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♪ When you were here before ♪

♪ Couldn't look you in the eye ♪

♪ You're just like an angel ♪

♪ Your skin makes me cry ♪

♪ You float like a feather ♪

♪ In a beautiful world ♪

♪ And wish I was special ♪

Come on, Drax. Dance.

Only idiots dance.

♪ And I'm a creep ♪

♪ I'm a weirdo ♪

♪ What the hell am I doin' here? ♪

♪ I don't belong here ♪

♪ I want to have control ♪

♪ I want a perfect body ♪

♪ I want a perfect soul ♪

♪ I want you to notice ♪

♪ When I'm not around ♪

♪ You're so very special ♪

♪ I wish I was special ♪

♪ But I'm a creep ♪

Hey! Uh-uh.

I told you a million times,

you keep your grimy raccoon hands off my Zune.

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

♪ But I'm a creep ♪

♪ When I don't belong here ♪

♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

Again?

♪ Ah, she's runnin' out ♪

♪ She run, run, run, run ♪

♪ Whatever makes you happy ♪

♪ 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 ♪

So, what are you gonna do about Quill?

Me? Why not you?

I got emotionalistical issues. What am I gonna do?

Why are you on the ceiling?

I wanted to see if these new gravity boots

worked on a slope.

Here we go.

-Oh.

Sorry.

'Bozhe moi', Kraglin.

You must know you will never learn.

You think you could do better?

'Da'.

'Davaj'.

Telekinesis is cheating!

That's a stupid little pebble!

I could do that with my dang finger!

You're a bad dog.

Do not say that to me.

You are. You're a bad dog.

Take that back.

Come on, that's not cool.

Nebula, did you hear?

He called me a bad dog,

and he refused to take it back.

I don't care, Cosmo.

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

- What are you going to do? - Me? He's your brother.

It doesn't matter, he still doesn't listen to me.

Yeah, he has been pretty mopey ever since Gamora died.

She's not dead.

She just doesn't remember anything

from the past few years.

Nobody tells me nothing.

Mantis, why don't you just touch him and,

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

- Dude! - Gross!

No, not like that. Touch him with her powers.

It is wrong to manipulate the feelings of friends.

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

Well, that was funny.

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

Maybe we should draw straws.

No one ever meant that, Drax.

♪ If we still have time We might still get by ♪

♪ Every time I think about it I wanna cry ♪

♪ With bombs and the Devil And the kids keep comin' ♪

♪ No way to breathe easy No time to be young ♪

♪ But I tell myself That I was doin' all right ♪

♪ There's nothin' left To do at night ♪

- What was that? - What was that?

- What the hell? - Oh, my God!

Is he okay?

Hey!

Where did you go, squirrel?

On the ground!

No, stop! Don't!

Stop, please! No! Stop, please!

Please!

Who is that maniac?

Some super douche with ray gun hands,

I don't frickin' know.

Who threw this thing at me?

Shut up.

Baby.

Pick on someone your own size.

Peter!

Peter!

We need Med-Paks!

Nebula!

Piss off.

Ooh.

Rocket.

That hurts.

What a pity.

No!

All I did was activate the Med-Paks!

Get them off! Now!

Oh, hell.

We need to get him to the Med-Bay!

It was destroyed. There's one on the ship.

Lill ol od for today.

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

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, a mask on your face.

Mask, eyes, face, mouth,

does it words?

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

Hurts.

It's okay.

You're gonna be okay.

A kill switch?

A device set to destruct

if anyone goes poking around inside him,

or even if we use the Med-Paks.

And why would Rocket have a kill switch?

Apparently, someone considers him proprietary technology

and sent that golden lunatic to get him.

So, he'll die if we operate on him?

And he'll die if we don't.

There has to be some way to bypass it.

It looks like there's a passkey

that could override the kill switch.

What do we know about where Rocket came from?

He won't talk about it.

Much of the tech was developed by a company called OrgoCorp.

And there's a code on all of it,

89P13.

He's got maybe 48 hours.

Where are you going?

OrgoCorp have to have records, right?

Maybe they'll have a way for us

to override the kill switch and save Rocket.

They won't just give us that information.

Well, that's why we're gonna break in.

We kill anyone who gets in our way!

- Not kill anyone. - Kill a few people.

Kill no people.

Kill one guy, one stupid guy who no one loves.

Now you're just making it sad.

Kraglin, Cosmo, I need you to keep watch

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

- Aye, Cap'n. - Aye, comrade.

Take back what you said,

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

I know you don't really think I am a bad dog.

Can you please take it back?

I will not.

I located the coordinates for OrgoCorp.

I think I have a contact near there.

Maybe they can help us get in.

Contact him.

Let's go save our friend.

♪ I get the same old dreams Same time every night ♪

♪ Fall to the ground And I wake up ♪

♪ So I get out of bed Put on my shoes and in my head ♪

♪ Thoughts fly back To the break-up ♪

♪ These four walls Are closing in ♪

♪ Look at the fix You've put me in ♪

♪ Since you been gone ♪

No, no, no.

♪ Since you been gone ♪

♪ I'm out of my head Can't take it ♪

♪ Could I be wrong But since you been gone ♪

♪ You cast the spell So break it ♪

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's good to have friends.

♪ Since you been gone ♪

Oh, my poor baby.

It hurts.

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

I tried to warn you, High Evolutionary.

These Guardians are more powerful than you think.

Or perhaps you simply overestimate your own value,

High Priestess.

No doubt a flaw of some type in my own design.

I created you lot as merely an aesthetic experiment.

Beautiful numbskulls.

But your egos have run wild. Say, "Ah."

- Ah. - And this one

was meant to be the Warlock,

the apogee of their people.

You removed Adam from his cocoon early,

my liege.

He's still a child.

No, there's something wrong with him

even outside all that.

Yes, there's something wrong with me!

I was stabbed, you extraordinary phallus!

He doesn't know any better.

We shall do whatever you require, my liege.

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

That's not what I require!

I'm sorry, my liege.

Find 89P13 and return it to me,

or I will destroy your entire civilization,

as is my right as your maker.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Yes, sire.

Toodle-do.

How did 89P13 survive after all these years, Theel?

It was always clever, sire.

Yes, that's exactly why I want it now.

- Of course. - Its brain.

That is the only reason, sire.

But are you really trusting the Sovereign to retrieve it?

They're merely a backup.

I believe I know where they're going.

It's bio-formed.

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

The structure is surrounded

by three impenetrable plasmic security shields.

It's not going to be easy

to break into this place, Star-Lord.

Doesn't have to be easy.

I was a professional thief, remember?

I'll jam the signals one at a time.

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

She's always mad

at everyone.

It's because I was drunk.

She's right.

If I hadn't been drinking,

maybe Rocket... I'm sorry.

It's okay. He's your best friend.

Second best friend.

Everyone around me dies. My mother, Yondu, Gamora.

Gamora isn't dead.

She is to us. You want a Zarg-Nut?

Thank you.

First shield set.

Three, two,

one.

- Peter. - What?

You had family on Earth,

and you never wanted to go back to see them?

No, you're my sister.

That's all the family I want or need.

Besides, it was really just my grandpa, okay?

He was a pretty hard guy.

Still. Don't you think he...

What?

You were abducted by Ravagers

the same day he lost his daughter.

Oh, yeah, he was upset.

My mom died, he screamed in my face,

he pushed me out of the room!

He was probably just trying to protect you.

- What are you talking about? - What?

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

and you're talking about this?

Second shield set.

Three, two, one.

I'm only saying,

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

He could still be alive.

My grandpa? He'd be, like, 90-something years old.

So he could still be alive.

People on Earth die when they're, like, 50.

They die when they're 50?

I don't know. Something like that.

What's even the point of being born?

- Exactly! - Are you about to die?

I'm not 50!

The point is,

I wasn't talking about any of this.

Third shield set.

Three, two, one.

Well, not everything

is about what you are talking about.

And I'm only saying you are upset

because so many of the people you cared about

have left you...

...but you also left someone.

And maybe I wanted a Zarg-Nut!

It's too late. They're all gone.

Why didn't we go through?

We did. It's not the shield.

Oh, hell.

Ravagers.

Hey, guys, you're about to be boarded

by the United Ravagers.

You can surrender and turn over

any stuff worth anything and live...

...or you can die.

Totes up to you.

Drax, no, no, no, Drax!

- Mwah. - Guys, it's me,

Peter Quill, I'm one of you, remember?

Hold on! We have an appointment!

- We have an appointment. - With who?

- With Gamora. - With Gamora.

- What? - You're early.

What are these?

OrgoCorp uniforms.

You're gonna have to wear these to move through the Orgo

without attracting attention.

This isn't my color.

What did you say?

It clashes with my eyes.

Put it on!

Nebula, why would you not tell me

that you've been in contact with Gamora?

Because I didn't want you to get freaked out.

Freaked out how?

Like that.

Let me in there.

I don't wanna be trapped out here, I can't...

Gamora, we are grateful for your help.

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

I'm doing this for the hundred thousand units

my sister promised.

So, you're a Ravager now?

Put on the uniform.

Never pictured you as the Ravager type.

Who are you again?

Oh, man.

OrgoCorp is in possession of some of the most advanced

cybergenetic IP in the galaxy,

so they're heavily guarded by the deadly Orgosentries.

Now, I know you don't have documentation to dock,

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

Once in, Gamora is gonna lead you to the records,

where maybe you can find the passkey

to override the kill switch

and help you save the hedgehog.

But if you get into trouble,

we will not be able to bail you out.

Yes.

Yes, of course. Brilliant.

His functioning has skyrocketed.

That's correct, P13.

Very good.

That's the new world.

Counter-Earth.

Where the experiments will go once they're ready.

It blue.

That's the sky.

Sky.

Rocket.

Yes, it is.

What sounds?

That's music.

We like it?

We do.

This recording is over 5,000 years old.

"Mo Ergastee Förn, Mo Ergalone Förn Nort."

Which, translated, is,

"Be not as you are, but as you should be."

It's our sacred mission,

to take the cacophony of sounds around us

and turn it into a song.

To take an imperfect clump

of biological matter such as you

and transform it into something

perfect.

And we're halfway there, aren't we?

Come with me, P13.

I'd like to show you something.

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 by which I can guide

any organism through millions of years

of programmed evolutionary changes

in a moment.

See, now, there's the rub.

For some reason,

these specimens are also over-producing

loligo beta-microseminoprotein in their systems,

causing them to be, well...

Violent. We don't like it.

A utopia can't have its denizens

murdering one another, can it?

It can'ts.

Can't.

Can't.

Theel.

They're programmed to be peaceful. Like you.

But for some reason, it's not catching.

Hyptonic filters.

What?

They's suppressaliting the glycosylated saltses.

And then boop-boop-boop,

halfcystine residual be formin',

and then, they make, um...

What do you say?

Loligo beta-microseminoproteins.

Yeah, thems.

And then, angry turtleses.

Huh.

♪ Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh Oooh ooooh ♪

♪ Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh Oooh ooooh ♪

♪ Woo ooh ooh ooh ooh Oooh ooooh ♪

There. That's the decompression chamber.

Lock in.

♪ And in the end We shall achieve in time ♪

♪ The thing they call divine ♪

♪ When all the stars Will smile for me ♪

Go.

♪ When all is well And well is all for all ♪

♪ And forever after ♪

♪ Well, maybe in the meantime Wait and see ♪

♪ We love the all The all of you ♪

♪ Where lands are green And skies are blue ♪

♪ When all in all We're just like you ♪

Activate gravity boots and gloves.

♪ And when I cry for me I cry for you ♪

Nebula, go.

♪ For all the days You've still to come ♪

♪ And did I ever say I'd never play ♪

♪ Or fly toward the sun ♪

♪ Maybe in the meantime Something's wrong ♪

♪ We love the all The all of you ♪

♪ Where lands are green And skies are blue ♪

So, you really don't remember anything?

Like what?

'Bout your time with us.

No.

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

You and me...

That person was some alternate future version of me.

It wasn't me.

We loved each other.

I don't think so.

I know you don't remember any of it.

You were everything to me.

And I miss you...

so much.

And, maybe...

maybe, if you open yourself up to it...

there's a possibility...

I don't think so, Quinn.

Quill.

Quill.

I don't think so.

Well, what I'm trying to say...

Peter, you know this is an open line, right?

What?

We're listening to everything you're saying.

And it is painful.

And you're just telling me now?

We were hoping it would stop on its own.

But I switched it over to private!

What color button did you push?

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

Blue is the open line for everyone.

- Orange is for blue. - What?

Black is for orange, yellow is for green,

green is for red, and red is for yellow.

No. Yellow is for yellow,

green is for red, red is for green.

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

Hello!

You were right.

How the hell am I supposed to know all of that?

Seems intuitive.

Can we get back to saving our friend?

Get that jammer ready to change the shield.

Guys?

I mean, you wanna talk about a sweet ride?

The acceleration will crush your spine.

It's got that brand-new fusalix core.

You know what I'm talking about?

Oh, yeah.

Really? 'Cause I just made that up.

Oh, I thought you said somethin' else.

Master Karja.

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

Master Karja, there appears to be a physical breach

in the white wing somewhere.

- Could it be a glitch? - Maybe.

I'm accessing the eye.

I'll see if I can locate it.

There's some sort of anomaly

in the decompression chamber. Best you check it out, Master.

On it.

Hurry.

Where do we put these?

Here! Hide them in this locker until we leave.

Hurry!

What the hell was that, guys?

- What, are you kidding me? - What?

A neutro-quark just hit the satellite.

It's burning a hole through the wall.

You geniuses, you just throw the door open

without any proper precautionary procedure?

What procedure, bro?

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

You could have killed everyone in the wing!

Exactly! You idiots!

I'm angry too!

Oh, no.

I mean, can't you see

these authentic mechanic uniforms

that we're wearing on our bodies?

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

Excuse my friend.

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

Oh. Oh.

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

I mean, this one? This one I love.

I'm so proud.

You're doing great. So proud of you.

But this one, I just...

Everything he does drives me crazy.

Yeah.

I thought you said something else.

Shut up.

I swear I'm gonna throttle him.

I'm gonna go to jail for murder.

I am.

How'd you guys get here so fast?

I'll be honest with you, we just happened in

before it burned all the way through, thankfully.

Ah. Good thing you were here.

All right, guys, wrap it up.

Looks like we're all clear here.

Our spacesuits!

You threw them in the contamination bin.

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

That would have been helpful information three minutes ago.

Damn it, Mantis, why don't you ever think?

Are we pretending to be angry again?

Mantis, you asshole!

Guys, just focus for two seconds.

We'll find another way out of here.

Right now, we need to save Rocket's life.

Nebula, Quinn, and I

will get to the records and get the passkey.

Bug and Doofus,

access the spaceport through the elevator

so Tree can land and get us out of here.

Apologies.

No problem.

Go.

Not my fault I 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.

Hey.

Hey.

How you doin' today?

I'm all right.

What was... What was your name again?

- Drax the Destroyer. - Oh.

That is such a lovely name.

Oh.

I'll get the door for you.

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

Sure.

Every single time.

My name is Bletelsnort.

Welcome to OrgoCorp headquarters.

For over 300 years,

OrgoCorp has been producing cybernetic implants

and genetic upgrades across the universe

under the watchful eye of the High Evolutionary.

That warning we got today,

don't those two match the description?

Attention, all Orgosentries,

That manager should have access to the records.

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

All right. I'll handle this one.

How?

Pure Star-Lord charm.

I'm excited for you that you get to see this again

for the first time.

Hi, Yura.

Ura.

- Oh. Ura. - Hi.

Hi, my name's Patrick Swayze.

I've been noticing you for quite a while,

and the way that you smile to yourself

when you think nobody is looking,

it makes my every day a bit brighter.

We need your hand. And it's your choice

whether it's on your body or not.

What are you doing?

She was never gonna fall for that.

Dude, she was totally into me, man!

I kind of thought you were a douchebag.

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

- What file? - 89P13.

- Could that be something? - No.

Then your use to us

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

It sounds like a species tag.

Show us!

All of our research supports

the High Evolutionary's altruistic objective

of creating a utopian society.

That must be the spaceport.

Whoa.

What is all this?

Species patented over the years using OrgoCorp tech.

Every species OrgoCorp has created

has its own individual file.

I'm so sorry about this.

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

Oh, please, stop it with the subtle jabs!

Old you would have never done this.

You had a purpose higher than yourself.

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

That's why you left Thanos and formed the Guardians.

Except, I didn't form the Guardians.

- Sheesh. - And I barely left Thanos.

Whoever it was that you were in love with,

it wasn't me.

It sounds more like her.

- Her? - What?

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

Don't even...

- Knock it off! - What?

Don't look at me like a lost puppy

needing a soft place

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

I just never noticed how black your eyes were.

They were replaced by my father

as a method of torture.

He... He picked a pretty set.

There.

That's the file for 89P13.

Heads up, heads up!

- Ugh. - Okay.

What?

Oh, no.

Walk!

Move it, move it!

Stand down!

Drax, we should make a run for it.

Or we could fight.

- Run. - Fight.

- Run! - Fight!

- Take 'em! -

What are we gonna do?

- I got a plan. - What is it?

All of you, come with me...

Everybody, lower your weapons,

or I blow this woman's brains out!

That's the plan?

- You're a kitty cat. - Meow.

You feel like dancing.

Violent rage.

Lower your weapons!

Let's kill that one that looks like a carrot

to show we mean business.

God! Past Gamora's just mean!

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

We are not killing anyone!

Back off!

Groot, bring the 'Bowie' to us. Now.

I'm so sorry about this, Ura.

Oh, please.

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

We paid her to help us get in and get out.

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

"do it in a way that no one knows it's happening."

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

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

And I know you're probably asking,

why would I trust her?

Well, that's a good question.

The answer is, we used to be in love.

Yeah. She was my girlfriend,

only she doesn't remember it, because it wasn't her.

Because her dad threw her off a magic cliff and she died,

and then I lost my temper

and nearly destroyed half the universe.

Then she came back, out of the past.

And there she is.

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

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

I'm not some fricking Infinity Stone scientist.

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

that girl died,

and then came back a total dick.

He left out some important information,

but that is the gist of it.

Get to the security hub!

Okay!

Everybody, down on the floor, or we blow your brains out!

Hey, hey, hey, we don't want any...

-No! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! No!

Come on! Would you please stop doing that?

♪ Now, I'm craving your body Is this real ♪

♪ Temperature's rising I don't want to feel ♪

♪ I'm in the wrong place To be real ♪

Yeah!

Hey!

♪ And I'm longing to love you Just for a night ♪

Run.

Drax!

Get on the ground and show me your hands now.

Ura?

Please listen to me.

We need to get out of here with this

to save my best friend's life.

If you could get us into the system

of those sentries out there,

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

And if I just had an opportunity

to speak to them...

They're corporate shills, you idiot.

They're not gonna listen to you.

They will listen if I speak to them from my heart.

Ura.

Please.

Hey!

Come out now!

Damn it!

You are in.

Tell them your truth.

Yeah, I'm not that big of an idiot.

I just needed to get into the system.

Move it.

Told you she was into me.

I am Groot?

Yeah, that looked cool.

Is sky?

No.

That's not sky, that's a ceiling.

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

and when we get there,

there will be sky,

and it will be beautiful and forever.

Wow.

- Whoa. - Whoa.

I have been thinking.

'Bout what?

Oh, nothing in particular.

But I thought, since you guys are my closest friends,

and my only friends,

you might be interested in knowing

that I have been thinking.

That's cool.

I've been thinking, too,

about something more singular.

When sire moves us to the new world,

we're gonna need names.

I mean,

89Q12,

it's not really a name,

so I would like my name to be...

Lylla.

Lylla.

Lylla.

Lylla.

That's a pretty name, Lylla.

Thank you.

I think my name shall be Teefs,

because, although we all do have them,

mine are definitely the most prominent.

- Teefs. - Teefs.

- Lylla. - Teefs.

Me be called Floor, because me is lying on floor.

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

Yes!

- Floor. - Floor.

What about you, friend?

Someday, I'm gonna make great machines that fly,

and me and my friends are gonna go flyin' together

into the forever and beautiful sky.

Lylla, and Teefs,

and Floor, and me...

Rocket.

Rocket.

It really is good to have friends.

Yeah.

Start the incision here.

Keep calm.

- Hold it still. - I can't!

It won't stop moving.

Why did he never tell us about any of this?

This is worse than what Thanos did to me.

Well, what about the passkey? Is it there?

No. But a file was removed today.

Downloaded and deleted,

a million characters in length.

The biometrics say it was this man. Recorder B2H6.

I saw this guy outside of records today.

Hmm.

Looks like one of the High Evolutionary's recorders.

The High Evolutionary?

The founder of OrgoCorp?

OrgoCorp is just a way to fund his experiments

that lie outside intergalactic laws.

He's created whole societies.

Xeronians, the Ani-Men,

- the Sovereign. - The Sovereign?

Corners of the universe consider him God.

I am Groot.

Yes.

Yes, what? That he's Groot?

He said maybe this man downloaded the passkey

into the computer on his head.

Huh?

That could store the passkey.

We find him, we save Rocket.

The High Evolutionary's coordinates.

Put the coordinates in the nav.

Wait a minute.

Are you kidding me?

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

and you're gonna bring it straight to him?

It's almost certainly a trap.

Trap isn't a trap if you know the trap

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

A face-off is a trap if you're facing off

against a guy a thousand times more powerful than you.

Do you know who the High Evolutionary is?

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

- Second best. - The High Evolutionary

isn't someone you wanna think about messing with.

We won't think about it when we do it.

You know what? I don't care!

Just drop me off with the Ravagers,

and you go do whatever it is that you wanna do.

We don't have time for this.

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

"Your people"? The Ravagers aren't your people.

I'm a damn Ravager. You aren't.

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

But my Gamora, the one I loved,

she didn't find it with a group of criminals,

she found it with us.

People who care about you.

I know that's who you still are.

Somewhere inside of you...

What are you so afraid of in your self

that I need to be something for you?

I don't give a shit about your Gamora.

Life made me me!

I have a few upgrades

courtesy of that gutted badger in the Med-Bay,

and we are not risking his life

to make yours more convenient.

I'm family.

So is he.

Screw you.

Screw all of you.

Found him on the outskirts of the first shield,

pirating supply ships.

I do appreciate this, good sir.

And I appreciate your generous contribution

to the Orgosentry retirement fund.

Your associate,

a Zehoberei named Gamora, where is she now?

You ain't getting nothing from me.

Oh, we'll see about that, won't we?

Adam.

Adam.

Yes, Mother?

Show him we mean business.

I said show him we mean business,

not disintegrate him!

What more business could we have shown him?

But now he's of no use to us!

Well, let's just question the man's friend.

Friend? You think that's a friend?

It's an animal!

He looks sad.

I really don't enjoy

how that's making me feel, actually.

- Your friend's a moron. -

I got one of those too. I get it.

Outpost? This is Gamora, you there?

Fitz-Gibbonok.

Come in.

Outpost, come in.

Yes, Gamora.

Salutations.

May I help?

Well, I need you guys to come pick me up.

I'm gonna upload the location-link

to the craft I'm on.

Oh, I think we can arrange that.

♪ 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 what I told you to say.

Why don't you just say it?

No one ever listens to me.

♪ Do you realize ♪

♪ That everyone... ♪

Quill,

life is a pond,

and you've spent your entire life

leaping from woman to woman

as if they're lily pads upon this great pond.

Perhaps, what you need to do, Quill,

is learn to swim.

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

No, I mean, that's sort of an analogy.

And I didn't know that you were capable

of that type of thought.

I know lots of analogies, Quill.

Analogies, metaphors, et cetera.

For instance,

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

Analogy.

And also stupid-looking

- and flappy. - Flappy?

Because her skin is made of a leaf.

Metaphor.

Is it?

Yesterday, I made a poop shaped like a fish.

Even my butt is capable of making an analogy.

Oh.

What's happening?

The fluid is in his lungs.

P13?

P13.

Sire.

P13!

My lord, might I suggest that we...

Must...

Ooh. Ooh.

Sire was in the middle of his treatments

when we had a breakthrough with Batch 92.

Perhaps then we should resume tomorrow, yes?

"We shall resume tomorrow," no!

P13!

Oh. Ooh.

There you are.

Hello.

How did you know

about the microseminoproteins, P13?

What happened in there?

Why?

How did you know, P13?

Uh, it was too little filtration...

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

But how did you know?

I made you!

How did you know?

Because it worked.

It... It worked.

Their rage is gone.

We have the peaceful creatures we always sought,

ready to inhabit the new world.

We're going to the new world?

Oh.

We?

Look at you.

As if you were

cobbled together by fat-fingered children.

How could you be part of a perfect species?

You're simply a medley of mistakes we could learn from

and apply to the creatures that truly mattered.

Batch 89 was never meant for the new world, P13.

You could figure out the complex workings

of cytoplasmic filtration systems,

but you couldn't figure out that?

But that brain.

That, I'd like to study further.

Prep it for surgery and removal in the morning.

What about the rest of Batch 89, sire?

Incinerate them.

He's dying. We need that passkey.

We don't have long.

We've arrived.

♪ We care a lot ♪

That looks just like...

home.

♪ We care a lot ♪

♪ About disasters, fires Floods and killer bees ♪

It's like a replica of Earth.

It makes no sense.

Atmosphere is habitable. Gravity's Xandar minus one.

♪ We care a lot ♪

♪ About disease, baby, rock Hudson, rock, yeah! ♪

♪ Oh, it's a dirty job But someone's gotta do it ♪

♪ Oh, it's a dirty job But someone's gotta do it ♪

♪ We care a lot ♪

♪ We care a lot ♪

♪ We care a lot ♪

♪ About the gamblers And the pushers and the geeks ♪

♪ We care a lot ♪

♪ About the smack and crack And whack that hits the streets ♪

Hello.

We mean you no harm.

Listen to me, he was just trying

to throw her back her ball.

- Ow! -

- Hey! - Ow, ow.

Come on! There's no reason...

Hey, hey.

Groot, full Kaiju!

- Not full Kaiju! - I am...

- Groot! - Back up.

No, not Kaiju!

Groot, down!

There's no reason to be afraid.

Get down, Groot!

Everybody, it's okay. It's okay.

Hey. Hey, hi.

We're not here to harm you.

Okay.

See? Here.

For your knee.

We just need to save our friend.

Filthy. It doesn't belong here.

I will train it in the ways of the Sovereign.

I will train him not to do that.

It's an act of blasphemy even having it here.

Kill it. Now.

I am the Warlock, Mum,

and I am done with being ordered around.

Gamora is here.

Which means the squirrel is also.

To save ourselves,

we must bring it to the High Evolutionary

before his own people do.

Yeah, yeah, sit.

Let's sit. Okay.

I am Groot.

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

Drax, sit up!

Idiot.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Our friend...

He's dying.

Uh...

We love our friend.

But he is dying.

That's not dying, that's already dead.

They'll think he's already dead.

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

Drax, sit up.

That's what it's here for!

Drax, it isn't.

It's made for people to sit shoulder to shoulder

right next to each other.

Get your boots off her pillows.

I find it hard to believe

it doesn't have multiple purposes!

I'm sorry. My friend is a dumbass.

That's the same as your dying.

Why do you criticize everything?

Well, why is it oblong then?

It was a totally different sound.

No, it wasn't. Dying. Dumbass.

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

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

Drax, I see you!

I understand that none of this

makes any sense to you right now.

We need your help

in finding a man.

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

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

Like this.

You see the thing on her head?

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

There you go.

Have you seen this man?

That's very good.

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

Yeah. Thank you.

Mowtio.

His name... His name is "Mowtio"?

Eo, eo. Uh...

Mowtios-ek lolo.

- Many 'mowtios' - Oh.

- There? - Oh.

- At the pyramid. - Oh.

Is that your car in the driveway?

- Oh. - Eo.

Drax, stay here with Rocket.

Watch him. That's who they're coming for.

- I wanna come. - No.

Mantis, watch Drax.

Groot, you know what to do with these.

- Push down on it. - What?

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

Push the button.

It looks like you're pushing the keyhole.

- The what? - There's a button

under the handle, press that in.

Okay. Now what?

Open the fucking door.

That is a stupid design,

and your instructions were very unclear.

Let's get that passkey and save our friend.

I was eight years old when I left Earth, okay?

Why would I know any more

about driving one of these things than you do?

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

- No. - I'll drive.

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

♪ Just a wild goose chase ♪

♪ And my dreams Have all been denied ♪

♪ Why have I always Been a failure ♪

♪ What can the reason be ♪

You must be a really loyal pet

if they're willing to do all this for you.

♪ Chasing rainbows ♪

♪ Watching clouds drifting by ♪

♪ My schemes are just like All my dreams ♪

♪ Ending in the sky ♪

♪ Some fellows look And find the sunshine ♪

♪ I always look And find the rain ♪

♪ And some fellows Make a winning sometime ♪

♪ I'm always chasing rainbows ♪

This is the perfect society?

Sire.

This one has been running for two hours

without breaking a sweat.

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

on 30 calories a day,

an hour's sleep a week, they're always happy,

and they can rewire a carbenetrix core

in under two minutes.

But will she be ready for the new colony?

Sire, they're here.

Here we go.

We're here to see...

The High Evolutionary is expecting you.

Which means it is a trap.

It's a face-off.

She stays here.

- Why? - Policy against weaponry,

and your arm is a gun.

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

Hey.

It'll be okay.

Move it!

Are you okay, Rocket?

Me Rocket play now?

I can't right now, Floor.

What are you doing?

They ain't gonna set us free.

Yes, they are, Rocket.

We're going to the new world any day now.

No, that can't be true.

It is.

They wanna kill us all in the morning.

- What? - What?

But I'm gonna fix it.

What is that?

It's a key.

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

I don't know if that's wise, Rocket.

- Mm. - Me Rocket leave!

Hooray time forever!

Just down that hall, there are ships.

I know. And if we can get to one,

I can pilot it.

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

just like we always said, okay?

Okay?

Whoo-hoo! Yippee! Rocket! Sky, sky, sky!

- You did it! - Yes! Yes! Yes!

You did it!

You did it, you did it, you did it!

You did it!

You did it.

It really is good to have...

Yes, I imagined you'd do something like this.

Back in the cage, P13.

Sky.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Q12 and P13

- escaped from their pens. - Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

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

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

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

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now. Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Remember not to bruise its brain.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now.

All right, P13!

You win the crying contest. Now, back in the cage.

- Rocket, Teefs, Floor go now. - Rocket, let's go!

Let's go! Rocket, please!

Rocket! Rocket!

Down here. Hurry.

- Hey, there it is! - Get him!

- Get back here! - Get it!

He's getting away!

What are you doing?

I got a bad feeling about this.

Peter just told you to stay here.

Yeah, well, that's his fault.

He should know by now that I never do

anything that anyone ever tells me.

We need to protect Rocket.

Yeah, that's right.

So, hop on and we'll ride back 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 on your head.

I would advise against aggression.

Oh. Got time for me now?

Your friend once took advantage.

I learn my lessons.

I aim some small part of my mental capacity

back in my own direction,

and now, gravity itself serves my whims.

War Pig.

Now.

You must find Counter-Earth familiar.

Counter-Earth?

I visited your planet many years ago.

Earth hasn't been my planet in a long time.

Your people had

- wonderful spirit. - Mm.

The art and music and literature

were some of the finest in the universe.

Earth would be a fabulous place,

were it not for the ignorance and bigotry.

- Okay. - It inspired me to create

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

All of the good and none of the bad.

I don't need another speech by some impotent whackjob

whose mother didn't love him

rationalizing why he needs to conquer the universe.

I'm not trying to conquer the universe.

I'm perfecting it.

What the...

Hey!

Drop the badger.

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

I am Groot.

He says, "Suck my..."

Why are you so angry?

Because I know what you did to our friend.

Anything I've done,

I've done for the betterment of the universe.

Newsflash, Einstein.

Better universes generally don't include

a bunch of octopuses selling meth

to guys with cockroach heads.

They do not.

Which is why,

as I have done many times before,

I'm going to have to raze it all

and start again.

What?

I got 89P13,

and I'm on my way.

We're in possession of the subject.

Ow!

Oh, my God.

I am Groot?

Kill 'em all.

Stay

Uh-uh. I said "stay."

What, did you want me to leave you back,

so that Mother could fillet you?

Stay.

What the hell?

We're working for the same boss.

Yes, but I need the credit, chum,

to save my entire civilization.

So be a good creepy... thing

- and back off. -

No.

Mother.

Mother!

Mantis and Drax, come in.

Mantis? Drax?

Uh, hey.

I need you to bring the ship here now!

Well, we can't do that exactly because...

we're not at the ship.

Then where the hell are...

Nebula, come in.

Gamora! Take off now!

Get yourself and Rocket off the planet.

What kinda ship is this?

It's amusing, really.

How stupid are you, hmm?

It was so obviously a trap.

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

Now kill them all.

What do you have in your hand?

Grenade!

I am Groot!

No! Don't!

Don't! No, no, no! No, please! Please, spare me!

Please, spare me, please.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank...

- That'd be premature. - Huh?

No, no, no...

Quite a novel escape plan,

jumping headfirst into an exploding planet.

You'll kill us both!

Not both.

Why are we doing this?

Quill and Groot are inside.

We have to get them out.

Groot.

Whoever's in the cockpit, activate the brake.

The steering mechanism is stuck.

Well, pull harder!

Let's go. Come on.

It's hard to breathe.

We are entering space.

'Joob joob'?

Oh, piss off.

What kind of monster slaughters a civilization?

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

- Gimme. - Here.

Ha! You're lucky I was able

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

are probably dead because of you!

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

When are you gonna stop using the excuse

of being some big dumb clown for contributing nothing,

and the rest of us having to carry your slack!

Don't push him!

You don't have the right to push him.

And you! You're no better.

The only thing we can count on you for

is when someone shows weakness,

you'll be right there to support it.

Fine, I don't care.

I know you need to find fault in everyone else

to make yourself feel okay,

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

But you don't have the right to push him!

It's not his fault he's stupid.

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

and he loves us. How is that a liability?

All you care about is intelligence and...

and competence.

Not sure I appreciate this defense.

He has sadness,

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

So I don't care if he's stupid.

You think I'm stupid?

Yes.

Forget.

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

with my incredible strength.

Quill?

- Quill? Quill, are you there? -

'Joob joob'...

That language isn't in my translator.

Okay. Here we go.

Okay. All right, Rocket.

Go.

Lylla?

Friend.

Okay, okay.

Okay, here we go.

This isn't right.

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

It needs to be faster.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Rocket.

I let you down.

I got you killed.

I got everybody killed.

We were right.

The sky is beautiful, and it is forever.

And I've been flying with our friends.

Can I come?

Yes.

No, no, no!

No!

Come on.

- Come on! - Quill.

No!

No!

- Quill. - No!

Quill. I'm not gonna lose him.

He's gone.

I'm not letting him go!

Come on.

But not yet.

You still have a purpose here.

A purpose for what?

They made us for nothing.

Stupid experiments to be thrown away.

There are the hands that made us,

and then there are the hands that guide the hands.

Mm.

My beloved raccoon.

This story has been yours all along,

you just didn't know it.

I'm not a raccoon.

The passkey's going through!

Quill?

Where's Nebula?

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

Because her code is on the comm behind you.

What? Nebula?

- Where are you? - Oh, thank God!

We're here to get you out of here.

- Out of where? - The High Evolutionary's ship.

No, I got off the ship.

- You what? - Wait, where are you?

On the ship!

- On the ship? - I didn't lie.

Why are you on the ship?

To save you, obviously.

No, I told you to go back.

You gotta know by now I always figure out

an incredibly clever way to get out of a fix.

- Tell him I said hi. - Really?

Tell him we're coming to save him.

Pay attention or play with the kids.

One or the other.

"Play with the kids"?

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

I am Groot.

Jumping a thousand feet to your death without a parachute

is a clever way

of getting out of a fix?

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

The important thing is

we're all okay.

Rocket?

Yeah, he's here.

And he's okay.

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

Well, that makes you the idiots then.

He's right about that.

Back in your cages!

Nebula?

Nebula, come in!

So, you'd like to joust, would you?

Go to hell, you sick son of a bitch.

You killed all of those people.

As I will your friends.

I'm sending you the coordinates.

They will die unless you bring me

what is mine!

Screw you, you stretch-faced, RoboCop-looking,

Skeletor wannabe,

purple-nurple piece of...

He hung up.

You think?

1966.

The Soviet put me on a rocket,

knowing full well I'm never to return and I will die

in a fiery ball of death.

But one thing even 'mudak' Soviets never do

is call me bad dog.

Oh, my God! Could you just let it go?

Kraglin, please, just take it back.

This is killing us.

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

a bad dog.

Kraglin!

Oh, it never stops hurting.

Kraglin.

Oh, hey, Pete.

We need to save Nebula, Mantis, and Drax,

and we need your help.

Me?

You're the one who lost it, you twit.

The Hellspawn had it, sire, but...

But, but, but! But!

That rancid word.

I'm merely wondering whether it might be wiser

to go directly to the new colony

and not engage in unnecessary conflict.

They can rewire a carbenetrix core in under two minutes,

but what is that, Vim?

Rote memorization.

Rote memorization!

In hundreds of years of our creations,

only one has known true invention.

One.

Putrid in every other way, but 89P13 had that.

Yes, sire.

A populace unable to think what hasn't yet been thought

will die on the vine.

We need 89P13's brain,

so we can transfer that trait into these creatures

before we go to the new colony.

Nothing else matters.

How did they get down here?

'Joob joob'.

Peter will be trying to get to the spaceport.

He doesn't know about the children.

You!

We need you to let all the other children on board know

to stay away from the starboard walls.

'Joob joob'?

They know three frickin' words

and two of them are "joob."

- Joob joob. - No! Listen to me!

You need to talk to the other children,

all of them here, and tell them

to stay away from the freaking...

What the hell are you doing, Mantis?

Explaining it, dickhead!

Joob joob eo!

Joob joob eo!

You're scaring them.

Hello, dumb idiots.

I had a little girl like you.

You know what she used to like?

She liked when I made monkey noises.

Beep.

Beep, beep. Beep.

How is that a monkey?

Beats me.

Boop.

Boop.

Boop.

Eo, eo. Joob joob.

- Joob joob. - Yeah.

Joob joob.

Yeah. Joob joob.

Joob joob.

They're gonna tell the other kids

to stay away from the starboard wall.

Why didn't you tell us

you knew their language this whole time?

Why didn't you ask?

This could be futile, Quill. He's too powerful.

Well, then I guess we'll die trying.

What is "dying trying" gonna accomplish?

Or we can just give him the badger?

Our thing is dying trying.

I am Groot.

I know who you are already!

Feel free to stay behind in the cargo area.

I'm not leaving my sister with that jackass.

This you?

Fell out of your bag.

Let's do this.

♪ Well, you didn't wake up This morning ♪

♪ 'Cause you didn't go to bed ♪

♪ You were watching the whites Of your eyes turn red ♪

♪ The calendar on your wall ♪

Wait.

Wait.

♪ Reading some old letters ♪

♪ You smile... ♪

You almost have to admire their pluck.

Sire.

♪ Across the clear blue sky ♪

Howdy there, you freakin' creep.

♪ Your life will surely change ♪

- Back up! - Yes, sire.

♪ When things fall into place ♪

You're on, Steemie.

First barrel.

♪ This is the day Your life will surely change ♪

Second barrel.

Third barrel.

Fourth barrel.

♪ When things fall into place ♪

♪ This is the day ♪

Hard starboard.

Hard starboard.

♪ This is the day ♪

♪ Your life will surely change ♪

And fire!

♪ This is the day ♪

They've breached the spaceport.

One of them holds subject 89P13.

Release the Hellspawn. All of them.

Sire, the Hellspawn were created

solely to defend the new colony.

Do it now!

Get me 89P13,

and kill everyone in the head of that dead god.

Spaceport wide open, Cap'n,

but that old missile's all we had.

Rocket, Groot, go, go! Get inside that spaceport.

What the hell?

Aw, come on!

Kraglin, we have been infiltrated.

Open the pit.

Sire, our bargaining power will be gone.

Abilisks!

Good God!

This way!

One more step and this weird thing gets it!

Don't be rash.

What were you programming?

A self-destruction code.

What are you doing?

It's okay.

Mantis, stop!

They eat batteries,

not people.

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

We're not gonna hurt you.

Everything is going to be okay.

Use your heart, boy.

A dog!

Yeah.

She's a good dog.

I knew you believe I am good dog.

All right, all right, get off me, you idiot!

Sire, we must retreat. The ship is going down.

The spaceport has intruders.

Go! See if one of them is 89P13.

Sire, you have an irrational obsession with this animal.

You must stop, for God's sake!

There is no God!

That's why I stepped in!

Controller, I am taking command of the 'Arête'.

Disengage all damaged sectors of the ship,

and retreat.

Attention...

...all personnel.

Intruders have boarded the ship.

Head to the starboard spaceport.

Get me 89P13,

and kill the rest.

We go in there, we get Mantis,

Nebula, and Drax.

We move in, we get 'em, and we get out.

Whoo!

Did that look cool?

Okay, new game plan.

We get the hell out of here now.

There are thousands of creatures on the ship.

Many of them are children.

And we need to be good 'joob joob'.

- Huh? - It means friends.

If we wanna live, we have to leave now.

This whole rig is gonna go down any second.

They will all die if we don't help them.

I'm done runnin'.

♪ Foot on the pedal Never ever false metal ♪

♪ Engine running hotter Than a boiling kettle ♪

♪ My job ain't a job It's a damn good time ♪

♪ City to city I'm running my rhymes ♪

♪ On location Touring around the nation ♪

♪ Beastie Boys Always on vacation ♪

♪ Ain't no faking Your money I'm taking ♪

♪ Going coast to coast Watch all the girlies shaking ♪

♪ While you're at the job Working nine-to-five ♪

♪ The Beastie Boys at the Garden Cold kicking it live ♪

♪ No sleep till ♪

♪ Another plane, another train Another bottle in the brain ♪

♪ Another girl, another fight Another drive all night ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ Born and bred in Brooklyn, USA ♪

♪ They call me Adam Yauch But I'm MCA ♪

♪ Like a lemon to a lime A lime to a lemon ♪

♪ I sip the def ale With all the fly women ♪

♪ Limos, arenas, and TV shows ♪

♪ Autographed pictures And classy hoes ♪

♪ Step off, Holmes Get out of my way! ♪

♪ Taxing little girlies From here to LA ♪

♪ Waking up Before I get to sleep ♪

♪ 'Cause I'll be rocking This party eight days a week ♪

♪ No sleep till ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

♪ No sleep till Brooklyn ♪

There's a big hole up in the deck.

If we can connect that to Knowhere,

we can lead the survivors to safety.

Nebs and me will pilot the ship.

You guys save all the higher life forms.

Hello, moron.

Come on!

Follow me, come on! Come on!

Domo!

Come on!

Go, go, go!

Domo! Domo!

I am Groot!

Um, this way to, uh...

Thank you.

Yes, you're welcome. I was screaming

at something scary behind you, not you.

You look really cool.

Kill me if you want,

but then good luck gettin' out of here.

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

it's our only chance.

I got a space big enough to get through.

I gotta find out if I can change it

to a permeable shield.

I can't fly this frickin' thing,

the flight controls are all screwed.

I'll do it.

Go help the others. Wait, give me your comm.

Kraglin, I'll pilot from this side.

Kragula,

back in action!

Come on, come on, come on!

Go, go!

Go, go, go!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!!

Stop, stop!

Are those kids?

Okay, Cosmo, stitch it up!

It needs to be airtight for the kids to make it across.

Locking up, 'Kapitan'.

Go, now, go!

One by one, one by one!

Okay.

Locking in and headed down.

This way. This way.

Why?

Why are you doing this? I tried to kill you.

I am Groot.

He says,

"everyone deserves a second chance."

You are so strong.

Why are you so slow? Hurry!

Where's Rocket?

Huh?

Domo. Domo.

Domo. Domo.

You!

You thought you could escape me!

- - No!

You think you have some worth

in and of yourself, without me?

No!

You are an abomination!

Nothing more than a step on my path,

you freakish little monster!

How dare you think you are more,

89P13?

The name's Rocket.

Rocket Raccoon.

- Hmm.

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 make things perfect.

You just hated things the way they are.

Kill him.

Why?

Because I'm a freaking Guardian of the Galaxy.

We have to get outta here now.

We have to save them.

We've got all the kids on board.

No, Pete.

The rest of them.

Come on! Come on. Whoa!

Move!

Move it, bird!

- Whoa! - Come on!

Come on!

Come on, come on, come on!

Thought we were limiting ourselves

to the higher life forms?

Yeah, well, me too.

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

Go, babies.

Go, babies.

Go!

I cannot hold much...

Run!

Go! Go!

Quill! Hurry!

Peter!

Peter!

Did that

look

cool?

Come on.

Cosmo! I'm okay.

I am Groot.

Thanks. Just tell them I'm gonna be right...

I am Groot.

Yeah. It was good working with you, too.

Hey, Gamora. Are you ready?

Yeah.

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

I know.

But who you are ain't so bad.

I bet we were fun.

Like you wouldn't believe.

Okay.

You okay?

I think I need to talk to everybody.

So, you're gonna leave?

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

and I have been running ever since.

I'm gonna need to take some time...

and learn how to swim.

I as well.

I love you all. I do.

But my whole life I did whatever Ego wanted,

and then, I did whatever the Guardians wanted.

I need to go out and discover what I want.

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

That's the whole point.

But you need someone to protect you.

- I don't. - Not in a bad way.

Just because of your incredible weakness.

Oh, my gosh, you're so frustrating!

Drax.

I need you here.

We're building a new society.

I need all the support I can get

for those children out there.

Today, I saw who you are.

You weren't born to be a destroyer.

You were born to be a dad.

So, you'll lead the Guardians then?

No.

I'm gonna lead the city,

make it the type of home I never had.

So, that's it?

The group's over?

No.

Well, the Galaxy still needs its Guardians.

And you will make a better leader than I ever was,

Cap'n.

I love you, guys.

For you.

♪ Like a train on a track ♪

♪ Coming towards her ♪

♪ Stuck still, no turning back ♪

♪ She hid around corners And she hid under beds ♪

♪ She killed it with kisses And from it she fled ♪

♪ With every bubble She sank with a drink ♪

♪ And washed it away down The kitchen sink ♪

♪ The dog days are over ♪

Hmm.

♪ The horses are coming ♪

♪ So you better run ♪

♪ Run fast for your mother Run fast for your father ♪

♪ Run for your children For your sisters and brothers ♪

♪ And your longing behind ♪

♪ You can't carry it with you If you want to survive ♪

♪ The dog days are over ♪

♪ Can you hear the horses ♪

- Yeah! - Oh, yeah!

♪ 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 ♪

♪ The horses are coming ♪

♪ And I never wanted ♪

♪ Anything from you ♪

♪ Except everything... ♪

I think I might be at 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 ♪

Pete.

Hi, Grandpa.

♪ Can you hear the horses? ♪

♪ 'Cause here they come ♪

♪ Run fast for your father ♪

♪ For your sisters and brothers ♪

♪ Leave all your love And your longing behind ♪

Yes! Yes!

Yeah! Yeah!

♪ The dog days are over ♪

Yeah!

Yeah!

♪ How young are you? How old am I? ♪

♪ Let's count the rings Around my eye ♪

♪ How smart are you? How dumb am I? ♪

♪ Don't count any of my advice ♪

♪ Oh, meet me anyplace Or anywhere or anytime ♪

♪ Now, I don't care Meet me tonight ♪

♪ If you will dare, I might dare ♪

♪ Call me on Thursday If you will... ♪

Okay, how about your favorite musical act?

Phyla, you first.

Um... Britney Spears and Korn.

Good choices.

I gotta go with the man. Garth Brooks.

The Carpenters do not have a single bad song.

Adrian Belew.

Both solo and his work with King Crimson.

What about you, Captain?

Uh, this one's kind of special.

Guess they're here.

Well, I can handle this by my lonesome

if y'all wanna chill.

Nah, nah.

It'll go faster if we all do it together.

Groot, wake up.

♪ Nothin' the matter With your head ♪

♪ Baby, find it Come on and find it ♪

Do you ever feel a little sad for them?

Yeah, sure.

But these townsfolk can't protect themselves.

On your word, 'Kapitan'.

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

Word.

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ Hail ♪ - ♪ Hail ♪

♪ What's the matter With you feel right ♪

♪ Don't you feel right, baby ♪

♪ Hail, oh yeah ♪

♪ Get it from the main vine All right ♪

♪ I said-a find it, find it ♪

♪ Go on and love it If you like it, yeah ♪

♪ Hail ♪ - ♪ Hail ♪

♪ It's your business If 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 Come and get your love ♪

♪ Come and get your love, now ♪

♪ Come and get your love Come and get your love ♪

♪ Come and get your love, now ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, woohoo ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, na, na, na, na, na, da Da, da, boom ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, da boom, boom, boom, boom Ta, daba, boom, boom ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, woohoo ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, woohoo ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, da boom, boom, la, ta Da boom, la, da boom ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, da boom, boom, boom Ta, daba, boom ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, da boom La, ta, da boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ La, da boom, boom, boom Ta, daba, boom, la, da boom ♪

♪ Come and get your love ♪

♪ Lights out tonight Trouble in the heartland ♪

♪ Got a head-on collision Smashin' in my guts, man ♪

♪ I'm caught in a crossfire That I don't understand ♪

♪ But there's one thing I know for sure, girl ♪

♪ I don't give a damn for The same old played-out scenes ♪

♪ Baby, I don't give a damn For just the in-betweens ♪

♪ Honey, I want the heart ♪

♪ I want the soul I want control right now ♪

♪ You better listen to me, baby ♪

♪ Talk about a dream Try to make it real ♪

♪ You wake up in the night With a fear so real ♪

♪ You spend your life waiting For a moment ♪

♪ That just don't come ♪

♪ Well, don't waste Your time waiting ♪

♪ Badlands, you gotta Live it every day ♪

♪ Let the broken hearts stand As the price you've gotta pay ♪

♪ We'll keep pushin' Till it's understood ♪

♪ And these badlands Start treating us good ♪

♪ Workin' in the fields Till you get your back burned ♪

♪ Workin' 'neath the wheel till You get your facts learned ♪

♪ Baby, I got my facts Learned real good right now ♪

♪ You better get it straight Darling ♪

♪ Poor man wanna be rich Rich man wanna be king ♪

♪ And a king ain't satisfied Till he rules everything ♪

♪ I wanna go out tonight I wanna find out what I got ♪

♪ Well I believe in the love That you gave me ♪

♪ I believe in the faith That could save me ♪

♪ I believe in the hope And I pray that some day ♪

♪ It may raise me above these ♪

♪ Badlands, you gotta Live it every day ♪

♪ Let the broken hearts stand As the price you've gotta pay ♪

♪ We'll keep pushin' Till it's understood ♪

♪ And these badlands Start treating us good ♪

♪ Whoa whoa whoa whoa ♪

♪ 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 A notion deep inside ♪

♪ That it ain't no sin To be glad you're alive ♪

♪ I wanna find one face That ain't looking through me ♪

♪ I wanna find one place ♪

♪ I wanna spit In the face of these ♪

♪ Badlands, you gotta Live it every day ♪

♪ Let the broken hearts stand As the price you've gotta pay ♪

♪ Keep movin' Till it's understood ♪

♪ And these badlands Start 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 mowing her lawn, I'll do it,

but I kinda feel like her son should help.

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

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

able-bodied, and I'm mowing his lawn.

- It just feels weird. - Mm-hmm.

Don't get me started.

- Oh, really? - Mm-hmm.

Now I kind of want to know.

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