphanage we can find?

Huh. Fine.

I guess I'm the only one
who cares about orphans.

I'll be back as soon
as I'm finished.

We're going with you.

Remember, heroes.
Working together?

Look, if you run, we'll just
track you down all over again.

I know.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(ALL GROANING)

Oh, not again...
(YELLING)

(WIND BLOWING)

(BEEPS)

What's your business here?

No one simply visits Soonevh.

I've come to right a wrong.

(GASPING)
Thanos!

I come in peace.

I only wish to return
what belongs to you.

The Gravity Matrix.

Without this,

our planet's lost most
of its ionosphere.

Every day
we lose atmosphere, water.

The sandstorms
are nearly constant now.

Not anymore.

You think you can
just erase years of planetary catastrophe?

We suffered because of you.

Now you will suffer
as we have.

(GASPING)

(WEAPON FIRING)

(GASPS)
No one destroys my sister...

But me.

(MURMURING)
Not Thanos' other daughter.

Nebula!

Do whatever you have
to do with me, sister, but the Matrix...

Is going right back to Ronan.

(LAUGHING)

Aw, did you think
you found it all on your own?

I allowed you to learn
the location of the Matrix

because I knew
you'd steal it,

try to save
these dirt grubbers.

You got so close, too.

Oh, well.

(GAMORA GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

RONAN: Good to see you
still have spirit, Gamora.

You need it.

Oh, Ronan!
Whatever you're planning, just do it.

I don't want to listen
to your speeches any longer than I have to.

Very well. Gamora,

you are accused of betraying
my sacred mission,

and other crimes
against the galaxy.

Let me guess.
The penalty is cleansing?

Naturally.
But why just end you,

when I can make
an example of you?

(CHUCKLING)
That's the spirit!

Grandmaster.

Who says justice
can't be fun?

I have something
very special planned for you, Gamora.

Think of it
as a trial by combat,

or an execution
with flair.

Either way, your destruction
will be broadcast

throughout the entire galaxy.

Starting... Now!

(CROWD CHEERING)
Welcome to Conjunction Arena!

Ladies and gentlemen,

let the trial of
Gamora begin!

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

This is what I get
for trying to right a wrong.

I hate Conjunction.

GRANDMASTER:
You're witnessing the trial of the century!

Gamora, the most
dangerous woman in the galaxy,

versus anything
I can throw at her.

Oh, I'm afraid
we've put you

at a bit of
a disadvantage, because...

Well, it's just more fun
that way.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(GRUNTING)

Ladies and gentlemen,
our game...

I mean, oh, trial,
of course, is simple.

Gamora will face
three opponents,

and if she is defeated
by any of them,

not only will she
be destroyed,

but so will the awful
little planet

that she risked
everything to save.

However, should Gamora
somehow survive,

I shall spare Soonevh

and return
its Gravity Matrix,

and then destroy her.

Either way,

this will be
Gamora's final battle.

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER:
Gamora's first opponent

is a blast from
the past. Wraith!

The son of a scientist
who created an entirely new energy source,

Wraith seemed to
have it all.

Until Gamora apprehended
his father for Ronan.

Rather than let Ronan use
his invention as a weapon,

dear old Dad
threw himself and his device

into the nearest black hole.

I don't want
to fight you, Wraith,

but I can't
let Soonevh suffer.

ANNOUNCER: It's the son
who wants to avenge his father

versus the daughter
who wants to save a planet!

Look, guys,
we all wish Gamora hadn't,

you know, tased us.

But she's a Guardian.
We've got to find her.

Knocking us unconscious
could be a sign

that Gamora wants to be alone.

Yeah, ya think?
Besides, there's also the little detail

of not knowing
where she krutackin' is.

ANNOUNCER: (ON TV)
Gamora's first opponent is a blast from the past...

GROOT: I am Groot.
ANNOUNCER: Wraith.

Yeah, right. How could you
possibly know where she... Whoa!

ANNOUNCER: Live
from Conjunction, it's the trial of Gamora!

Found her.

Okay. We're heading
to Conjunction.

What? What about
what Drax said?

She doesn't want our help.

ANNOUNCER: ...versus
the daughter who wants to save a planet.

Yeah, yeah. Eternal revenge.
I'll get my blaster.

(CROWD CHEERING)
(PANTING)

ANNOUNCER: Looks like Wraith
has Gamora now.

Ooh, seven years' bad luck.

(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)

And Gamora disarms
her opponent.

Wraith's morphing weapon
should prove useful.

Bravo! Now, finish him!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Well, that was
totally expected.

ANNOUNCER: While Gamora
denied us all a good show

by sparing
her first opponent,

there's no denying
she defeated him.

But she'll have to defeat
her next opponent even faster

or learn to
breathe underwater.

Open. Open!

ANNOUNCER: Her next
challenger is Jarhead.

(CROWD CHEERING)

How did he end up
as a brain in a jar?

Let's just say
he blames Gamora.

She'll have to hurry.
Jarhead's got the only key to that drain,

and he doesn't look
willing to share.

I don't want to fight you,
Jarhead, but I need that key.

Then come and get it.

I got a little upgrade
since we last met.

Now I'm going to put you
in a jar!

Quill, think I found
a way in.

Once we get past that loser.

Perhaps this thingy
will aid us.

Not unless we want
to dance on the ceiling.

Now would be an inappropriate
time to dance.

Drax the Destroyer!
Can I get your autograph?

I can't believe
I'm actually meeting you.

I have so many questions
I've wanted to ask you.

I do not have time to talk,
for I must infiltrate...

Nonsense. Feel free to chat
for as long as you want to.

Well, if you insist.
So tell me how you got started.

I began my arena
fighting career at the age of seven...

You two find the control room.
I'll get Gamora.

DRAX: The gladiatorial
youth leagues were much more loosely organized back then.

Nowadays...
I am Groot.

Ah, those two meatheads
could talk till the moombas come home.

It has been a pleasure
chatting with you.

However, I must leave now
to destroy Ronan.

Huh? Wait, what?

ANNOUNCER: Gamora is proving
herself to be quite the adept swimmer.

But how long can she
hold her breath?

Jarhead presses
the firepower advantage,

but Gamora cuts him
down to size.

(CROWD CHEERING)
(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

What's this? A new player
has entered the arena. (MUFFLED MUMBLING)

I said, "I'm here
to rescue..." Oh, whatever.

ANNOUNCER: And Gamora
gets the key from Jarhead.

(CROWD CHEERING)

That's it, folks!
Gamora's won this round as well.

Hey, is that a brain
in a jar?

With jets?

The arena's been infiltrated.

Oh, quiet! Can't you see
the Prince of Spartax is here?

Nothing brings in ratings
like royalty in peril.

Come, Nebula.

We shall deal
with this ourselves.

ANNOUNCER:
Our final challenger,

I give you
an Elemental Beast,

the last of its kind.

Ronan ordered Gamora
to wipe out its entire species.

The Elemental Beast was once
the scourge of the galaxy.

(WIMPY SNARL)

(LAUGHS)

That's it?
Quill, keep your distance.

PETER: Scourge of
the galaxy, huh? (LAUGHS)

And how... Whoa!
(YELLING)

(ROARING)

Oh, that's how.

(SNARLING)

Time to chill out,
flame boy!

(CROWD CHEERING)

(ICE CRACKLING)

(SCREAMS)
Quill, it's an Elemental Beast.

It can turn into anything
your Element Blaster can shoot.

Yeah. I'm getting
that impression.

(GRUNTS)
Just let me handle this.

(GRUNTS)
(GROWLS)

Quill, stop helping!

It's not me!

(BEEPING)
No. It's not me either!

(SNICKERS) Hey, Groot,
you wanna see me spin this guy like a top?

(GROANING)

I am...
NEBULA: Groot. Yeah.

We all know.
Now, do you surrender,

or should I remind you
why a rodent

and a houseplant
are not in my league?

Big talk for someone
who's half toaster.

(GRUNTING)
(GROANS)

Okay, this is
definitely not me.

I'm starting
to wish it were.

(ROARS)

Ah, Drax.

I suppose you wish
to attempt

to destroy me again.

Your supposition is correct.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)
(BEEPS)

DRAX: But you did not expect
a gravity pack.

I have become quite adept
at cowardly misdirection.

Quill is an excellent teacher.

ANNOUNCER: Anti-gravity,
elemental combat, and the Prince of Spartax?

This one's got it all, folks!

(GRUNTS)

I told you I could help.

(ROARING)

Unfortunately, no one
asked you to.

Yet, you seem to need it.

(GRUNTING) Come on,
hot stuff, hit me!

Quill!
I got this.

Beast melts rock.
I blast it with wind.

Lava hits beast.

And I solidify
the deal with ice. Thank you very much.

See? They don't call me
a hero for nothing.

That's the problem, Quill.
This isn't about you.

This is about me making up
for what I've done wrong.

Things I can never
make up for.

I get it.
You did bad things.

But this isn't
making amends.

It's just you
punishing yourself.

And I won't stand by,
or float by, while you do that.

Exactly.
Why punish yourself

when Ronan can do it
with so much flair?

Gamora, the time has come
to face your judgment.

No, Ronan.
It's time to face yours!

(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)

New rule.
All fights are zero-g.

(GRUNTS)

(BEEPING)

No transmission?

But we're just getting
to the best part!

Trapped like a rat.

(GRUNTS) Huh?

I am Groot!
You tell her, buddy.

Not that he meant
anything by it. (NERVOUS CHUCKLE)

Quill, I have
the Gravity Matrix!

Activate it!
It'll cancel out the anti-grav field.

(YELLING)

I am Groot!

Finally, some help
I can use.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Don't mention it.

Now, keep me alive
while I save everyone.

(SHOUTS)

Easier said than done.

PETER: Seriously?
(GRUNTING)

The greatest battle
in history,

and no one is seeing it!

GAMORA: Rocket,
what did you do?

ROCKET: Just re-jiggered
the Matrix to emit a massive gravity field.

You're welcome.
PETER: Hey!

How exactly
did that help us?

Oh, it ain't supposed
to help us.

It's helping planet Soonevh.
(CROWD CHEERING)

Just a little nudge,
and gravity smashes

that space station for us.

You mean, smashes it
right on top of us. We'll all be obliterated.

Speak for yourself, toaster.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

PETER: Rocket,
you're the best.

ROCKET: Does that mean
I get a bigger bunk? Nope.

Do you think
they'll make it out?

Eh, I'm sure they're fine.

You could have attacked
Ronan back there. You didn't.

Only so that others
may get their own vengeance,

and because a friend
needed me more.

They will pay for this!

JARHEAD:
You first, Ronan.

You know,
something dawned on us.

Gamora only acted
on your orders,

which makes
our real enemy you.

(ROARS)

At least now
we can begin to repair the damage you've done.

Thank you.

I may never be able to undo
every wrong I've committed,

but I can do a lot more good
with the help of my friends.

Oh, yeah!
Everybody get down!

I mean, get up!
(WHOOPING) (GAMORA GROANS)

Some of whom are more
helpful than others.

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