Zitate und Sprüche aus Guardians of the Galaxy

Wir fliegen zusammen. Ein letztes mal. In die Ewigkeit. In diesen wunderschönen Himmel.

We'll all fly away together. One last time. Into the forever. And beautiful sky.

Drax: "Wir bringen jeden um, der uns in die Quere kommt!"
Quill: "Nein, wir werden niemanden umbringen."
Drax: "Nur ein paar Leute."
Quill: "Gar keine Leute."
Drax: "Wir bringen einen um. Einen Dummen, den keiner liebt."
Quill: "Jetzt klingt's auch noch voll traurig."

Drax: "We'll kill anyone who gets in our way!"
Quill: "No not kill anyone."
Drax: "Kill a few people."
Quill: "Kill no people."
Drax: "Kill one guy. One stupid guy who no one loves."
Quill: "Now you're just making it sad."

Rocket Raccoon: "Was hat die Galaxie je für dich getan? Wieso willst du sie unbedingt retten?"
Peter Quill: "Ich bin einer der Idioten, die darin leben."

Rocket Raccoon: "Why would you wanna to save the galaxy?"
Peter Quill: "Cause I'm one of the idiots who lives in it."

Was machen wir als Nächstes? Was Gutes, was Böses? Ein bisschen was von beidem?

What should we do next? Something good, something bad? Bit of both?

Ich halte immer meine Versprechen an muskelbepackte Irre, die mich umbringen wollen, wenn ich es nicht tue.

Ich habe den größten Teil meines Lebens umgeben von Feinden gelebt. Es wäre mir eine Ehre, umgeben von Freunden zu sterben.

I have lived most of my life surrounded by my enemies. I would be grateful to die surrounded by my friends.

Groot: "Ich bin Groot."
Peter Quill: "Ja, und es bleibt weiterhin so faszinierend wie die ersten neunundachtzig Mal, die du's erwähnt hast. Was ist denn bloß los mit diesem Gummibaum?"

Auf meinem Planeten existiert eine Legende über Leute wie dich. Sie heißt 'Footloose'. Und darin gibt es einen Helden namens Kevin Bacon, der einer ganzen Stadt voller Menschen, die einen Stock im Arsch haben, beibringt wie man tanzt. Ich sag dir, das ist das Allergrößte.

Asleep for the danger, awake for the money, as per frickin' usual.

Rocket Raccoon: "That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons."
Gamora: "No one's blowing up moons."
Rocket Raccoon: "You just wanna suck the joy out of everything."

Touch me, and the only thing you're gonna feel is a broken jaw.

When you're ugly and someone loves you, you know they love you for who you are. Beautiful people never know who to trust.

I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.

Whatever nightmares the future holds are but dreams compared to what's behind me.

Rocket Raccoon: "So we're saving the galaxy again?"
Peter Quill: "Yup."
Rocket Raccoon: "Awesome! We're really gonna be able to jack up our price if we're two-time galaxy savers."

Gamora: "And Quill, your ship is filthy."
Peter Quill: "Oh she has no idea. If I had a blacklight, this would look like a Jackson Pollock painting."

Well he don't know talkin' good like me and you, so his vocabulistics is limited to "I" and "am" and "Groot," exclusively in that order.

Peter Quill: "I have a plan."
Rocket Raccoon: "You've got a plan? Okay, first of all, you're copying me from when I said I had a plan."
Peter Quill: "I'm not copying you, I have a plan, that's not that unique of a thing to say."
Rocket Raccoon: "And secondly, I don't think you even have a plan."
Peter Quill: "I have part of a plan."

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.

Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it.

I can't promise when all of this is over I'm not going to kill every last one of you jerks!

Let's get something clear! This one here is our booty. You wanna get to him, you go through us... or, more accurately, we go through you!

I've mastered the ability of standing so incredibly still that I become invisible to the eye.

Shoot her if she does anything suspicious. Or if you feel like it.

Can you believe they call us criminals when he's assaulting us with that haircut?

What if someone does something irksome, and I decide to remove his spine?

Rocket Raccoon: "That dude there. I need his prosthetic leg."
Peter Quill: "His leg?"
Rocket Raccoon: "Yeah. God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him. He's useless."

I go by many names, Earthian, but I'm sure the one that most know me by is Gamora, the deadliest woman in the whole galaxy.

We're just like Kevin Bacon!

I like your knife. I'm keeping it.