Chris Pratt credited as playing...
Peter Quill • Star-Lord
- Drax: We'll kill anyone who gets in our way!
- Peter Quill: No, not kill anyone!
- Drax: Kill a few people!
- Peter Quill: Kill no people!
- Drax: Kill one guy. One stupid guy who noone loves!
- Peter Quill: Now you're just making it sad.
- Peter Quill: I never noticed how black your eyes were.
- Nebula: They were replaced by my father as a method of torture.
- Peter Quill: ...He picked a pretty set.
- Mantis: [while Quill attempts to have a serious talk with Gamora] Peter, you know this is an open line, right?
- Peter Quill: What?
- Mantis: We're listening to everything you're saying.
- Drax: And it is painful.
- Peter Quill: And you're just telling me now?
- Nebula: We were hoping it would stop on its own.
- Peter Quill: But I switched it over to private.
- Mantis: What color button did you push?
- Peter Quill: Blue! For the blue suit!
- Drax: Oh, no.
- Nebula: Blue was the open line for everyone.
- Mantis: *Orange* is for blue.
- Peter Quill: What?
- Mantis: Black is for orange. Yellow is for green. Green is for red and red is for yellow.
- Drax: No, *yellow* is for yellow. Green is for red. Red is for green.
- Mantis: I don't think so.
- Drax: Try it then.
- [beat]
- Mantis: [pushes the yellow button and yells] HELLO!
- [Quill screams and covers his ears as feedback whines]
- Mantis: You were right.
- Peter Quill: How the hell am I supposed to know all that?
- Drax: Seems intuitive.
- Peter Quill: I'm-a tell you something: I'm Star-Lord! I formed the Guardians! Met a girl, fell in love... that girl died. But then she came back. Came back, a total dick.
- Gamora: Oh, please!
- Nebula: He left out some important information. But that is the gist of it.
- Peter Quill: I don't need another speech by some impotent wackjob whose mother didn't love him rationalizing why he needs to conquer the universe!
- The High Evolutionary: I'm not trying to conquer the universe. I'm perfecting it.
- Peter Quill: Screw you, you stretch-faced, Robocop looking, Skeletor wannabe, purple nurple piece of...!
- [the High Evolutionary cuts him off for breaking it]
- Peter Quill: He hung up.
- [last lines]
- Peter Quill: I mean if she needs help mowing her lawn, I'll do it, but I kind of 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.
- Grandpa Quill: Mm-hmm. Don't get me started.
- Peter Quill: Oh, really?
- Grandpa Quill: Mm-hmm.
- Peter Quill: Now I kind of want to know.
- Peter Quill: Nebula?
- Nebula: Where are you?
- Peter Quill: Oh, thank god.
- Nebula: We're here to get you out of here.
- Peter Quill: Out of where?
- Nebula: The High Evolutionary's ship.
- Peter Quill: No, I got off the ship.
- Nebula: [reacts] You what?
- Peter Quill: Wait. Where are you?
- Nebula: On the ship!
- Peter Quill: On the ship?
- Nebula: I didn't lie.
- Peter Quill: Why are you on the ship?
- Nebula: To save you, obviously!
- Peter Quill: No! I told you to go back, you got to know by now I always figure out an incredibly clever way to get out of a fix!
- Drax: Tell him I said hi.
- Nebula: Really?
- Drax: Tell him we're coming to save him.
- Nebula: Pay attention or play with the kids. One or the other.
- Gamora: [reacts] Play with the kids?
- Mantis: How did you get out?
- Peter Quill: That's not really important.
- Groot: I am Groot.
- Mantis: Jumping a thousand feet to your death without a parachute is a clever way of getting out of a fix?
- Gamora: You're all just making up stuff that he's saying, right?
- Rocket: The important thing is we're all okay.
- [Nebula, Drax and Mantis heard that Rocket]
- Nebula: Rocket?
- Peter Quill: Yeah, he's here and he's okay.
- [Nebula gasps and cries]
- Mantis: Rocket, we love you very much and we're happy you're alive.
- Rocket: Well, that makes you idiots then.
- [Quill spots Rocket carrying his Zune while entering the bar]
- Peter Quill: [drunkenly] Hey! Uh-uh! No! I told you a million times, you keep your grimy raccoon hands off my Zune!
- [he snatches his Zune from Rocket's hands]
- Rocket: [gets his drink] And I told you a million times, I'm not a damn raccoon.
- Peter Quill: [as Nebula tries to open the car door] Push down on it!
- Nebula: What?
- Peter Quill: Push it down.
- Nebula: I am pushing down on it.
- Peter Quill: Push the button. It looks like you're pushing the keyhole.
- Nebula: The what?
- Peter Quill: There's a button under the handle! Press that in.
- Nebula: Okay. Now what?
- Peter Quill: Open the *fucking* door!
- Nebula: [as she opens the door] That is a stupid design. And your instructions were very unclear.