Rocket Raccoon: Metaphors go over his head.
Drax the Destroyer: NOTHING goes over my head! My reflexes are too fast, I would catch it.
Rocket Raccoon: I don't think you even have a plan.
Peter Quill: I have part of a plan.
Drax the Destroyer: What percentage of a plan do you have?
Gamora: You don't get to ask questions after the nonsense you pulled on Knowhere!
Drax the Destroyer: I just saved Quill!
Peter Quill: We've already established that you destroying the ship I'm on is not saving me!
Drax the Destroyer: When did we establish that?
Peter Quill: Like three seconds ago!
Drax the Destroyer: Well I wasn't listening then, I was thinking of something else...
Drax: Where did you learn to do that?
Peter Quill: I'm pretty sure the answer is "I am Groot."
Drax the Destroyer: I like your knife, I'm keeping it.
Moloka Dar: That was my favorite knife.
Drax the Destroyer: I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you've accepted me despite my blunders. It is good to once again be among friends. You, Quill, are my friend.
Peter Quill: Thanks.
Drax the Destroyer: This dumb tree is also my friend.
[Groot grunts.]
Drax the Destroyer: And this green whore is also...
Gamora: Oh, you must stop!
Peter Quill: She betrayed Ronan, he's coming for her. That's when you...[draws his finger across his throat].
Drax the Destroyer: Why would I want to put my finger on his throat?
Peter Quill: No, that's the symbol for slicing his throat.
Drax the Destroyer: I would not slice his throat, I would cut his head clean off.
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 no-one loves.
Peter Quill: Now you're just making it sad.
Drax: Mantis, you asshole!
Vic: Oh this is your other horrible job? I came here once to buy some fishing gear. Clerk was a real dick... I wanted to shoot him in the leg, but I had self-control.
Stu: Yeah that was probably my boss. He's... the second worst guy I've ever met.
Vic: Who's the first?
Stu: I'll give you a hint. It's you. (00:56:20)
Vic: It's a baby gun. It allows you to fire it while crying.
