Marvel's Guardians of the Galaxy

Knock it off, Quill.

If the altitude don't make me hurl, your lousy dance moves will.

I am Groot.

See? Even Groot thinks you stink.

Agreed, Rocket. His odor is extremely unpleasant.

Hey, I just took a shower this morning, Drax.

Why? Showers are only for those who actually break a sweat.

Yeah, I'm more about the overall vision, Gamora.

Speaking of which, our entry point should be right around... Here.

I am Groot.

Or maybe a little lower.

So, I'm totally sold on Guardians of the Galaxy as our name.

Now we need a battle cry.

- Suggestions? - I am Groot.

Walked right into that one.

Groot.

Lights out.

Yorligian Guards, heavily armed.

Somebody doesn't want the neighbors popping by.

Okay, listen up. On my signal,

we fan out for our pre-assigned targets.

Five, four, three, two...

Huh?

Way ahead of you, Quill.

Oh, really? So, you have that security key I need?

Clearing a path for Groot right now.

I am Groot.

Yes, you are.

Seriously? The password is "password"?

Oh, this place has the worst security ever.

Oh.

It's cool. I got a work order for routine repair stuff.

Okay, that's a really old photo.

I am Groot!

Cellblock entry is clear.

Target located. Disabling alarms now.

- Aw, man! I hate that sound! - Huh?

That one's even worse!

Take cover!

Oh, yeah... No!

This calls for something... Special?

Looking for this? Uh, Quill, you might not want to...

Appendages where I can see them!

Let us go, or we all get vaped.

You're bluffing.

- Am I bluffing? - You d'ast well better be!

You know how much boom I packed in that crater-maker?

Hey! You heard him. You have 30 seconds.

29, 28...

Five, four, three, two, one!

Guessing I grabbed the one with the 10-second timer.

How'd he talk me into this job?

How did he talk any of us into it?

This arms dealer we're freeing better be loaded.

Arms dealer? You told me he was a freedom fighter.

Yeah, I might have exaggerated that... Just a little bit.

Yondu!

I knew you'd come for me, boyo.

Once a Ravager, always a Ravager.

You dragged us here to spring

your former pirate boss/alien abductor?

Hey, we were partners.

And what was I supposed to do, tell the truth?

Deceiving your friends just to save your mentor.

I'm so proud.

Yeah, about that. I'm actually turning you in for the bounty.

Oh, I taught you so well.

So, what are we, heroes or outlaws?

- Why can't we be both? - Whoa!

Because you can't be half a hero or half an outlaw.

Right. 'Cause that'd be like trying to be half-human, half-alien.

Oh, wait. I already am.

Let go! You let go!

Whoa!

Might wanna keep your voices down

before you wake the pit leeches.

- Stay out of this! - I am Groot!

This is why we need a battle cry.

Hey! Whoa! Easy!

Come on!

How's this for a battle cry? Let's blow stuff up!

Annoying slug.

Hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Easy!

Still hanging here. Watch your crossfire!

Oh.

I am Groot.

The bounty better have been worth it, Quill.

Oh, I made sure it was.

Otherwise, you never would've come for me.

You put the bounty on yourself?

I needed some kind of insurance in case my deal went south,

and I knew you and your zoo crew couldn't resist them extra unit...

Boyo!

Hey, hey, wait.

I was moving something far more valuable than any bounty when they grabbed me!

How valuable we talking?

We're not in this for wealth.

Hey... No. Neither was the guy who took my prize and strung me up in here.

Goes by the name of Korath.

So you do remember him.

How could I forget him?

We were raised like siblings by Thanos,

and molded into his enforcers.

Which means he can lead us to Thanos,

and my revenge for the loss of my family.

Talk. What were you moving?

Uh, all's I know is it's old. Real old.

And there's something inside it lots of powerful folks want.

Whatever it is, we can't let Thanos get his hands on it.

Hmm. Weapon vault's a few levels up.

If it's valuable and dangerous, that'd be where it's stashed.

See? You can be a hero and an outlaw at the same time.

Hey. How's it goin'?

Volcanic gas. Nasty stuff.

Groot, you're up.

Ah. So the walking houseplant's a safecracker?

More ways than one.

Ha! Found it!

Wait. What about the lock-box?

Oh, Korath took off with that long before you rescued me.

What? You think I was gonna leave without my personal property?

I'd say it was worth the side trip.

You expect to walk out the front door loaded down with that stuff?

Who said anything about walking?

Oh, yeah!

Whoo-hoo! You don't mess with the Rocket unless you know how to fly!

Which they do!

I am Groot!

Rocket, hang on!

I am Groot!

Stay away from the bug zappers!

They'll short out your jet packs!

Among other things.

Two can play at the short-out game.

This is not a game.

If it is... I'm winning!

I am Groot.

- I know, but I wanna keep my stash. - I am Groot!

I know, but there's some really good boom sticks in there.

I am Groot!

Well, since you put it that way...

I'm sorry, babies.

So, so sorry.

with that same Earth racket, Quill?

You know, when you pull my fat out of the fire, you can choose the tunes.

I got ya, buddy.

I am Groot.

Ew.

There you go, bud.

Nice fresh soil. Help you grow big and strong, again.

If I know Korath, he's too arrogant

to update his security protocols.

And too ignorant to realize I stole them from him long ago.

Ah. Typical. He's traveling through the Beol Asteroid Cluster

to avoid detection by the Nova Corps.

But that will also slow him down.

Korath will likely keep the box in his private quarters.

I should be able to get us close enough to sneak aboard and grab it.

Then I will persuade Korath to lead me to Thanos.

Hey, hey, whoa, whoa. Heel your attack dog, Quill.

This is a stealth job. I can bring one more, at most.

Hey. Since when do you give the orders?