I Am Using My Wrong Eye Again.
Starring: Chris Pratt, Zoe Saldana, Dave Bautista, Vin Diesel fuel, Bradley Cooper, Michael Rooker, Karen Gillan, Sean Gunn, Glenn Close, Pom Klementieff, Elizabeth Debicki, Chris Sullivan, Kurt Russell
OUR RATING: ★★★½
Story:
Marvel'due south superhero sequel written and directed by James Gunn. The story is fix two months after the first picture show to the backdrop of 'Awesome Mixtape #2'. Equally the Guardians travels throughout the cosmos, the team must fight to keep their newfound family unit together as they unravel the mysteries of Peter Quill'due south (Chris Pratt) true parentage.
Best Quotes (Full Quotes: 53)
Peter Quill: Get-go, A-holes!
Peter Quill: It'll be here whatever minute.
Gamora: Which will exist its loss.
[Gamora cocks her weapon]
Peter Quill: Is that a rifle?
Gamora: You don't know what a rifle looks like?
Peter Quill: I thought your thing was a sword?
Gamora: We've been hired to stop an interdimensional beast from feeding on those batteries, and I'm going to stop information technology with a sword?
Peter Quill: Information technology'southward just, swords were your affair and guns were mine. But I guess we're both doing guns now. I merely didn't know that.
Rocket: Well, that's intense.
[referring to the beast they are trying to kill]
Drax: The beast's hide is too thick to exist pierced from the outside. I must cutting through it from the inside
Gamora: Huh? No! No, Drax, wait infinitesimal! Drax!
[Drax jumps into the creature's mouth and he'south swallowed by the creature]
Peter Quill: What is he doing?!
Gamora: He said the skin is likewise thick to be pierced from the outside and then he…
Peter Quill: That doesn't make any sense!
Gamora: I tried telling him that!
Peter Quill: The skin is the aforementioned level of thickness from the inside as from the exterior!
Gamora: I realize that!
[we run across Drax desperately trying to stab through the beasts skin from the inside]
Peter Quill: In that location'due south a cutting on its neck. Rocket, yous need to wait up!
Ayesha: Nosotros thank you, Guardians, for putting your lives on the line. We could non take chances the lives of our own Sovereign citizens. Every citizen is built-in exactly every bit designed by the community. Impeccable, both physically and mentally. We control the Deoxyribonucleic acid of our progeny, germinating them in birthing pods.
Peter Quill: I guess I adopt to make people the sometime-fashioned manner.
Ayesha: Perchance anytime, you could give me a history lesson in the archaic means of our ancestors. For academic purposes.
Peter Quill: I would be honored, yes.
[referring to the Sovereign people]
Rocket: You know, they told me you people were conceited douchebags, but that isn't true at all.
[Rocket winks at Peter]
Peter Quill: Dude!
Rocket: Oh, shit. I'm using my wrong eye again, aren't I? I'thou deplorable. That was meant to exist behind your back.
Drax: In that location are two types of beings in the universe, those who dance, and those who do not.
Peter Quill: Mmm-hmm.
Drax: I first met my beloved at a state of war rally.
Peter Quill: Oh, God.
Drax: Anybody in the village flailed about, dancing. Except one woman. My Ovette. I knew immediately she was the ane for me. The almost melodic vocal in the world could be playing. She wouldn't fifty-fifty tap her foot, wouldn't motility a muscle. One might assume she was dead.
Peter Quill: That does audio pretty hot.
Drax: It would make my nether regions engorge.
Peter Quill: Okay. I get it, yep. I am a dancer, Gamora is not.
Drax: Y'all just need to detect a woman who is pathetic, similar yous.
Peter Quill: This is weird, nosotros've got a Sovereign Fleet approaching from the rear.
Gamora: Why would they exercise that?
Drax: Probably because Rocket stole some of their batteries.
Rocket: Dude!
Drax: Right. He didn't steal some of those, I don't know why they're after us. What a mystery this is.
[they ship starts getting shot at by the Sovereign Fleet]
Peter Quill: What were yous thinking?!
Rocket: Dude, they were really easy to steal.
Gamora: That's your defense?
Rocket: Come up on. You saw how that High Priestess talked down to united states of america. Now I'm didactics her a lesson!
Peter Quill: Oh, I didn't realize your motivation was altruism. It's really a shame the Sovereign's mistaking your intentions and they're trying to kill usa.
Rocket: Exactly.
Peter Quill: I was being sarcastic!
Rocket: Oh, no! You're supposed to utilise a sarcastic vocalization! Now I expect foolish!
Gamora: Can we put the bickering on a hold until afterward we survive this massive space battle?
Peter Quill: More incoming!
Rocket: Good, I want to kill some guys!
Gamora: Can we put the bickering on concord until afterwards we survive this massive space battle?
Rocket: Quill, afterward on this night, you're going to be laying down in your bed and there's going to be something squishy in your pillow example. And yous're going to exist like, "What'south this?" And it'southward going to be considering I put a turd in in that location!
Peter Quill: Y'all put your turd in my bed, I shave you.
Rocket: Oh, information technology won't exist my turd. It volition exist Drax's.
Drax: I have famously huge turds.
Peter Quill: We're about to die, and this is what nosotros're discussing?
Drax: Dice, spaceship!
Peter Quill: Groot, put your seatbelt on!
Ego: Later on all these years, I've found you.
Peter Quill: And who the hell are you?
Ego: I figured my rugged skilful looks would make that obvious. My name is Ego, and I'm your dad, Peter.
Stakar Ogord: [to Yondu] If you recollect I take pleasure in exiling you lot, you're wrong. Y'all broke all our hearts.
Ego: I hired Yondu to choice you up after your mother passed away. But instead of returning you, Yondu kept you. I have no clue every bit to why.
Peter Quill: Well, I'll tell you why. Because I was a skinny little kid who could squeeze into places adults couldn't. It fabricated it easier for thieving.
Ego: Well, I've been trying to track you down ever since.
Drax: I thought Yondu was your begetter.
Peter Quill: What? Nosotros've been together this whole fourth dimension and you idea Yondu was my actual claret relative?
Drax: You look exactly alike.
Rocket: One's blueish!
Peter Quill: No, he's not my father! Yondu was the guy who abducted me, kicked the crap out of me so I could learn to fight, and kept me in terror by threatening to eat me.
Ego: Eat you lot?
Peter Quill: Aye.
Ego: Oh, that son of a bitch.
Ego: [to Peter] I promise y'all, it's unlike any other place you've e'er seen. And there I can explain your very special heritage. Finally get to exist the father I've always wanted to be. Excuse me. I've gotta take a whiz.
Gamora: What was that story you told me about Zardu Hasselfrau?
Peter Quill: Who?
Gamora: He owned a magic gunkhole?
Peter Quill: David Hasselhoff?
Gamora: Right.
Peter Quill: Not a magic boat. A talking car.
Gamora: Why did he talk over again?
Peter Quill: To help him fight criminal offense, and to exist supportive.
Gamora: As a child, you would carry his picture in your pocket and you would tell all the other children that he was your male parent, but that he was out of boondocks shooting Knight Rider or touring with his band in Frg.
Peter Quill: I told yous that when I was boozer. Why are you bringing that up now?
Gamora: I love that story.
Peter Quill: I hate that story.
Gamora: Information technology's and then deplorable!
Peter Quill: As a kid, I used to meet all the other kids off playing grab with their dad. And I wanted that, more than anything in the world!
[referring to Ego]
Gamora: That's my indicate, Peter. What if this man is your Hasselhoff?
Rocket: I hope Daddy isn't as big of a dick as you lot, orphan boy.
Peter Quill: What is your goal here? To get everybody to hate you? Considering it's working.
Mantis: If I touch someone, I can feel their feelings.
Peter Quill: You read minds?
Mantis: No. Telepaths know thoughts. Empaths feel feelings. Emotions.
[to Peter]
Mantis: May I?
Peter Quill: Alright.
[she touches Peter'due south mitt]
Mantis: You feel love.
Peter Quill: Yes, I guess, yeah, I feel a general unselfish love for just near everybo…
Mantis: No. Romantic, sexual love.
Peter Quill: No. No, I don't.
Mantis: For her!
[she points to Gamora]
Peter Quill: No! That is not…
[Drax bursts out laughing]
Peter Quill: Okay… That's…
Drax: She but told everyone your deepest, darkest secret!
Peter Quill: Dude, come on! I think you're overreacting a little bit.
Drax: You must be so embarrassed!
[he continues to laugh; to Mantis]
Drax: Do me! Do me! Practise me!
[Mantis touches Drax and she starts laughing hysterically]
Mantis: I've never felt such humour!
Peter Quill: Then unbelievably uncool.
Drax: Oh, Quill…
[Mantis goes over to Gamora to touch her]
Gamora: Touch me, and the but matter yous're going to experience is a broken jaw.
Rocket: Woh! Woh! There must be some kind of peaceful resolution to this, fellas.
[all the groups point their weapons at each other]
Rocket: Or even a fierce ane, where I'm standing over there.
Gamora: You ain a planet and can destroy two dozen spaceships without a suit. What are you exactly?
Ego: I'grand what's called a Angelic, sweetheart.
Peter Quill: A Celestial, like a god?
Ego: Mm, small G, son.
Ego: I created what I imagined biological life to be like downwards to the most minute detail.
Drax: Did you make a penis?
Peter Quill: Dude!
Gamora: What is wrong with y'all?
Drax: If he is a planet, how could he make a baby with your mother? He would smush her!
Peter Quill: I don't need to hear how my parents…
Drax: Why? My father would tell the story of impregnating my mother every winter solstice.
Peter Quill: That's disgusting.
Drax: It was cute. You Earthers take hang-ups.
Ego: Yes, Drax, I got a penis.
Drax: Ha! Thank y'all!
Ego: It'southward non one-half bad.
Rocket: I'one thousand deplorable. I am so sorry! I just keep imagining y'all waking up in the morning, sir, looking in the mirror and and then in all seriousness saying to yourself, "You know what would exist a really kick-donkey proper name? Taserface! That's how I hear you in my head! What was your second option? Scrotum Hat?
Drax: How did you become to this weird impaired planet?
Mantis: Ego constitute me in my larva state. Orphaned on my home world. He raised me past manus, and kept me equally his own.
Drax: So you're a pet?
Mantis: I suppose.
Drax: People usually desire cute pets. Why would Ego desire such a hideous one?
Mantis: I am hideous?
Drax: You are horrifying to look at. Yep. But that's a good thing.
Mantis: Oh?
Drax: When yous're ugly, and someone loves you, you know they love you lot for who you are. Beautiful people never know who to trust.
Mantis: Well, and so I'm certainly grateful to be ugly.
Drax: Those pools, they remind me of a time when I took my daughter to the forgotten lakes of my dwelling house world. She was like you.
Mantis: Disgusting?
Drax: Innocent.
[Mantis touches Drax, she senses his sadness and begins to weep]
Yondu: You similar a professional asshole or what?
Rocket: Pretty much a pro.
[referring to Infant Groot]
Mantis: He is so cute.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: He hates hats.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: On anyone, not just himself.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: [to Yondu] 1 minute you think someone has a weird-shaped head, the adjacent minute it'south but because yous realize office of that head is the hat.
Rocket: [to Groot] That's why y'all don't similar hats?
Nebula: I win. I win. I bested you lot in gainsay.
Gamora: No. I saved your life.
Nebula: Well, you were stupid enough to permit me live.
Gamora: Yous permit me live!
Nebula: I don't need you always trying to beat me!
Gamora: I'thou not the ane that only flew across the universe just because I wanted to win.
Nebula: Practise not tell me what I want.
Gamora: I don't need to tell you what you desire! Information technology's obvious!
Nebula: You were the one who wanted to win. And I merely wanted a sister! You lot were all I had. Only you were the one who needed to win. Thanos pulled my eye from my head and my encephalon from my skull and my arm from my body because of yous.
Ego: And sometimes we are deprived the pleasures of mortals.
Peter Quill: Well, you may not exist mortal, merely me…
Ego: No, Peter, death will remain a stranger to both of us, every bit long as the lite burns within the planet.
Peter Quill: I'm immortal?
Ego: Mm-hmm.
Peter Quill: Really?
Ego: Yes! As long as the low-cal exists.
Peter Quill: And I tin use the light to build cool things, like how y'all made this whole planet?
Ego: Information technology might have you a few 1000000 years of practice earlier y'all get really skilful at information technology. But, aye!
Peter Quill: What! Get gear up for an eight hundred foot statue of Pac-Human with Skeletor and Heather Locklear.
Ego: You tin exercise anything you lot want.
Peter Quill: I'm going to make some weird shit.
Mantis: Drax! Nosotros demand to talk.
Drax: I'm sorry. Merely I like a woman with some meat on her basic.
Mantis: What?
Drax: I tried to let you down hands by telling you I found y'all disgusting.
Mantis: No, that's not what I… What are y'all doing?
[Drax starts gagging]
Drax: I'k imagining being with you physically.
Mantis: Drax… I don't like you lot like that. I don't even like the type of thing you lot are.
Drax: Hey! At that place'due south no need to get personal.
Mantis: Listen! Ego's gotten exactly what he wanted. I should accept told you earlier. I'm stupid. Y'all are in danger.
Peter Quill: Doesn't eternity get boring?
Ego: Not if you accept a purpose, Peter, which is why you're here.
Rocket: What are you laughing at me for?
Yondu: You can fool yourself and everyone else, just you can't fool me. I know who y'all are.
Rocket: You don't know anything about me, loser.
Yondu: I know everything about yous. I know y'all play similar y'all're the meanest and the hardest, just, actually, yous're the most scared of all.
Rocket: Close up!
Yondu: I know you lot steal batteries you lot don't demand and you push abroad anyone who's willing to put up with you because just a picayune chip of love reminds you how big and empty that pigsty within you actually is.
Rocket: I said shut up!
Yondu: I know them scientists what made you, never gave a rat's ass about you.
Rocket: I'm serious, dude!
Yondu: Just like my own damn parents who sold me, their own footling baby, into slavery. I know who you lot are, boy. Because you're me.
Rocket: What kind of a pair are nosotros?
Yondu: The kind that's about to go fight a planet, I reckon.
Rocket: Alright, okay! Skillful. Wait. Fight a what?
Ego: I phone call it the Expansion. It is my purpose, and now information technology is yours also.
Peter Quill: It's beautiful.
Ego: Over thousands of years I implanted thousands of extensions of myself on thousands of worlds. I need to fulfill life'southward 1 true purpose. To grow and spread, covering all that exists until everything is me!
Nebula: All any of you do is yell at each other. Yous're not friends.
Drax: You're right. No, we're family. Nosotros leave no one backside. Except maybe you lot.
Peter Quill: But my mother. You said you loved my female parent.
Ego: And that I did. My river lily who knew all the words to every song that came over the radio. I returned to Earth to meet her three times. And I knew if I returned a fourth, well, I'd never leave. The Expansion, the reason for my very existence would be over. And then, I did what I had to exercise. Just information technology broke my centre to put that tumor in her head.
Peter Quill: What?
Ego: At present, alright, I know that sounds bad.
[Peter shoots Ego with his Quad Blasters]
Ego: Who in the hell do you recollect you are?
Peter Quill: You killed my female parent!
Ego: I tried so difficult to find the form…
[changes form to David Hasselhoff]
Ego: … that best suited you, and this is the thanks I get?
[Ego changes back]
Ego: You really need to grow up.
[Ego pierces Quill with a beam of energy]
Ego: I wanted to do this together, but I suppose yous'll have to learn by spending the side by side thousand years equally a battery!
Drax: Out of the fashion, dumber, smaller Groot!
Rocket: You people have problems.
Peter Quill: Well, of course I have issues. That's my freaking father!
Rocket: And so, we're saving the galaxy again?
Peter Quill: I approximate.
Rocket: Crawly! We're really going to be able to jack up our price if nosotros're two-fourth dimension galaxy savers.
Drax: You don't have to believe in yourself, because I believe in you.
Rocket: Alright, commencement you flick this switch so this switch, that activates it. Then you push button this button, which will give yous five minutes to get out of in that location. At present whatever you do, don't button this push. Because that volition ready off the flop immediately and we'll all be dead! At present echo dorsum what I just said.
Baby Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: Uh-huh.
Baby Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: That's right.
Babe Groot: I am Groot.
[and then he goes to push the button]
Rocket: No! No, that's the button that will kill everyone! Try once again.
Baby Groot: Hm. I am Groot.
Rocket: Mm-hmm.
Baby Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: Uh-huh.
Baby Groot: I am Groot.
[he goes to push the button again]
Rocket: Nooooo, that's exactly what you just said! How'south that even possible?! Which button is the button you lot you're supposed to push, point to it?
[Groot points to the activation button]
Rocket: No!
Peter Quill: Hey, y'all're making him nervous!
Rocket: Shut up and give me some tape!
Rocket: Does anybody have any tape out in that location? I want to put some tape over the death button.
Peter Quill: I don't have any tape. Let me check. Yo, Yondu… Ow! Practice you have any tape? Gamora? Practice you have whatsoever tape? Record! Never mind. Ow! Drax, exercise you take whatever tape? Yes, Scotch record would work. Then why did you ask me if Scotch tape would work, if you don't take whatsoever? Nobody has whatever tape!
Rocket: Non a single person has tape?!
Peter Quill: Nope!
Rocket: Did you enquire Nebula?
Peter Quill: Yes!
Rocket: Are you lot sure?
Peter Quill: I asked Yondu and she was sitting next to him.
Rocket: I knew yous were lying!
Peter Quill: You have priceless batteries and an diminutive bomb in your pocketbook. If anybody'southward gonna have tape, it'southward you!
Rocket: That's exactly my signal! I take to practice everything!
Peter Quill: You lot are wasting a lot of time hither!
[as Peter and Rocket are arguing we see Baby Groot have the atomic bomb and run off]
Baby Groot: Whee!
Rocket: Nosotros're all going to die.
Ego: I don't employ my head to fly the arrow, boy! I use my heart…
Peter Quill: You lot shouldn't have killed my mom, and squished my Walkman.
[Yondu is floating in the air, hanging on his arrow]
Yondu: What?
Peter Quill: You look like Mary Poppins.
Yondu: Is he cool?
Peter Quill: Hell, yeah, he's cool.
Yondu: I'yard Mary Poppins, y'all!
Babe Groot: I am Groot.
Yondu: What's that?
Rocket: He says, "Welcome to the frickin' Guardians of the Galaxy!" Only he didn't use frickin'.
Ego: Stop. Listen to me! You are a God. If you impale me y'all'll be just similar everybody else.
Peter Quill: What's and then wrong with that?
Ego: No!
Yondu: [to Peter] He may accept been your father, male child, but he wasn't your daddy. I'm sorry I didn't do none of information technology right. I'm damn lucky you're my male child.
Peter Quill: I told Gamora how when I was a kid I used to pretend David Hasselhoff was my dad. He'south a singer and player from Globe, really famous guy. Before, it struck me Yondu didn't have a talking auto, but he did accept a flying arrow. He didn't accept the beautiful voice of an affections, but he did have the whistle of one. Both Yondu and David Hasselhoff went on kicking-ass adventures and hooked up with hot women and fought robots. I guess David Hasselhoff did kind of end upwards being my dad after all. Merely it was you, Yondu. I had a pretty absurd dad. What I'yard trying to say here is, sometimes that thing you're searching for your whole life it's correct there past your side all forth. You don't even know information technology.
Gamora: Nebula, I was a child like you. I was concerned with staying alive until the next twenty-four hours, every day. And I never considered what Thanos was doing to you. I'one thousand trying to brand information technology right. In that location are piddling girls similar y'all across the universe who are in danger. Y'all tin can stay with u.s. and assistance them.
Nebula: I volition help them past killing Thanos.
Gamora: I don't know if that'due south possible.
[hugging Nebula]
Gamora: You will ever exist my sister.
Peter Quill: What is it?
Kraglin: It'south called a Zune. It'southward what everybody'due south listening to on Globe nowadays. Information technology's got 3 hundred songs on information technology.
Peter Quill: 3 hundred songs?
[the Ravagers requite tribute to Yondu]
Martinex: He didn't let united states down after all, Helm?
Stakar Ogord: No, he did not, son. He did not.
Charlie-27: Fare thee well, old friend.
Aleta Ogord: Yondu Odonta, I will see you lot in the stars.
Mantis: Information technology's cute.
Drax: It is. And so are you. On the inside.
[post-credit scene]
The Form of David Hasselhoff: In times of hardship, just remember nosotros are Groot.
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