The following is a verbal transcript of Chapter 6 from Marvel's Guardians of the Galaxy.
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Aftermath[]
Gamora: Now what?
Drax: We should set course for Contraxia, lay bare our issues over a cold Katathian brew.
Star-Lord: (Stares at the Nova Force Lock.) I don't hate it. But... (Moves to join everyone else in the rec room.) ...we should report what we saw first, right?
Rocket: [groan] 'Cause that's our biggest problem, Quill. Come on, Groot. We got scut to do. (Leaves with Groot.)
Star-Lord: Rocket! (...) What's with him?
Drax: The abomination is never happy.
Gamora: Rocket's got a point, though. Our comms are flarked, the tracker's still counting down, and Ko-Rel could be anywhere in the universe. [sigh] It's not looking good.
Drax: We are in a place between hard rocks.
Star-Lord: You mean a rock and a hard place.
Drax: That is what I said.
Gamora: Hala knows we could use a night off. So... Contraxia?
Star-Lord: We should go to Knowhere instead.
Drax: Ah, another suitable location to partake in liberal libations--
Star-Lord: To report what we saw. Look, me and Cosmo go way back. He's Chief of Security, he'll make sure the right people know about The Rock.
Gamora: And the tracker and fine?
Star-Lord: Rocket's got a guy on Knowhere. We'll kill two birds with one stone.
Gamora: Okay. I'll set the coordinates. Maybe... Talk to Rocket?
Talk to your crew (or) fly to Knowhere[]
Drax: Peter Quill... what does "killing two birds with one stone" signify?
Star-Lord: It means solving two problems with a single solution.
Drax: Ha! I knew it. There are no birds on Knowhere.
Gamora: Depends if Shi'ar count. Saw a few of them last time.
- Talk to Drax
- Talked to Drax in Ch 5
- Ignored Drax in Ch 5
Star-Lord: [sigh] I'm sorry, Drax. I thought paying our fine would make things better, but it just made things more complicated.
Drax: Do not apologize, Peter Quill. Our encounter with Nova Corps has given me clarity of purpose. We must investigate and fight this--
Star-Lord: Woah! Woah there, Drax. We ain't fighting Nova Corps if we can help it. We'll just let Cosmo handle this.
Star-Lord: Hey Drax... you alright? You must be feeling pretty crap about having to punch through all those cops back on the station.
Drax: Do not worry. I simply need some time to get my thoughts in order.
Star-Lord: Right. Never thought we'd have to fight Nova Corps.
Drax: The soldiers we encountered were not acting like Nova Corps officers. And those robed priests... it was all very disturbing.
(Idle banter.)
- Loved ones
Drax: I am still dwelling on the events that unfolded on the Nova Corps station.
Gamora: Don't feel bad about those officers, they attacked us first.
Drax: Nevertheless, they must have had loved ones who may not take kindly to our actions. I once tore through the galaxy to find the man who murdered my family.
Gamora: Not everyone feels that way. I don't think Thanos would've been mad if I got killed in action.
- Mutiny
Drax: Assassin? You believe the events unfolding aboard The Rock qualify as a mutiny, correct?
Gamora: Looked pretty obvious to me.
Drax: Even if the officers who rebelled were under the influence of a mysterious force?
Gamora: Doesn't really change that they rejected Nova Corps orders and started killing their shipmates.
Drax: I find it... repulsive.
- War 1
Drax: I need to clear my mind. This book is not helping.
Gamora: If you need a recommendation, I just finished the Worldmind's Postmortem on Ineffective Planetary-Scale Battle Tactics of the Galactic War.
Drax: What part of this would help clear my mind?
Gamora: None, it's very upsetting to read.
- War 2
Drax: Why do you still read about war-time tactics, assassin? Do you miss the Galactic War?
Gamora: Do I miss losing planet after planet to the enemy?
Drax: I was referring to your time working with Nova Corps. When you were viewed as a hero.
Rocket: (Off-screen.) [laughing] I think Drax just called Gamora a hero!
Gamora: Nova Corps never thought of me as a hero, Drax. They only pretended until the war was over.
- Nova Lock
Gamora: The Nova tracker on Peter's chair isn't looking good. The countdown is making me anxious.
Drax: Three cycles is not a sufficient amount of time.
Gamora: Really hope we can have the thing removed on Knowhere, or we'll need a new ship.
Drax: I suggest getting one that smells more pleasant.
- Hala's Hope
Drax: I must admit, I fear for the crew of the Hala's Hope.
Gamora: You think Ko-Rel would've let those lunatics board her ship?
Drax: She was not at her post when we contacted her, someone else could have let them in.
- Cute
Gamora: Maybe we should check other Nova Corps stations to see if they're alright.
Rocket: (Off-screen.) You wanna check out Nova Corps? You do it after we get to Knowhere!
Drax: We should avoid making the rodent angrier.
Gamora: Why? He's cute when he's angry.
- Food
Drax: Perhaps we should consume the rest of our food rations before we reach Knowhere. To make room for new ones.
Gamora: I'll pass.
Drax: You are not hungry?
Gamora: I already checked the cupboard. All we've got left are number five ration packs.
Drax: Ah... yes, the dehydrated eggs are foul.
- Nova Corps
Drax: Do you ever ponder how different your lives would have been had you joined the Nova Corps?
Gamora: You asking me, or Peter?
Drax: Both.
Gamora: I don't think either of us would've faired very well.
Drax: You are not fond of peacekeeping.
Gamora: And Peter's not fond of helmets. It messes with his hair.
- Boot-licker
Rocket: (Off-screen.) Can't believe Quill's such a boot-licker. What's with his obsession with bending over for Nova Corps?
Groot: (Off-screen.) I am Groot?
Rocket: (Off-screen.) Respect them? Please. All the blue flaknards know how to do is arrest people trying to make a living and slap them with scutbugging fines.
Groot: (Off-screen.) I am Groot?
Rocket: (Off-screen.) Nope! It's that simple, and Quill still wants to pay up. After all we've done for him!
- Pet Kammy
Star-Lord: (Baby talks.) You're a good llama, yes you are.
- Approach Rocket's room 1
Rocket: If Quill really cared about this team, he wouldn't get turned around soon as an ex-girlfriend walks into the room!
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: I am not! We almost got killed back there! I almost got killed trying to get this ship back!
- Approach Rocket's room 2
Rocket: I don't know what I expected. I knew Quill was only in it for himself. And the other two? Ain't much better.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: I'm mainly mad at him, but flark all of them! I'm done!
- Approach Rocket's room 3
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: Sure, we could try to work together, but it ain't gonna succeed. I mean, show me one team as dysfunctional as us.
Groot: I am Groot. I am Groot. I am Groot.
Rocket: Okay, but the last one's only been together for half a dozen cycles.
- Approach Rocket's room 4
Groot: I am Groot?
Rocket: Flark yeah that's what I want! Just the two of us! Let's show Quill how profitable a real team can be!
Groot: I am Groot!
Rocket: Come on, you're the one who brought it up. Pull up that Bagoo! job board.
- Approach Rocket's room 5
Rocket: Look. Here. That's a good one.
Groot: I... am Groot.
Rocket: We can do infiltration. It can't be that hard.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: What? I can be quiet for a mission.
- Approach Rocket's room 6
Rocket: Since we'll have to be completely silent to sneak in, we should establish some hand signals. Here's the one for "stop" and this one's for "go."
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: We don't need a hand sign for "I love you."
- Approach Rocket's room 7
Rocket: Let's see those hand signs: Stop. Go. Wait. Hide. No, hide is three fingers, not four.
Groot: I am Groot?
Rocket: You don't wanna get caught, do you? Course it matters!
- Approach Rocket's room 8
Groot: I am Groot?
Rocket: They're meeting us at Mantlo's to seal the deal. This is gonna be great.
- Talk to Rocket
Star-Lord: Hey, uh... guys? What's up?
Rocket: (Opens door.) Nothing at all, Quill. Not a thing.
Star-Lord: Uh... Something wrong with Groot?
Rocket: Nope, he's just defoliating. Seasonal thing.
Star-Lord: Come on. I know you're lying. You guys are planning something.
Rocket: What we do ain't none of your business.
Star-Lord: Can't we just talk about it?
Rocket: Talking ain't worth scut if you don't put your money where your mouth is.
Star-Lord: Things are going to get better, I promise. We'll fix it.
Rocket: Just like you promised before Seknarf?
Star-Lord: Come on, Rocket!
Rocket: What? You're gonna tell me I'm a valued member of your crew again? Leave us alone, Quill. (Closes and locks door.)
- Knock on door
(Knock 1.) Star-Lord: Rocket? → Rocket: Flark off, Quill!
(Knock 2.) Star-Lord: Come on, guys. → Groot: I am Groot. → Rocket: Groot says go away.
(Knock 3.) Star-Lord: Let's talk about it. → Rocket: Leave us alone!
(Knock 4.) Star-Lord: Groot, reason with him! → Rocket: Groot don't wanna talk to you!
(Knock 5.) Star-Lord: Rocket?
(Knock 6.) Star-Lord: Groot?
(Knock 7.) Star-Lord: Guys...
- Enter Rocket's room
(After using the workbench.)
Rocket:
(Enter 1.) Get outta my room, Quill.
(Enter 2.) What are you doing in here? Leave!
(Enter 3.) Milano ain't gonna drive itself to Knowhere.
(Enter 4.) Move your butt, Quill.
(Enter 5.) Flark off.
(Enter 6.) Out.
(Enter 7.) Leave us alone.
- Cold Case File
Star-Lord: Gonna have to ask Groot about this when he's free.
- Llama pen
Star-Lord: Well that didn't last long!
- Enter cockpit
Star-Lord: So, those coordinates?
Gamora: They're in your console.
Star-Lord: Got it.
- Scowl
Drax: Assassin!
Gamora: Calm down, just going to the bathroom.
Drax: I am not agitated.
Gamora: You just looked at me like you wanted to stab me.
Drax: My apologies. I have been told I have an angry thinking face.
Gamora: Did Rocket say that?
Drax: No, it was Hovat, my late wife.
Gamora: Oh. Sorry.
Drax: She used to compliment my contemplative scowls. She found them very arousing.
Gamora: Alright, I'm outta here.
- Talk to Gamora
Star-Lord: (Interact with bathroom door.) Gamora?
- Caught others
- Gamora only
Gamora: (While checking out her fingernails.) Toothbrush? I thought it was a nail brush.
Star-Lord: It's a toothbrush! For cleaning teeth!
Gamora: You put my nail brush in your mouth?!
Star-Lord: Gamora! (Door closes.)
- Toothbrush
Star-Lord: Nail brush... What's a nail brush?!
- Kammy
Gamora: Maybe this llama-thing is not so bad after all. Sure doesn't seem like it has Zefron's disease.
Drax: We should find a name for the beast.
Gamora: Why? It's not like we have more than one.
Drax: Her tenacious nature and pleasant disposition remind me of my daughter Kamaria.
Gamora: You want to name this creature after your dead daughter?
Drax: I am considering it.
(If Peter is next to the llama.)
Star-Lord: It's a little creepy, but "Kammy" is better than calling her "the llama" forever.
Drax: It is decided, then!
- Shoo Kammy
(In array room.)
Star-Lord: Stop that! No chewing!
- Knowhere
Star-Lord: (Sits on chair.) Knowhere, here we come!
(The Milano warps to and arrives at Knowhere.)
Star-Lord: Ah, Knowhere... The last spaceport on the edge of the known universe and home to the best black market deals you can find.
Gamora: And surprisingly good noodles...
Star-Lord: Ever wonder what kind of person found it and was like, "Oh, look. The severed head of a giant Celestial being! Let's drill holes in it and live inside."
Gamora: They wanted the brain tissue. Very rare. Very valuable. The marketplace came after. Along with the noodles.
Drax: You are certain this Cosmo is trustworthy, Peter Quill?
Star-Lord: Of course. He's Chief of Security!
Gamora: [scoffs] In Knowhere.
Star-Lord: And as such, probably deals with Nova Corps all the time. Trust me. He's gonna want to know about The Rock.
(The Milano docks. The airlock door opens in the background.)
Gamora: What're they doing back there?
Drax: Shenanigans, likely.
Rocket: (Off-screen.) See you never, flarkbags!
Exit the Milano[]
Star-Lord: Are Rocket and Groot... Did they really leave?
Drax: Yes.
Gamora: Looks like it.
Star-Lord: [sigh] Do we know where they went?
- Talked to Rocket
- Used workbench
- Ignored Rocket
Gamora: You're the last one who talked to them.
Star-Lord: Yeah... Rocket seemed pissed off.
Drax: I do not, and I suspect the small one would not have shared this information. He seemed angrier than usual when you asked for his crafting expertise.
Star-Lord: Yeah, he was pissed off alright.
Gamora: Well, did you end up talking to Rocket after he stormed out of the rec room?
Star-Lord: Don't think he was in a talking mood.
- Business cards
(Business cards lay scattered on Peter's bed.)
Star-Lord: Rocket... really? We worked so hard to get those made.
- Rocket's room
Star-Lord: Looks like Rocket forgot his stuff. Hopefully that means he'll be back for it.
- Cold Case File
Star-Lord: I'll have to ask Groot about this when he comes back.
(Idle banter.)
- Running away
Drax: Do you believe the abomination has left for good?
Gamora: Oh, he'll be back. I tried to run away too when I was his age.
Drax: But you were not an adult.
Gamora: Thanos treated me like I was.
- Packing
Gamora: Wonder if Rocket and Groot will be back to pick up the stuff they left behind.
Drax: We may have to pack some boxes for them.
Gamora: Or throw everything out the airlock.
- Team name 1
Gamora: Hypothetically, if Rocket and Groot don't come back, I wonder if we should rename the team.
Drax: Why? We already have a name.
Gamora: It's a branding question. People associate the Guardians of the Galaxy with a loudmouth furball itching to blow everything up.
Drax: Fair point. Then I suggest Savers of the Galaxy.
Gamora: Not... sure.
- Team name 2
Drax: How about Spaceguard as our new team moniker?
Gamora: That would be a brand of incontinence underwear.
Drax: [laughing] Morgath's breath! You are correct.
Gamora: I used them once for a particularly long infiltration mission.
Drax: You soiled yourself. For a mission. That is vile.
- Team name 3
Drax: [grunt]
Gamora: What? Did you think of another team name?
Drax: Perhaps it should be more descriptive, like Interplanetary Unusual Attacking Team.
Gamora: Makes for a lovely acronym.
Drax: Not in Katathian.
- Team name 4
Drax: Do you have a team name suggestion, or are you content to turn mine down repeatedly?
Gamora: I was thinking something catchy, like Stardust Crusaders.
Drax: I like that one.
Gamora: Me too.
- Liberal libations
Gamora: So, Drax. Where do you want to "partake in liberal libations?"
Drax: I am unsure. Perhaps Mantlo's tavern?
Gamora: Really? Why not Ala's bar instead?
Drax: Because their ale is weaker than Mantlo's.
- Cosmo
Drax: I remember a certain Cosmo working at Ala's bar. Did we not fulfill a bounty for her, some time ago?
Gamora: Her name was Cosmopolita.
Drax: So she is not the chief of security we are about to meet.
Gamora: No, but Peter did mix them up, since he stops reading contracts halfway through.
Drax: An honest mistake. Do they look alike?
Gamora: Let's see. She's a biped, so no.
- Chaos
Gamora: I can't believe you've never met Knowhere's chief of security.
Drax: I have never caused enough chaos to warrant his intervention.
Gamora: Last time you got drunk, you climbed on the bar and yelled out an entire Katathian anthem.
Drax: Katathian anthems are the antithesis of chaos.
- Knowhere
Gamora: Can't we get going already?
Drax: I am sensing irritation from you.
Gamora: You think? I can't wait to get down there. We haven't been in Knowhere since... since...
Drax: Seven cycles ago.
Gamora: Wow! Are you sure about that?
Drax: Yes.
- Talk to Gamora 1
Star-Lord: At least you're still here.
Gamora: I wouldn't want to miss your meeting with Cosmo.
- Talk to Gamora 2
Star-Lord: You wouldn't know Rocket's tracker-removing guy by any chance?
Gamora: Nope. Sorry.
- Talk to Drax 1
Star-Lord: Guess you were right. Turns out we couldn't trust those guys.
Drax: I still have faith that the tree will bring the rodent to reason.
- Talk to Drax 2
Drax: I hope Knowhere's chief of security will intervene to assist Nova Corps. The station we visited... it perturbs me still.
- Talk to Kammy
Star-Lord: Try to behave while we're gone, okay? Maybe when we get back, I'll ask Groot to give you a bath.
- Exit the Milano
Star-Lord: Fine. Whatever, we'll talk to Cosmo, and then we'll go out and have a good time.
Reach Cosmo's security tower[]
Gamora: You think Cosmo will actually believe us?
Star-Lord: Like I said, we go way back. Plus he's probably already heard about what's happening. All we do is confirm the rumor. Maybe he'll even give us a reward.
(Idle banter.)
- Attachment
Gamora: Didn't think I'd miss Knowhere this much.
Drax: The attachment we feel to certain places, and people, are sometimes unexplainable.
Gamora: That's... surprisingly profound, Drax.
- Downtime
Gamora: How do we keep ending up here for work? I need some downtime.
Drax: What is it that you are so eager to do?
Gamora: Drink? Gamble? Throw myself into the flarking Rift, I don't care. Just something fun.
Drax: I find vanquishing my foes to be the most enjoyable past time.
Gamora: That's good too. But it isn't everything.
- Rocket 1
Gamora: If I were Rocket, where would I be?
Drax: You are not: he is much shorter and covered in fur.
Gamora: I mean hypothetically.
Drax: Then you would have lived a completely different life and your location would be irrelevant.
Gamora: Thanks, Drax.
Drax: You are welcome.
- Rocket 2
Drax: I suspect the rodent and his tree companion will be drinking somewhere.
Gamora: Where'd he get the units to afford anything?
Drax: I do not expect him to pay his tab.
- Cosmo 1
Drax: Have you had dealings with this Cosmo, murderess?
Gamora: We've circled back to that name, have we?
Drax: It is a statement of fact. You are, by trade, an assassin.
Gamora: And you're a convicted serial killer. Your hands aren't exactly clean.
Drax: I washed them before leaving the ship.
- Cosmo 2
Drax: You did not answer my earlier question.
Gamora: What question?
Drax: Have you met Knowhere's chief of security?
Gamora: Not personally, no. But I've heard stories. Peter's right: I think he's our best bet.
- Thanos
Drax: I am curious. How did you reconcile the betrayal of your father?
Gamora: What?
Drax: You have said in the past that we must live with our actions. Your father was evil, but he was your father - and you betrayed him.
Gamora: He wasn't my father, he was my keeper. And he betrayed me first: I learned he planned to kill me and my sister.
Drax: It is as simple as that?
Gamora: No. Nothing ever is.
- Galactic War
Gamora: Spaceport seems busier than normal.
Drax: War always moves the poor to the frontiers.
Gamora: The Galactic War was over twelve revolutions ago. And we're still wading through the fallout.
Drax: Some wounds heal. While many scars remain.
- Talk to worker 1
Worker:
(Talk 1.) M-class scout? Isn't this a Ravager ship? → Star-Lord: Used to be. I... liberated her.
(Talk 2.) Haven't seen one of these ships since the Nova Corps raided the Ravager base. Thought they'd all been impounded. → Star-Lord: Guess I got lucky.
- Talk to traveler
Traveler:
(Talk 1.) [This ash never stops falling. And it gets everywhere. They didn't mention that in the travel brochure.] → Star-Lord: I kinda think it adds to the charm of the place.
(Talk 2.) [This morning I started coughing up ash. Think I've come down with cortex lung.] → Star-Lord: Scut. Make sure you cough into your elbow.
- Apology
Gamora: What about Rocket and Groot?
Star-Lord: What about them? THEY left! What am I supposed to do, chase them down and beg them to come back?
Drax: You could apologize.
Gamora: That's your advice?
Drax: The apology does not need to be sincere.
Gamora: Then what's the point?
Drax: It demonstrates a willingness for compromise.
Gamora: Without actually compromising?
- Refuse to apologize
- Think it over
- (...)
- Nova tracker
Gamora: If Rocket doesn't come back, we'll need a contingency plan for getting rid of the Nova tracker.
Drax: Why? We have not yet spent our ill-gotten gains.
Star-Lord: [hum] We could still pay the fine.
Gamora: But we'd have to go all the way to New Xandar to do it. What if we get there, and it's compromised too? There's gotta be someone shady enough in the market who can help.
Star-Lord: Maybe... But Cosmo deals with Nova Corps all the time. Maybe we can pay the fine through him.
- Talk to worker 2
(Talk 1.) Worker: Saw you come in. Haven't seen an M-Class in a while. Not since Yondu went down, anyway.
(Talk 2.) Star-Lord: You know Yondu? → Worker: Used to. Long time ago. Before he got sent to the Kyln. Heard one of his own crew turned him in. → Star-Lord: That life catches up to everyone eventually.
(Background conversations.)
- Last night
Traveler 1: [Gotta remember, what happens on Knowhere, stays on Knowhere.]
Traveler 2: I don't even want to remember last night. For me, it never happened.
Traveler 1: [Good. Less chance of you slipping up and blabbing.]
Traveler 2: Me? I'm a vault.
Traveler 1: [Sure, just that your "vault door" rusted off its hinges cycles ago.]
Traveler 2: Whatever. Here he comes. Finally.
Traveler 1: [I'm surprised he woke up. He was still dancing in The Black Hole when I left.]
Traveler 2: I had to fire a blaster beside him. Or he'd still be passed out.
- The Rift
Traveler 1: I can't wait to see the Rift.
Traveler 2: [Really?]
Traveler 1: It's this vast abyss that'll eventually consume us all.
Traveler 2: [You need a reminder of your mortality?]
Traveler 1: I think knowing that eventually all the universe will be extinguished is interesting. And I'd like to see the cause.
Traveler 2: [When you put it that way, then yeah, let's go see it.]
Traveler 1: I knew I could convince you. You won't regret this!
- Time off
Worker 1: You're gonna pull your back lifting like that.
Worker 2: Good. I need a vacation.
Worker 1: You think the Tivan Group will pay you to stay in your pod and recover?
Worker 2: I don't care so much about being paid. But being pod-bound for a few rotations seems fine.
Worker 1: Think about it. You ever seen any other workers come back after taking time off?
Worker 2: No?
Worker 1: And do you know why?
Worker 2: I never really thought about it.
Worker 1: You never thought about how sometimes the brain matter has little bits of bone and exoskeleton in it?
Worker 2: Figured one of the diggers hit the skull or something.
Worker 1: That's what you figured, huh?
Worker 2: Nah. I guess not.
- Shipment
Guard: I told you to move these containers. We've got another shipment coming in.
Worker: One of them is leaking. I can't just move it like this.
Guard: Not my problem. We're not going to hold up a whole shipment over one container.
Worker: Alright, alright. I'll figure something out.
Guard: This area better be clear by the time I get back.
Worker: I said I'll handle it.
- Vacation
Traveler 1: That was a great vacation. Until it was ruined.
Traveler 2: Look, I've already apologized. I can't do much more than that.
Traveler 1: I know. I'm not mad at you. It's this place. It gets under your suit after a while.
Traveler 2: Maybe a cycle was too long. A few rotations would have been enough.
Traveler 1: More than enough if you ask me.
- Souvenir
Traveler 1: [I can't believe I'm finally on Knowhere.]
Resident: Can't believe this is the first time for you. What took you?
Traveler 1: [I don't know, I just never took the time. But I decided it was now or never.]
Traveler 2: [This is my third time, but there's something new every time I visit.]
Traveler 1: [We have to see the Emporium. I've heard so much about it.]
Traveler 2: [Oh, the Emporium is a must. Just hold on to your units: they hard-sell the souvenirs and they're all overpriced.]
Resident: Hah, I found that the hard way.
Traveler 1: [Well, maybe just one. It'd be a shame not to bring anything back.]
- Chitauri
Worker: Look, it isn't my fault you didn't pay the takeoff fee.
Traveler: [Takeoff fee! Landing fee! Fuel fee! Luggage fee! All you do is gouge and gouge!]
Worker: I'm just following company policy.
Traveler: [Just like the Chitauri followed that child queen's orders to destroy the Galaxy?!]
Worker: What did you just say?
Traveler: [You heard me. I called you a Chitauri!]
Worker: Ragh! My father died fighting those bastards!
Traveler: [Then he must be disappointed to see you acting just like them!]
Worker: That's it. You wanna get out of here? It'll be double the units!
- Rocket and Groot
Guard 1: You see that rodent-thing walk by? Who do you think yakked in its yaro?
Guard 2: No idea. Looked pretty upset though.
Guard 1: Kept mumbling something about flarkbag humie partners.
Guard 2: And what about the walking tree? You ever see one of those before?
Guard 1: Maybe, once. Revolutions ago. The Emporium had something like that. Was a lot smaller though.
Guard 2: You know, I've lived here pretty much all my life and I've never been.
Guard 1: It's expensive. But the artifacts on display are usually pretty interesting. One of a kind.
Guard 2: I'll start saving my units.
- Deal
Smuggler 1: Okay, I just confirmed. We go to the bar and talk to some big guy who hangs out there.
Smuggler 2: [Are you kidding me? Do you know how many "big guys" are liable to be hanging out in that bar?]
Smuggler 1: Relax. He said we'll know him when we see him. If we don't, we'll ask the bartender.
Smuggler 2: [I don't like this. This isn't how the deal was supposed to go.]
Smuggler 1: Deals change. You're worrying about nothing. Just relax and follow my lead.
Smuggler 2: [Fine. But I still don't like it.]
- Units
Resident: You don't have to leave so soon. You lost units, so what?
Traveler: [Those games are rigged. I'm getting out of here before I do something I regret.]
Resident: Let's just forget about it. It's only units.
Traveler: [Easy for you to say. You didn't lose a week's wages.]
Resident: I told you not to make last bet.
Traveler: [You were happy enough while I was winning.]
Resident: [grunt] This is my fault?
Traveler: [Let's just drop it. I just don't want to be here. I'm not feeling this place.]
- Patience
Worker: [I told you, the shipment will just be a tick.]
Resident: [The deal was that it would be ready by the time I got here. So where is it?]
Worker: [It's here, okay?]
Resident: [Really?! Because I don't see it!]
Worker: [It's just running a bit behind - something about a leaking container blocking the loading bay. Trust me, it'll be here.]
Resident: [I've been trusting you. I'm starting to think that was a mistake.]
Worker: [These things happen. It's a busy spaceport. Just be patient.]
Resident: [When you tell me to wait, you're telling HIM to wait. Would you like to tell him to "just be patient"?]
Worker: [No, I... I'm sorry. I'll see what I can do.]
- Sketchy
Worker 1: I swear, this place gets sketchier by the shipment.
Worker 2: You're imagining things.
Worker 1: I've seen things. Deliveries without manifests. Crates with funny labels.
Worker 2: What kind of "funny?"
Worker 1: Heavy armored crates with produce labels.
Worker 2: So?
Worker 1: Do I have to spell it out for you?
Worker 2: Maybe they're Saraakan Spike eggs for the noodle house.
Worker 1: Don't be naive: someone is shipping weapons into Knowhere.
Worker 2: Who?
Worker 1: I don't know... yet.
Worker 2: Be careful, or you'll end up "missing" like Zyklor.
Worker 1: Don't even joke about that.
- Waiting
Resident 1: What's taking them? Their ship docked forty ticks ago.
Resident 2: Maybe they were detained.
Resident 1: Detained? What in Hala for?
Resident 3: Security has funny way of finding all sorts of stuff.
Resident 1: Don't be crazy. They're not doing anything illegal.
Resident 2: We don't know that.
Resident 3: What he said.
Resident 1: They're not like that. I'm sure there's a logical explanation.
Resident 2: I say flark them. We should go before we're hauled in as accomplices.
Resident 3: What he said.
Resident 1: I think you're both happy waiting here until they arrive.
Resident 2: I'm happy waiting here until they arrive.
Resident 3: What he said.
- Pod bike
Resident 1: [How much did you say you want?]
Resident 2: [Five thousand units. Trust me, you won't find a more dependable pod bike.]
Resident 1: [Are you kidding? It's gotta be ten revolutions old! And the gravity stabilizer is clearly shot.]
Resident 2: [Alright, alright. Four thousand. It may be old, but it's reliable.]
Resident 1: [I don't know... That's still a lot of units for a beat up pod bike.]
Resident 2: [It's a fair price. The pulse jet is all original and I just changed the lucoid cell.]
Resident 1: [Still... How about 2000?]
Resident 2: [I'm not going to lose money on it. If I can't get at least 3,500 it's not worth selling.]
Resident 1: [It does feel good. And I'll bet it reaches a decent speed.]
Resident 2: [It's so fast! Trust me. So, how 'bout it? 3,700?]
Resident 1: [Hmmm...]
- Knowhere
Traveler 1: Alright, let's get our luggage and check into the hotel, so that we can drop off our stuff before exploring.
Traveler 2: I can't wait! We're gonna tear this place up!
Traveler 1: Easy, we've got three days. We should pace ourselves.
Traveler 2: Don't even care if we sleep. I just want to see everything.
Traveler 1: We will. But remember, not everywhere on Knowhere is safe.
Traveler 2: Right, I know. Of course.
Traveler 1: There are plenty of stories about people who come here and are never seen again.
Traveler 2: Alright, you're stressing me out. This is supposed to be a vacation.
Traveler 1: Sorry, it is. And we're going to have the time of our lives!
- Caught
Guard: The system flagged you.
Smuggler: Flagged me for what?
Guard: Looks like you were caught trying to enter the under city.
Smuggler: I took a wrong turn. I didn't mean it.
Guard: You took a wrong turn through four levels of security doors? And you never thought to turn back?
Smuggler: I thought it was a theme park. I was looking for the rides. Heard they were, uh, real thrilling.
Guard: I'm going to need to see your identification again. And there is the matter of the infraction fee.
Smuggler: Are you flarking kidding me?
Guard: You can cooperate here, or we can have this conversation down at headquarters.
Smuggler: This is the very last time I come here!
Guard: And I'm sure we'll all be poorer for it. Now, your identification please?
- Tower
Drax: How do we find this Cosmo?
Star-Lord: We head to his tower on the far side of the market. That's where he keeps an eye on things.
- Talk to guard
(Talk 1.) Star-Lord: Hey there, I need to talk to Cosmo. He in his tower? → Guard: Should be. You know the way? Head straight through the Market. You can't miss it.
(Talk 2.) Guard: Something else I can help you with? → Star-Lord: Uh, no. I think we're good. → Guard: Enjoy your time on Knowhere. Move along please.
- Backtrack
(Backtrack 1.) Drax: We should find this Cosmo. → Star-Lord: Be right there.
(Backtrack 2.) Gamora: Now what is he doing? → Drax: Avoiding responsibility.
(Backtrack 3.) Drax: Security seems to be staring at me. → Gamora: We should get out of the Spaceport.
(Backtrack 4.) Drax: Peter Quill, we should be alerting Cosmo about the Rock.
- Return 1
Gamora: Where did you run off to?
Star-Lord: You know, just... looking around.
Drax: Looking for information about this Cosmo, I presume?
Star-Lord: Ah, yeah. Sure.
Gamora: Looking for trouble, more like it.
- Return 2
Drax: Did you get lost again, Peter Quill?
Star-Lord: What do you mean, again?
Gamora: He's perpetually lost.
- Reminiscing
Star-Lord: Be good to see Cosmo again. I guess I kinda missed the old boy.
Gamora: How exactly do you know him?
Drax: Was he also a prisoner of the Chitauri?
Star-Lord: Nope, we met right here. Back when I was in the Ravagers.
Drax: Dishonorable killers and thieves.
Gamora: The Ravagers actually did some good during the war.
Drax: Even the mangiest of mutts will behave, when it befits them.
Gamora: Well, you're one to talk. How many people did you kill on your crusade against Thanos?
Drax: I allowed my rage to control me. I have since been rehabilitated.
- Look back
- Look ahead
- (...)
Star-Lord: Anyway... Cosmo sniffed out a scheme me and Yondu had cooking. He threatened to throw the both of us in jail.
Gamora: I've heard he keeps things on a pretty tight leash.
Star-Lord: He does. But it turns out we're both from Earth, so he gave me a second chance.
Star-Lord: Whatever bad stuff we all did is behind us. We're the good guys now.
Gamora: Right. Heroes for hire. Except no one will hire us.
Star-Lord: Maybe Cosmo will have a fetch quest for us or something. We might even come out ahead on this.
- Enter market
Star-Lord: Keep an eye on your things. These kooks are a bit hands-on, if you know what I mean.
Drax: Did they have fortune tellers on Earth, Peter Quill?
Star-Lord: There were people who claimed to be able to see the future, sure.
Gamora: I've encountered them on several planets. Strange that's one of the things most galactic cultures share.
Star-Lord: That and walking on two legs. I always imagined aliens would be more... alien.
- Fortune-teller
Fortune-teller: [Welcome! Welcome! I have foreseen your arrival! And I have a tremendously important message, just for you!]
- Talk to fortune-teller 1
Fortune-teller:
(Talk 1.) [The promise of family is one that binds the wrists most tightly. But those binds can also bite!]
(Talk 2.) [Your cavalier attitude does little to mask your deep-running insecurity.]
(Idle banter.)
- Deception
Gamora: Places like this were everywhere during the war. Some desperate for answers, others just doing what they could to make a few units.
Drax: They are monetizing deception.
Gamora: You do what you have to when your family needs food.
- Roller coaster
Drax: They say to know the future is to know madness.
Star-Lord: I had my fortune told at the fair once. She said my future would be a roller coaster ride.
Gamora: Looks like she was right.
Star-Lord: Guess so, but at the time I just went and rode the roller coaster.
- Seers' Square
Drax: These charlatans are incessant. I cannot hear my own thoughts.
Gamora: I think they're counting on that.
Drax: Why does this "Cosmo" permit them to peddle their lies?
Gamora: Seers' Square is kind of a tradition. It's been around ever since they moved the mining operation up here.
- Talk to fortune-teller 2
Fortune-teller:
(Talk 1.) [Oh, no, I am so glad you have arrived. We have been waiting. You need our help.] → Star-Lord: [laugh] You must be mistaken. I'm doing great.
(Talk 2.) [The being who lies to themselves loses three times.] → Star-Lord: Uh, okay.
- Talk to fortune-teller 3
Fortune-teller:
(Talk 1.) Cards know all! Give units and hear past or future. → Star-Lord: I've got enough to worry about with the present.
(Talk 2.) Cards never lie. Only speak true. No price too high for that. → Star-Lord: I'm kinda right in the middle of this whole avoiding the truth thing right now.
- Thanos
Drax: The soothsayers on Katath were unable to predict its demise.
Gamora: No one could predict what Thanos could do.
Drax: The Mad Titan will pay for everything that he has destroyed.
Gamora: He's gone, Drax. His death helped end the war.
Drax: You are his adopted daughter. And you believe that?
Gamora: I didn't. Not for a long time. But if Thanos was still alive, he'd have come after me by now.
- Talk to merchant 1
Merchant: [We don't serve primates here. Come back after you've evolved.]
- Talk to merchant 2
Merchant:
(Talk 1.) Ah! I recognize you! A friend of Yondu, is that correct? Store-Board wasn't it? Has my elixir cleared up that little problem of yours? → Star-Lord: Uh, ha ha, what? I've never needed any elixir.
(Talk 2.) Hello good sir, whom I have never met before. Is there anything in particular you are looking for? → Star-Lord: Uh, no! Just browsing.
(Background conversations.)
- Nova Corps
Guard 1: Any word on your Nova Corps application?
Guard 2: Nothing yet.
Guard 1: You know how they are. Every decision has to go through 15 levels of bureaucracy.
Guard 2: You'd think they'd loosen up a little. Their numbers are still way down.
Guard 1: Not sure why you even want to leave. This is a pretty good gig.
Guard 2: Oh yeah? All we do is make sure the tourists don't witness any of the things going on behind the curtain.
Guard 1: Still better than spending eight cycles out on the edge of the galaxy, guarding some graveyard.
Guard 2: I don't think I'd mind that. At least it's honest.
Guard 1: Is that what this is all about? Honesty?
Guard 2: Maybe it's more like integrity.
Guard 1: Integrity? Throw that in the Rift! You're just bored. You'll get over it.
- Amulet 1
Hawker: [The price is final. I'm through haggling.]
Resident: What you're asking is ridiculous! I could find it for half that anywhere else.
Hawker: [I highly doubt that. This amulet is a one-of-a-kind item. Very rare. Very powerful. Very protective. The price reflects that.]
Resident: It's probably just well-polished junk. How do I know it really has any power?
Hawker: [You have to believe. There is nothing that can protect you if you don't have faith in it.]
- Amulet 2
Resident: Okay fine. Let me see that amulet again.
Hawker: [I'm sorry, but I cannot let you do that.]
Resident: How am I supposed to buy an amulet I can't see? It's a wonder you're still in business. I'll have you know I am especially influential, and I will make sure none of my associates ever buy from you.
Hawker: [Very well. If your associates are anything like you, I'd be glad to be rid of them. Your kind is always trying to get something for nothing. Acting as if the whole galaxy owes you something.]
Resident: My kind? This is nothing but bigotry! I will be reporting you to the Knowhere Business Bureau!
Hawker: [I will not be threatened.]
- Potion
Merchant: Oh, I can assure you, it is worth the units.
Resident: It just seems so... wrong. Are you sure this potion will make her love me?
Merchant: One drop for adoration, two to have her smitten. Three for love everlasting. Guaranteed.
Resident: Okay, I take it. But is there way you can lower price?
Merchant: I can see you are quite taken. If I can help the two of you live happily together, that is worth something, yes. I may be able to come down a little. But keep this between us, would you? I have a reputation to uphold.
Resident: Of course.
Merchant: Now, maybe you'd like something else as well? I also have this lovely ring. It's a little more expensive, but with the discount, you'd actually end up saving units.
Resident: Let me think about it.
Merchant: By all means.
- Mantis
Mantis: Hey! Gamora! Hey! Gamora! [breathes heavily] (Runs up to hug Gamora.)
Gamora: Mantis?! What're you--
Mantis: Do you still have those suicidal urges?
Gamora: (Pushes her away.) What? No.
Mantis: And you thought joining a team would be bad for you... (Turns to Peter.) Hi! Sun-Lord, right? Or is it Rock-Star?
Star-Lord: It's Star-Lord.
Mantis: That's right! I forget which version of you I've met. Did you do the thing yet?
Drax: (...) What is the "thing" she is referring to?
Star-Lord: No idea...
Mantis: (To Drax.) Hi. I don't know if we've met yet. I'm-- (Eyes start glowing.) Oh no... No, no, no! That's not--! Oh, you poor-- No! He's lying!! I mean-- Oh, flark... (Whispers into his ear.) Where the Cotati take root, the broken promise of home will be mended. Remember...
Gamora: Mantis? You okay?
Mantis: Oh hey, Gamora! You look less depressed!
Gamora: Thanks...
Star-Lord: (To Drax.) Don't worry. It's always weird the first time.
Priest: Celestial Madonna!
Mantis: (To herself.) [groan] Flark. (To priests.) Hi, guys!
Priest: You should not be... in this place...
Mantis: Actually, I'm exactly where I need to be... I think. No. Yes. This is where I need to be. Or needed to be? Am needed. Yes. Wait. Why are you here?
Priest: You cannot keep leaving the sanctuary. It's not safe. There are... rumblings in the galaxy.
Mantis: When aren't there "rumblings in the galaxy?" (Priest stares at her.) Okay. If you're gonna keep making that face... (Turns to Gamora and hugs her.) It was nice seeing you again, Gamora. (Turns to Peter and Drax.) Star-guy. Green meanie. Kay, bye!
- Mantis discussion
Star-Lord: So... Gamora, you and Mantis seem close.
Gamora: We've met.
Star-Lord: Okay...
Drax: You are being evasive, woman.
Gamora: Wait. Woman? That's the nicest thing you've ever called me.
Drax: I told Peter Quill I would try. But that is not the point.
- Tease Gamora
- Give her time
- (...)
Star-Lord: Anyone ever tell you you're an open book?
Gamora: Hardcover or paperback?
Star-Lord: I just meant, Mantis mentioned a few things--
Gamora: Mantis says a lot of things. They don't always make sense. Until they do...
Drax: That insect woman was odd. I understand your reluctance to discuss her.
Star-Lord: Mantis is strange, but she means well. I think, she does, anyway.
Star-Lord: I'm not gonna ask, but if you wanted to talk about it...
Gamora: [sighs] We met after I escaped from a failed job. I was in bad shape... I'd probably be dead if Mantis hadn't found me.
Star-Lord: She saved your life?
Gamora: Yup. End of story.
Drax: That is not the end of the story.
Star-Lord: I know, big guy. Let's just not push it right now.
Drax: The insect woman has embarrassed you. Not wanting to discuss it is your right.
Gamora: I-- I appreciate you saying that, Drax.
(Idle banter.)
- Mantis 1
Drax: You seemed to know the insect woman, Peter Quill. Even if she could not remember your name.
Star-Lord: Last time I saw her, we were sharing a prison cell. Except, she said she was there on purpose.
Gamora: Sounds like Mantis.
Star-Lord: She's got some serious moves. Regular ninja.
Drax: She did not strike me as very serious.
- Mantis 2
Star-Lord: Hey, you think Mantis has a stall in Seers' Square?
Gamora: Mantis always struck me as more "big picture".
Star-Lord: Psychics' convention?
Gamora: Maybe she's just here for the noodles.
- Priests
Drax: Who were those men with the insect woman?
Gamora: Priests of Pama.
Drax: Ah. I have heard of their cowardice.
Gamora: More pacifists than cowards. But I can see how you'd make that mistake.
- Drax 1
Star-Lord: You okay, Drax?
Drax: [grumble]
Star-Lord: Is that a "yes, I'm okay" grumble?
Drax: I do not wish to discuss it.
- Drax 2
Gamora: What did Mantis say to you?
Drax: Nothing of consequence.
Gamora: Your face tells a different story.
Drax: [grumble]
- Drax 3
Gamora: Don't over-think it, Drax. Mantis gets in everyone's head. Let's get you a drink.
Drax: I am not thirsty.
Gamora: Neither am I.
Drax: Then focus on our mission and not our mutual lack of thirst.
- Talk to guard
Guard: Don't you start eyeballing me.
- Talk to worker
Worker:
(Talk 1.) It's a wonder this head hasn't collapsed in on itself yet. [snort]
(Talk 2.) Sometimes I think the sleaze is the only thing holding Knowhere together. → Star-Lord: Eh. Better sleaze than custom nano-resin. I still got some of that stuck in my... boots.
(Background conversations.)
- Future
Resident 1: [What's wrong?]
Resident 2: I just had a reading...
Resident 1: [And?]
Resident 2: They said I was due for a major life change.
Resident 1: [That sounds like it should be a good thing, doesn't it?]
Resident 2: The way the fortune teller said it, made it seem pretty ominous. Something about an orange light.
Resident 1: [Maybe you're set to travel to another star system?]
Resident 2: I suppose that's possible.
Resident 1: [Are you sure you're all right?]
Resident 2: Yes. I'll be fine. Just got spooked a little.
- Spiritual world
Resident 1: So what's your star sign?
Resident 2: I'm a triple spin Sagittarius.
Resident 1: Triple Spin?
Resident 2: I mean, I was born under an uncommon ascendant of Jupiter and Seknarf. Because of that, I'm especially sensitive to the spiritual world.
Resident 1: What do you mean by sensitive?
Resident 2: This might sound silly, but I can sometimes talk to ghosts.
Resident 1: Really? What do they say?
Resident 2: It's usually just small talk. They tell me what the weather is like where they are. Or what their neighbor's niece is doing.
- Rocket and Groot
Resident 1: What was his problem?
Resident 2: [No idea. Looked like he was flarking upset. I think you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.]
Resident 1: Getting screamed at by some little furry thing was the last thing I needed today.
Resident 2: [At least his friend apologized.]
Resident 1: Is that what happened? I couldn't understand a word it said.
Resident 2: [Me neither, but the tone was friendly.]
- Bar window
Star-Lord: Huh. (Knocks on window.) Hey! Dude! (Peter waves at them. Groot waves back, but is reprimanded by Rocket.) Hi, Groot. Rocket, you can't-- (They both turn away.) --just ignore me! We gotta talk about this!
- Enter Mantlo's
Rocket: So, you want us to bring them back here?
Smuggler: [Not necessary. Transport will be waiting once you have captured the target.]
Rocket: That'll work! We'll be in touch. (Notices Peter.) [groan] Let's go, Groot.
Star-Lord: What's the big idea, man?
Rocket: Think you've got me confused with somebody else, pal.
Star-Lord: Come on, Rocket! Let's talk about this.
(If Peter noticed the business cards scattered on his bed.)
Star-Lord: That present was totally not cool.
Rocket: [scoffs] Can you believe this guy?
Groot: I am Groot.
Star-Lord: You can't just quit. We need you.
Rocket: Oh, well, I don't need you. Find some other sucker to keep your ship together.
Star-Lord: You're more than just-- (A gun is pressed into the back of his head.)
- Lipless
"Lipless": [growl] I'd know that blond mop anywhere. Peter Quill!
Rocket: [laugh] Uh, actually... maybe we can stick around for a bit.
"Lipless": Last time I sees you, you was running away from Mah Lillia with your britches half undone.
Gamora: (To Drax.) Get ready for a fight.
Drax: I am always ready. (Drinks from bottle.)
Gamora: (Unsheathes sword.)
"Lipless": What the--?! I don't know what's going on here, but I thought we was friends, Peter? [growl] Or did you forget about me?
- Defer to Gamora
- Tell the truth
- Pretend you remember
- Freeze and say nothing
Star-Lord: What? No, man. Of course-- Of course we remember you. Right, Gamora?
Gamora: Uh, yeah... You and Peter... fought in the... war together?
"Lipless": What? I never fought in no wars. And who the hell is Gamora?
Rocket: Uh, the most dangerous woman in the galaxy? You never heard of her? You need an agent.
"Lipless": You don't remember, Peter? You and me.
Star-Lord: No, no... No, I... I don't remember meeting you, man. Sorry.
"Lipless": What! How the hell could you forget?
Star-Lord: Look, look, there was a couple of years there where things got a little bit blurry, OK? You know, picking up missions, strange women, alien alcohol...
Rocket: So, just like now?
"Lipless": I can't believe this. You and me?
Star-Lord: What? No, no, man. Who could forget a face like that?
"Lipless": [laugh] Exactly! [laugh]
Star-Lord: [laugh]... this is... great. (To Gamora.) This is bad. This is really bad!
"Lipless": Remember, Peter? You and me.
Star-Lord: (...)
Rocket: [slurping drink] What?
"Lipless": What the hell's going on here? You don't remember, Peter? You and me.
"Lipless": Storm riders! Together 'til the end.
Gamora: What is he talking about?
Star-Lord: Ooooh! Ooh! It's a song... right?
Gamora: It is?
"Lipless": Of course it's a song. The one what was playing when Peter and me made our unbreakable blood-oath.
Star-Lord: We did?
Drax: Unbreakable blood-oath? That is a serious commitment, Peter Quill.
"Lipless": (Points gun at Peter.)
Star-Lord: No! No. Wait, wait, wait! Of course I remember. You, me, the-- The music...
"Lipless": Tells you what, Peter. How 'bout you and me? Storm ride. Together, one more time. Dun, dun, dun... dun, dun, dun...
Rocket: Here we go.
Star-Lord: You want me to sing the song?
"Lipless": [starts singing the melody] Together 'til the end, gotta finish the fight! 'Cos this storm's gonna rage 'til the end of the night! Come on, Peter! Together!
- Like a hurricane
- Sweetest lover
- N/A
"Lipless": Roarin' like a hurricane. Ride The Storm, Storm Riders!
Star-Lord: --ricane... Ride... Storm, Storm Riders! Storm Riders!
"Lipless": Very nice, Peter. Yeah!
Rocket: Bartender, gimme a cocktail stick. I need to poke my ears out.
Star-Lord: C'mon man...
Rocket: What?
"Lipless": Let's sing the next line. More!
"Lipless": Roarin' like a hurricane! Ride the Storm...huh?
Star-Lord: --cane... my sweetest lover... Yeah... Oh boy.
Rocket: I always knew I was gonna die in a bar.
"Lipless": Are you messing with me, Peter? That's not the chorus. Keep going. And get it right this time. Let's go!
Star-Lord: [mumble]
"Lipless": Roarin' like a hurricane... Ride The Storm, Storm...?
Gamora: Peter, if this is you genuinely trying to sing right now, we are in serious trouble.
"Lipless": What's going on, Peter. I thought you loved this song. Keep going. And get it right this time. Let's go!
"Lipless": Together 'til the end, now we look to the sky! Lightning strikes twice, now it's our time to fly! Sing with me, Peter!
- Cherry lips
- Through the rain
- N/A
Star-Lord: [mumble] --rain-- kiss my cherry lips... Oh boy.
"Lipless": Divin' through the pourin' rain... Ride the Storm... What? Kiss my what? Are you making fun of me?
Drax: This is ridiculous. I see no lips on this creature.
"Lipless": Stop talking about my lips!
"Lipless": Divin' through the pourin' rain! Ride The Storm,
Star-Lord: ...through the -- pourin' rain... Ride the...
"Lipless": Storm Riders! Storm Riders! Yeah!
Star-Lord: Storm Riders! Storm Riders! Yeah! [laugh]
"Lipless": Yeah!
Star-Lord: [mumbles]
"Lipless": Divin' through the pourin' rain... Ride the Storm, Storm Riders...?
- Sang successfully
- Failed to sing
"Lipless": C'mere! (Offers hug.)
Star-Lord: [surprised] Oh! Eh... (Awkwardly accepts.)
(«You salvaged the friendship you don't remember with "Lipless."» appears.)
Rocket: For flark's sake. Let's go, Groot. (They both leave.)
"Lipless": (While jumping up and down.) Good times! Good times! Good times! So, you running the Ravagers, now? I hear Yondu's doing time in the Kyln.
Star-Lord: Me? Me, no. I got a new crew now. You? Still doing that, uh, thing you do?
"Lipless": No, sirree! Nova Corps nabbed my partner on Mah Lillia. But that's okay. I got a new business partner now. Into... animal husbandry, ya cansay. 'Cept, ain't no animals gonna have no husbands after she's through with them! [laugh] Which reminds me, I best be going.
Star-Lord: Oh, really? That's too bad.
"Lipless": Well listen Peter, I want to apologize for almost shooting you.
Star-Lord: Oh! You weren't actually going to shoot me..?
"Lipless": Oh, I woulda. Right in the head.
Star-Lord: Oh...
"Lipless": But that's not the way to treat a Storm Rider, is it? So I got you this, instead. (Hands Peter a Collector's Emporium ticket.)
Star-Lord: Uhm... What is it?
"Lipless": It's a ticket for the Collector's Emporium. Yeah, I bought it, thinking I'd have time to go and check out the oddities.
Star-Lord: Wow, thanks, man. That's-- awesome.
"Lipless": Ma pleasure. And remember - Ride the Storm, Storm Riders! Storm Riders! (Leaves.)
Star-Lord: [laugh] Okay... bye.
Gamora: Nice one, Peter.
Star-Lord: Could've been worse. (Looks around.) Where's Rocket?
Drax: The rodent left the bar once he realized you would not be killed.
Star-Lord: [groans] Great.
"Lipless": You did forget! This is an insult, Peter. We swore a blood-oath!
(«"Lipless" is deeply insulted that you don't remember your time together. You made a new enemy.» appears.)
Star-Lord: Listen, listen... I get hit in the head, a lot. Makes me forget things.
Drax: That is true.
Gamora: Why do you think his name's on his jacket?
"Lipless": You swore a blood-oath! How could you forget our night on Mah Lillia?
Star-Lord: OK, so I forgot. But in my defense, I didn't even know she was a planet!
"Lipless": (Points gun at Peter again, but decides not to shoot him.) I ain't gonna kill you, Peter Quill. Cosmo's been cracking down on public violence, and I don't want to end up in his jail.
Star-Lord: Good, that's... good.
Rocket: Oh, for flark's sake. Let's go, Groot. (They both leave.)
"Lipless": But if I see your treacherous face again, you're dead. (Leaves.)
Star-Lord: Yeah, got it.
Gamora: Maybe we should get out of here.
Star-Lord: Let's just give it a second, in case he's waiting outside for us.
Drax: For you. He does not wish to kill us.
Star-Lord: Right.
(Idle banter.)
- Friends
Gamora: Wow, you've got some friends, Peter.
- Sang successfully
- Failed to sing
Star-Lord: You said it.
Gamora: But at least you have them.
Star-Lord: Aw. Did we just have a moment?
Gamora: Tell the others and I slit your throat.
Star-Lord: And there she is.
Star-Lord: I doubt we're "friends" now.
Gamora: Well, we've got no shortage of enemies, at least.
Star-Lord: Yeah, we're really moving up in the world.
- Mantlo's
Gamora: This place brings back memories.
Star-Lord: You mean "hangovers."
Gamora: Yup. Last time we were here, that Sakaaran was no pushover. I can still taste those fermented Spike eggs he made me try.
Star-Lord: Remind me to never challenge you to a drinking contest.
- Rocket
Gamora: Am I crazy or were Rocket and Groot picking up a job?
Star-Lord: Looked that way, yeah.
Gamora: You don't really think he's serious about quitting, do you?
Star-Lord: He'll cool off. I think.
- Talk to bartender 1
(If Peter sang successfully.)
Bartender: Here. On the house. (Pours him a drink.)
Star-Lord: Really? Thanks.
Bartender: Least I can do. If you hadn't talked him down, I'd have to close up and get the biohazard team in to clean your brains off everything.
Star-Lord: Right. Thanks, I guess?
Bartender: Don't mention it.
(After Gamora and Drax leave.)
Star-Lord: Hey.
Bartender: If you're looking for the people you were in here with earlier, I haven't seen them.
Star-Lord: Who, them? We all had, uhm, errands to run. We'll meet up a little later.
Bartender: Whatever you say, pal. Can I get you anything?
Star-Lord: Feels like I got something stuck in my throat.
Bartender: You want something to wash it down?
- Refuse drink
- Purchase drink
Star-Lord: No thanks. Was hoping for a friendly ear, though.
Bartender: Never was one for small talk. Especially if you ain't a paying customer.
Star-Lord: Ah. Now that you mention it, I am a little parched. What's good here?
Bartender: Whatever you get.
Star-Lord: Then that's what I'll have. So what's new? What's the latest gossip?
Bartender: Did you hear about Seknarf-9? Someone busted into the Monster Queen's fortress, and robbed her blind.
Star-Lord: [cough] Oh, you don't say?
Bartender: Heard she put up a pretty substantial bounty for their capture too.
Star-Lord: I should get going.
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: Uh, I must have left my wallet on the ship.
Bartender: Then I guess I'll leave my bottles on the shelf.
- Talk to bartender 2
Star-Lord: Hey there, Mantlo.
Bartender: Get you another?
- Refuse drink
- Purchase drink
Star-Lord: Nah. I'm good.
Bartender: If you say so.
Star-Lord: Yeah. Pour it.
Bartender: Here you go.
Star-Lord: Thanks.
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: I'm still a little short.
Bartender: Then you're still gonna be thirsty.
- Talk to resident 1
Resident:
(Talk 1.) Lots more ghosts hanging around. Something is making them come back. → Star-Lord: I've seen some crazy things, but ghosts? I doubt it.
(Talk 2.) You'll see. We'll all see. Place will be filled with ghosts soon enough. → Star-Lord: Maybe you've had enough to drink already.
- Talk to smuggler
Smuggler:
- Sang successfully
- Failed to sing
- Skipped "Lipless"
(Talk 1.) Storm RIIIIDEEEERS! → Star-Lord: Storm RIIIIDEEEERS!
(Talk 2.) That was great. Where can I get album? → Star-Lord: We're, uh, still working on a record deal.
(Talk 1.) I know your secret, Terran. You bluff your way through the song. → Star-Lord: Bluffing? No way... It just took me a bit to remember the words.
(Talk 2.) Terran best watch back. Next time we cross, you may not be so lucky. → Star-Lord: Hard to be worse than that.
(Talk 1.) Hey! Wait, you. I paid you for job you no do. → Star-Lord: You must be mistaken. I've never seen you before.
(Talk 2.) You are looking just like a man I had business with. → Star-Lord: Must be super handsome.
- Talk to resident 2
Resident:
(Talk 1.) [You aren't who I was waiting for.]
(Talk 2.) [Mind your business, Terran.]
- Talk to traveler 1
Traveler:
(Talk 1.) [Lots of lies at the bottom of an empty glass, but sometimes you find something like the truth.] → Star-Lord: Bit too cynical for me.
(Talk 2.) [If you have to ask for advice about whether or not to do something, you already know you shouldn't.] → Star-Lord: I guess that makes sense. In an uncomfortable truth kind of way.
- Talk to traveler 2
Traveler:
(Talk 1.) You wanna know a secret? I'm just an illusion. A specter. I'm not really here. → Star-Lord: I couldn't tell. You look real enough to me.
(Talk 2.) You wanna know another secret? Something big is happening. Something great! Do you want to hear about it? → Star-Lord: If you're trying to con me into buying you a round, it's not gonna work.
(Background conversations.)
- Lowlifes
Smuggler 1: [Oh man. How long have we been in here?]
Smuggler 2: [No idea. Feels like days.]
Smuggler 1: [When's the shipment coming through?]
Smuggler 2: [Any cycle now. Just gotta hope they didn't get stopped by Nova Corps.]
Smuggler 1: [If they did, we'd already be arrested. Those two would give up their brood mother if it meant staying out of the Kyln.]
Smuggler 2: [We need to work with a higher class of lowlife...]
- Stains
(If Peter met "Lipless".)
Merchant 1: I thought I was gonna have to spend the rest of the cycle cleaning Terran off of me.
Merchant 2: [Good luck. Terran stains almost immediately.]
Merchant 1: Really? I heard sands of Saturn got the stains out pretty good.
Merchant 2: [I mean sure, that could work. But where would you find it around here?]
Merchant 1: Someone in the Market must carry it.
Merchant 2: [And the price would be marked up 400%.]
Merchant 1: I guess we're lucky that scutbag didn't get his head blown off.
- Fortune-telling
(If the "Lipless" encounter was skipped.)
Traveler 1: So, then he said, it's easy to start looking back when looking ahead ain't looking so good.
Traveler 2: [That's deep.]
Traveler 1: Is it? It doesn't really mean anything, if you think about it. Not worth the units I paid for a reading, anyway.
Traveler 2: [I've never been to one of the fortune tellers.]
Traveler 1: They just read something from a list. And keep it general enough that it could apply to anyone.
- Good ol' days
Smuggler 1: So, you got the shipment?
Smuggler 2: [Barely. Security on the Spaceport is getting insane.]
Smuggler 1: Yeah. It's not like the good old days when you could just wander up and take anything off a ship.
Smuggler 2: [We used to be rolling in units. Now we're just scraping by.]
Smuggler 1: It's the new economy. Things will change back to the way they were.
Smuggler 2: [Just hope we don't starve before then.]
- House special
Traveler: What are you drinking?
Resident: House special.
Traveler: Is it any good?
Resident: It's cheap. And you can't taste anything after two. So yeah, it's good.
- Plan
Smuggler 1: I'm telling you, this plan can't fail. My guy got us the patrol routes. Nova won't be anywhere around.
Smuggler 2: I think you're overconfident. Those plans are probably out of date already.
Smuggler 1: You're giving Nova too much credit. It's basically a skeleton force now.
Smuggler 2: They're still all connected together. All it takes is someone to notice, and they all go on alert.
Smuggler 1: If you don't want in on the job, that's fine. Bigger cut for me.
Smuggler 2: I just think we should take a step back, and really work the plan out better.
- Alone
Drax: [clears throat] I need to leave.
Star-Lord: Uhh... Is something wrong...?
Drax: It is not your business, Peter Quill. Do not wait for me.
Star-Lord: What the heck was that? Drax! (Bumps into Rosson.) [grunt]
Rosson: Watch it... Star-Lord.
Star-Lord: Watch yourself! Jerky red... guy... Can you believe that? (Turns to random traveler.)
Traveler: [alien language]
Star-Lord: (Looks for Gamora, who is nowhere to be found.) Gamora? [sighs] Guess I go talk to Cosmo alone.
- Talk to junk dealer 1
Star-Lord: Looks like you've got a lot of parts here.
Junk Dealer: Just about everything. Mostly. Refurbished of course. Hard to get new equipment since the war.
Star-Lord: Well...
Junk Dealer: You looking for something particular?
Star-Lord: I wonder if you have something I could use to remove a Nova Corps disabler?
Junk Dealer: Seven A Twelve series? Two G Two, maybe? Ah, nope! That one's decommissioned. I know! I got something that should work no matter what.
- Refuse disabler
- Buy disabler
Star-Lord: On second thought, I'd better let my tech guy make the decisions. If he ever comes back.
Junk Dealer: Send him by when you can.
Star-Lord: And you're sure this'll remove the disabler?
Junk Dealer: It'll do exactly what it's supposed to.
Star-Lord: That's great! Thanks! (Takes the disabler, spending 1500 units.)
(«You purchased a black market device to disable the Nova lock on your ship» appears.)
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: That costs a lot more than I thought it would.
Junk Dealer: Probably less than the fine, though? If you find some units, I'll be here.
- Talk to junk dealer 2
Star-Lord: Hey, you still got that disabler we talked about?
Junk Dealer: Disabler? Oh, right. Your... law problem... Yeah. Got it right here. You want it?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Talk to lottery ticket seller 1
Ticket Seller: Can I interest you in a lottery ticket? The jackpot is five million units and climbing.
Star-Lord: Did you say five million? Imagine what you could do with that!
Ticket Seller: Pay off crippling debt.
Star-Lord: Pay Ko-Rel. Fix up the Milano. Give the team a huge bonus!
Ticket Seller: Are you ready to vie for the jackpot of a lifetime?
Star-Lord: How will I know if I win?
Ticket Seller: You are encouraged to return to Knowhere to verify your ticket. After verification- And an excessive "verification" fee- The jackpot will be transferred to your account.
- Refuse ticket
- Buy ticket
Star-Lord: I'll take one. (Takes the ticket, spending 1000 units.)
Ticket Seller: Here you are. May fortune smile on you. More than she smiled on me.
Star-Lord: All right. Guess I'll be seeing you in a few rotations.
Ticket Seller: With any luck, sir, with any luck. Good for you. Bad for me.
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: Turns out I can't afford it.
Ticket Seller: Exactly the type who needs the prize the most. But there are strict rules. And stricter punishments.
- Talk to lottery ticket seller 2
Ticket Seller: Five million units are very alluring, aren't they? Too alluring, even. Would you like a lottery ticket?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Talk to lottery ticket seller 3
Ticket Seller: Hello again. The draw is still a few rotations away. Though how can one tell one rotation from the next.
Star-Lord: I was hoping to buy another ticket. You know, double my chances.
Ticket Seller: Ah, unfortunately, that is against the rules. It's very important to follow the rules.
- Talk to hawker 1
Hawker: Afternoon, Captain. Tired of reading the Midway? Ready to try your luck? Or is it skill? Couldn't be simpler. Find the ball, win a prize. Whaddya say?
Star-Lord: This isn't one of those games where I have no chance of winning, is it?
Hawker: Captain, Captain, Captain. Don't you know your onions, Captain? The good boy-shevik cleaned up the boardwalk. No grift, no graft, no cons! No sir!
Star-Lord: So I can win?
Hawker: How about this, Captain? We play a friendly, low stakes game, just to prove that I'm on the up and up? Whaddya say, Captain, whaddya say?
- No thanks
- Let's play
Star-Lord: Save it for a sucker on his honeymoon.
Hawker: Sucker? Honey? WHY I OUGHTA SOCK YOU IN THE KISSER, CAPTAIN! SCRAM!
Star-Lord: Fine. I'm in. But don't try anything funny. (Spends 25 units.)
Hawker: Not me, Captain. Not me. I run my game straight as an arrow.
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: Actually, this is too rich for me. How about a freebie?
Hawker: Well, if you ain't gonna pay, start moving them getaway sticks, Captain! Make room for the next player.
Star-Lord: I don't see any--
Hawker: I said hit the bricks, Captain!
- Talk to hawker 2
Hawker: Ah, the Captain returns! Ready to try your luck?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Talk to hawker 3
Hawker: Ah, the Captain returns! Have you scrounged up the units to play?
Star-Lord: Nope. But I do have a winning smile.
Hawker: Flashy pearls don't do much for me, Captain. 'Fraid I'll have to turn you away.
- Play shell game 1
Hawker: See? The ball's in this cup. Now keep your eyes glued as it moves. (Finishes shuffling.) All right. All right. The cups are set, make your choice, Captain! Make a choice, Captain. Left, middle, or right. Your choice.
- Left
- Middle
- Right
Hawker: Well, I'll be! You got it, Captain! Winner winner, chicken dinner! Congratulations! You've got a sharp pair of peepers. Here's your winnings! (Peter wins 1000 units.) See? My game's on the level, and plumb true. A game of chance means you always have a chance to win.
Star-Lord: I guess you're right.
Hawker: Sharp as a tack, Captain. How about we play again? Maybe raise the stakes just a smidgen?
- No thanks
- Let's play
Star-Lord: I better not. Not feeling very lucky right now. My team, my friends, they--
Hawker: Sorry to hear that Captain. Can't really help you there, but I can offer you a bit of distraction...
Star-Lord: Start shuffling, and get ready to pay out. (Spends 1500 units.)
Hawker: Oh! What confidence! That's what I like to see!
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: I'm a little short. Don't suppose--
Hawker: Even if Knowhere's run by a communist cur, Captain, we still don't believe in handouts. Good day.
- Play shell game 2
Hawker: Keep your eye on the cup with the ball! Here we go, Captain!
- Left
- Middle
- Right
Hawker: Oh, no. That's too bad, Captain. Looks like you lose.
Star-Lord: I was positive that's where the ball was.
Hawker: The eyes play tricks. Sometimes the mind can't keep up.
Star-Lord: Something tells me it's not my eyes playing tricks.
Hawker: A nasty barb, Captain. Thanks for the lettuce. Have yourself a fine day. (Ascends out of view.)
Star-Lord: Hey! Wait! Come back here!
- Talk to Emporium ticket seller 1
Ticket Seller: Ah, welcome, welcome, welcome! You, lucky traveler, have arrived at the illustrious Emporium! Private collection of Taneleer Tivan. The premier, premier, premier exhibit of wonders in the galaxy! Most would hoard these treasures. But not Mr. Tivan. He is so, so, so generous, he wishes to share them with the common people. Would you, you, you like to take the tour?
(If Peter received a ticket from "Lipless".)
Star-Lord: I'd love a tour. Oh, I have this. Think I get in for free, right?
Ticket Seller: Oh, my! You must be a very important person. Mr. Tivan does not give these out very, very, very often. Please enjoy the Emporium.
- Refuse ticket
- Buy ticket
Star-Lord: No thanks. I've seen enough strange things over the last few cycles.
Ticket Seller: Oh, you have, have you? Well, then, have yourself a fine, fine, fine day.
Star-Lord: If it's half as good as you say it is, it'll be worth the units. (Takes the ticket, spending 5000 units.)
Ticket Seller: Oh, you'll see! It's better, better, better than you could ever imagine. Enjoy yourself. And please refrain from tap, tap, tapping on the exhibits' glass.
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: Huh. Don't suppose you let me take a quick look for free?
Ticket Seller: Oh, no, no, no. That is just not possible. There are limits to Mr. Tivan's generosity. Please visit us again, once you've become a little more prosperous.
- Talk to Emporium ticket seller 2
Ticket Seller: Ah, you have, have, have returned. Are you ready to experience the wonders of the Emporium?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Enter the Collector's Emporium
The Collector: Enjoy the wonders of the Emporium!
- Exhibit reactions
Star-Lord:
(Reaction 1.) Uh, interesting.
(Reaction 2.) Fancy.
(Reaction 3.) I don't get it?
(Reaction 4.) Dude, no way.
(Reaction 5.) No way. How'd they get that?
(Reaction 6.) Oh cool!
(Reaction 7.) Kinda neat.
- Brood queen exhibit
Star-Lord: Hmm... That's not good.
- Gift shop 1
- Entered Emporium
- Didn't enter Emporium
Star-Lord: Uhm, hey there?
The Collector: Greetings, I hope you enjoyed the Emporium.
Star-Lord: What is this place?
The Collector: You have stumbled into the wonderful Emporium's gift shop.
The Collector: Would you like to purchase a souvenir? We have some very unique items.
Star-Lord: Maybe? What kind of things do you sell?
The Collector: Replicas of very rare items. Figures and effigies from lost civilizations. Objets d'arts, in other words.
Star-Lord: Figures? Like dolls? There's a member of my crew, a woman, who might like that kind of thing.
The Collector: A boorish person might call them dolls. But that is neither here nor there. Tell me more about this person.
Star-Lord: She... uh, also likes swords.
The Collector: Not what does she like, what is she like?
Star-Lord: Oh. Distant and tough, but I think maybe there might be some squishy bits in her somewhere.
The Collector: I believe I have the perfect item. What do you think? Would you like to make a purchase?
- Doll
- Raptor amulet
- Nullifier
- Leave
- Too expensive
Star-Lord: It's just the right kind of creepy. She should love it. (Takes the doll, spending 2000 units.)
The Collector: A magnificent choice. I presume you will forgo the silk gift-wrap?
Star-Lord: Yeah, this is fine as is.
The Collector: Very well. Enjoy your purchase. Good day.
Star-Lord: Oh whoa, what's this?
The Collector: That is much too expensive for you.
Star-Lord: It's not a doll, but think she'd like this?
The Collector: With how you described her? No, not at all.
Star-Lord: Actually, she might kill me if I get her a present.
The Collector: Some people do not appreciate the finer things.
Star-Lord: It's a bit too expensive. Maybe--
The Collector: An item such as this demands a high cost. Any attempt at negotiation would be rather infra dignitatem.
Star-Lord: I think they have pills for that--
The Collector: How vulgar. Good day.
- Gift shop 2
The Collector: Have you received your inheritance? The objet d'arts are still available?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Gift shop 3
The Collector: Ah, the connoisseur returns. To purchase something for your companion, perhaps?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Gift shop 4
The Collector: Ah, you have returned! Has the young courtier realized ars longa, vita brevis?
Star-Lord: Uhm, what?
The Collector: Have you reconsidered purchasing the objet d'art? Life is short, as they say, but art is forever.
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Talk to Emporium ticket seller 3
Ticket Seller: I do hope, hope, hope you enjoyed the Emporium. Be sure to come back soon, as you never, never, never know what you might find.
- Colorama slot machine 1
Star-Lord: Oh, a one-armed bandit. Hard to say... but it looks like it's almost ready to pay out.
- Don't play
- Play slots
Star-Lord: Okay, one game. (Spends 500 units.) No lemons. No lemons. No lemons. Yes? Yes! All purple! That's a jackpot! Uhm...? Why aren't you paying out? (Machine suddenly turns red.) Fatal error? Please contact local-- Ah, crap! You gotta be flarking kidding me!
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord:
(Broke 1.) I could have sworn I had more units than this when we got here. The team is not gonna like this...
(Broke 2.) Oh yeah, I'm still poor.
- Colorama slot machine 2
Star-Lord: The lights are pretty. Maybe I could just play once.
- Don't play
- Play slots
- Colorama slot machine 3
Star-Lord: Ugh, still broken. Lousy game.
- Approach Gustav's Grub Hole
Star-Lord: What is that smell?
- Talk to food vendor 1
Star-Lord: Hey there--
Food Vendor: Look at you, barely skin and bones, moping your way through the market. Better have a hot bite. It'll make you feel better. So, you hungry or what?
- No thanks
- Starving, actually
Star-Lord: No thanks, I filled up on protein paste earlier.
Food Vendor: All the required daily nutrition, none of the flavor. You won't catch me eating beige. I'll be here all rotation, if you change your mind.
Star-Lord: I could eat. What's on the menu?
Food Vendor: Got choga dogs, noodles, ka-bobs, and foom pies. What'll it be?
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord: Don't suppose you hand out free samples?
Food Vendor: Used to. But people were just abusing their sample privileges. Just kept nibbling all day. Almost drove me out of business.
- Talk to food vendor 2
Star-Lord: Maybe I could use something to eat.
Food Vendor: I knew it! Some say the mind is a being's most important organ, but I know it's the stomach. Or stomachs. Depending. Now, what can I get you?
- No thanks
- Starving, actually
Star-Lord: On second thought, no.
Food Vendor: I'll be here all rotation, if you change your mind.
- Gustav's Grub Hole 1
Star-Lord: (Spends 500 units on selected food item.)
- Foom Pie
- Ka-Bobs
- Noodles
- Choga Dogs
- Cancel
Star-Lord: Foom pie? Like Fin Fang Foom?
Food Vendor: It's not what you think. They're baked goods with fruit inside, but we can't call them that.
Star-Lord: Makes sense to me. I'll take one.
Food Vendor: We add green food coloring, and the kids gobble them up.
Star-Lord: [tentative chewing, followed by an appreciative moan] Oh, yeah. That's so weird. What are these feelings?
Star-Lord: What kind of meat is that?
Food Vendor: Better not to ask. Let me just scrape some of the fur away. Don't get any of that sauce on your coat, it'll corrode.
Star-Lord: [takes a bite, chews] Hmm! Holy flark, that's amazing!
Star-Lord: Keep hearing about the noodles. Might as well try them.
Food Vendor: Might be a little spicy for a Terran, you sure?
Star-Lord: Pfft. I can eat anything.
Food Vendor: It's your stomach. Enjoy.
Star-Lord: [chews] Hmmm... [trying not to gag] [hurried chewing and gulping swallow] Ach! Ah! Feels like something bit me!
Star-Lord: Gimme a dog. With the works.
Food Vendor: One pupper, dressed for success. Here ya go.
Star-Lord: [awkward chewing, as though he wasn't expecting it to be crunchy] Um... Ugh. Ooh... texture was... unexpected. [more chewing] Ugh.
Star-Lord: Oh, that hit the spot.
Food Vendor: Glad you liked it. Did you want something else?
- Talk to food vendor 3
Star-Lord: I just can't stop thinking about this stand!
Food Vendor: That might be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. What else can I get ya?
(Choices are the same as before.)
- Gustav's Grub Hole 2
Star-Lord: [burps] Sorry. [groan] I don't think I could eat another bite.
Food Vendor: You know, I appreciate the business... But I'm a little concerned you're trying to eat your feelings. Is everything okay?
- Complain about everything
- Brush off question
Star-Lord: It's just that all I wanted to do was be a bad-ass team of heroes that travels the galaxy getting into adventures. You know, maybe make a few units, and have some laughs, and then maybe, if everything worked out just right, then we'd get famous, and have people recognize us in the street. You know, ask us for autographs and stuff...
Food Vendor: Go ahead, get it all out.
Star-Lord: I, uh, never mind. I should just go. Thanks.
Food Vendor: Don't mention it.
Star-Lord: Huh? Oh yeah, everything's fine. Just good to get a real hot meal for once.
Food Vendor: If you say so. Glad you liked the food.
- Souve Vene'ers 1
Star-Lord: Maybe a gaudy bauble will make me feel better.
- Don't purchase
- Purchase
Star-Lord: Might as well get something to commemorate the time my team ditched me. (Takes the souvenir, spending 750 units.) That's actually pretty cool. And buying it made me feel better.
(If Peter doesn't have enough units.)
Star-Lord:
(Broke 1.) [groan] Guess I'm not as well-off as I thought...
(Broke 2.) Oh, right. Goods and services cost units...
- Souve Vene'ers 2
Star-Lord: It's kinda hard to resist. Everything is so shiny...
- Don't purchase
- Purchase
- The Black Hole
Worker: [Sorry pal. No loners. This is a couples and groups only kinda place.]
Star-Lord: Hey, my group was supposed to wait here for me. But they must already be inside...
Worker: [Nice try, Terran. But no.]
- Talk to worker 1
Worker:
(Talk 1.) Hard work keeping this place up and running. But it's one of the only honest jobs available.
(Talk 2.) Like I always say, shortcuts end up hurting you more than helping. → Star-Lord: Good advice. I'll try to remember it.
- Talk to guard
Guard:
(Talk 1.) Make sure you don't cause any trouble. You won't get any special treatment, Terran. → Star-Lord: You're wrong about that. Me and Cosmo understand each other.
(Talk 2.) Cosmo might understand you, but you have no idea what he's about.
- Talk to worker 2
Worker:
(Talk 1.) We are hiring on the mining rigs if you're looking for work. Someone's gotta keep this place up and running. → Star-Lord: Got a job, thanks.
(Talk 2.) See, if I can hire three more workers, I go up the pay scale. And I don't have to work as hard. → Star-Lord: I think you better work on your sales pitch.
- Talk to smuggler
Smuggler:
(Talk 1.) You looking for something in particular? I might be able to help. → Star-Lord: Uh, no thanks. I'm trying to keep it on the straight and narrow.
(Talk 2.) If you ain't looking for anything, why do you keep bothering me for? Go!
- Talk to thug
Thug:
(Talk 1.) Don't mind me. I'm just looking for my lost ticket. Don't suppose you could help me? I'll make it worth your while? → Star-Lord: Nice try. But I'm not falling for that. Not again, anyway.
(Talk 2.) If you aren't going to help, then get out of here. You're scaring away the rubes.
- Talk to resident 1
Resident:
(Talk 1.) [Always smells like wet beast around here.] → Star-Lord: You must have a good nose. All I can smell is the brains.
(Talk 2.) [My kind was gifted with a heightened olfactory sense.] → Star-Lord: You must hate it here then.
- Talk to resident 2
Resident:
(Talk 1.) What's wrong, honey? You look terrible. This is a place to forget your troubles. → Star-Lord: Got one thing left to do, and then I plan on doing some serious forgetting.
(Talk 2.) If I see you again later, I'll buy you a drink. → Star-Lord: It's a date.
- Talk to traveler
Traveler:
(Talk 1.) She will heal the Galaxy's pain. → Star-Lord: The only thing that can heal pain is time.
(Talk 2.) I have heard the words, and I know what is coming. We should celebrate!
- Talk to worker 3
Worker:
(Talk 1.) Lousy panel got overloaded. There should be scorch marks, but I don't see anything. → Star-Lord: I realized long ago, I should stay away from wires.
(Talk 2.) There's something strange happening here. My power readings are off the charts. But this thing looks dead.
- Kids
Kid: [making "pew-pew" noises!]
Star-Lord: [gun noises and laugh] [exaggerated grunts] Ya got me!
Kid: [giggling]
Star-Lord: [mock dying pain]
Kid: (Runs past him, patting his pockets.)
Star-Lord: (Checks his pockets, realizes he lost 950 units.) Hey! [groan] This is turning into a real scut day.
- Talk to Drax
Star-Lord: Drax, bud... Is everything alright?
Drax: Do you believe that this is the edge of the universe, Peter Quill?
Star-Lord: Well, yeah... Because it is...
- Check in on Drax
- Focus on the rift
Star-Lord: So... This is the thing you had to do? Come to the Observation Deck to look at the Rift?
Drax: No. I came to honor the memory of my family. They died without meaning, or honor.
Star-Lord: Do you ever think what would happen if you just, flew right through it?
Drax: I do not know. I lack the appropriate appendages for flight.
Star-Lord: No, I mean, like... Say you're standing at the edge of a cliff, right? Do you ever just get a sudden urge to... Jump?
Drax: That would be foolhardy.
Star-Lord: Well... yeah. That's why you don't actually do it. But part of you still wants to.
Drax: No one should die without meaning, Peter Quill. My wife, Hovat, and my daughter, Kamaria... they died without meaning...
Star-Lord: I think I know what you mean, man. My mom... When the Chitauri came... She also died for no reason. They just... shot her. But at least she's in a better place now. Right?
Drax: In Katathian religion, we believe that in order to reach Ultath, one must live a life filled with purpose. And that failure to do so results in banishment to Sarduth. Our families have been cast out of paradise, Peter Quill... And into nothing.
- Disagree
- Probe Drax
Star-Lord: Ok, whoa, whoa, wait. Wherever my mom is, it's not out there, okay? She was a good person.
Drax: How do you know?
Star-Lord: Because I just know, alright? If she's anywhere, it's in Heaven. She doesn't just deserve to... stop being.
Star-Lord: So that's why you come up here?
Drax: Yes. To feel close to them. Speak to them. Perhaps you think that sounds foolish...
Star-Lord: No, no... not at all. You know, on Earth, a lot of people think that good people go to Heaven, and are reunited with their loved ones when they die.
Drax: This Heaven sounds pleasant.
Star-Lord: Yeah, it does. Thinking of her there, my mom, in Heaven, it got me halfway through the War. That, and my hate for the Chitauri who imprisoned me.
Drax: Ah. You desired revenge.
Star-Lord: Yeah, I guess I did.
Drax: When Thanos murdered my family. For a long time, I believed that their wasted lives would be redeemed if I took revenge on him. But then I realized... Thanos cannot be killed.
Star-Lord: But you did kill him...
Drax: Propaganda, Peter Quill. Spread to quell fears after the War. In the fabric of my being, I know he still lives.
Drax: If you do not mind, Peter Quill, I would like to be left alone now.
- Disagreed
- Probed Drax
Star-Lord: Oh! Yeah, sure man. (Pats Drax's shoulder and turns to leave.)
Drax: Peter Quill?
Star-Lord: Yeah?
Drax: I hope your mother found her way to Heaven.
- "Lipless" fight
"Lipless": (Doing business with seller.) I'll take more if you have them.
Star-Lord: Ah crap!
"Lipless": Peter Quill? I guess you listen as good as you remember.
Star-Lord: Whoa, hey! I just got turned around. Looking for the noodle stand. I see you guys are busy. I'll just see myself out.
"Lipless": Kill him!
"Lipless": I told you Peter, if I seen you again you'd be dead.
Star-Lord: Can't we talk this out? / Hang on! I remember YOU now! / Come on, let me have a do-over.
"Lipless": Your words are acid in my ears. / It is too late, Petah! / How could you forget me, Petah?!
Star-Lord: Did you get a face lift or something? / Let's face it, this won't end well. / You've just got one of those faces!
"Lipless": Enough excuses! / Your words will not save you now! / We had a Blood Oath, and you broke it!
Star-Lord: Come on, stiff upper lip! / Should have just lip synced.
"Lipless": Your lips will be all that is left of you! / I will cut out that silver tongue!
- Fight ends
Star-Lord: [panting] Really wish the guys could have seen that. Actually, wish they'd been here to help...
(Background conversations.)
- The Rock
Traveler: Something's up with Nova Corps.
Resident: What do you mean?
Traveler: I just got back from a delivery to the Rock. There was no one around. It was creepy.
Resident: That is creepy. Last time I was there, I stood in line for a rotation. And then when I finally got to speak to someone, turns out I didn't fill out the right form.
Traveler: I hate when that happens.
- Strange transmission
Traveler 1: [Wait, what did you hear?]
Traveler 2: [I'm not sure. Picked up a strange transmission. Someone was really excited about seeing their daughter again.]
Traveler 1: [That doesn't seem so strange?]
Traveler 2: [They said the daughter had died in the war.]
Traveler 1: [Probably just grief crazy. The war affected people in odd ways.]
Traveler 2: [I'm not sure. They sounded pretty clear-headed...]
- Collector
Traveler 1: That Emporium wasn't what I expected.
Traveler 2: [Yeah, seemed more like a crazy person's collection, rather than a museum.]
Traveler 1: Keep your voice down.
Traveler 2: [What, why?]
Traveler 1: Because if you don't, you might end up as the next exhibit.
Traveler 2: [I don't think they could keep living beings locked up like that.]
Traveler 1: You'd be surprised what the Collector gets away with.
- Art
Traveler: What's the deal with this ridge thing?
Resident: I don't know. Guess it's some kind of art?
Traveler: I like it. I wonder if they sell smaller versions of it in a gift shop somewhere?
Resident: We can look around a bit more. Just give me a few ticks.
- Psychic
Traveler 1: How much you win?
Traveler 2: 10,000 units!
Traveler 1: Stupa! Don't say that too loud.
Traveler 2: This place is safe. Trust me.
Traveler 1: Not sure about that. Feels... dangerous.
Traveler 2: Don't worry. Security seems to be able to arrive before anything bad ever really happens. Almost like they're psychic or something.
- Undercity duty
Guard 1: Whose belly do you need to scratch to get Undercity duty?
Guard 2: It's not about favors. Cosmo's gotta trust you. Completely.
Guard 1: I've got one of the best records, but every time I apply, I get rejected right away.
Guard 2: He must have a psychological profile or something. Maybe you don't fit?
Guard 1: I just want to know what's really down there.
Guard 2: That's probably the reason you don't get the assignment.
- Hyperdrive
Smuggler 1: You sure we really need this for the ship?
Smuggler 2: [You heard him, we'll be able to hit hyperdrive eight ticks sooner! Doesn't seem like much, but you'll love it when we need to outrun Nova Corps.]
Smuggler 1: I'm all for escaping. I just don't know if we can afford to spend the units.
Smuggler 2: [Relax. I got a line on a great score. We'll be set after!]
Smuggler 1: I've heard that one before.
- Bombs
Resident 1: [The explosion took both his hands, and burned over 90% of his body.]
Resident 2: [Think he'll recover?]
Resident 1: [His mother was a half-Planarian, he'll just be able to regenerate his limbs.]
Resident 2: [Hope he learns a lesson, and stops trying to make bombs.]
Resident 1: [Doubt it. I imagine he's already got his new prototype planned.]
- Toe Tapers
Resident 1: Okay, how do I look?
Resident 2: Amazing, as always. You're going to kill on the dance floor.
Resident 1: As long as you are dancing beside me.
Resident 2: Of course I will. We're the Toe Tapers!
Resident 1: I still think we need to workshop the name.
Resident 2: The name isn't as important as the moves. And we've got those.
- Raallo
Traveler 1: This place must be good. Look at the line to get in.
Traveler 2: [I heard the band is really amazing.]
Traveler 1: Raallo? Yeah, he's great. I saw him on Contraxia once. Heck of a showman.
Traveler 2: [Hope they let us in soon. I need to change my oil.]
- Lottery
Traveler 1: You think you'll actually win?
Traveler 2: Not really. It's just a lark.
Traveler 1: You know the lottery is just a way to keep poor people poor.
Traveler 2: I'm on vacation. I don't need to hear that kind of depressing thing.
- Emporium break-in
Resident: Are you serious? You want to break into Emporium? And have Collector and Cosmo on our tails for the rest of our lives?
Thug: [We won't get caught. The guy who sold me the security plans said it's foolproof.]
Resident: Hmm... Still not sure.
Thug: [We wait until nightfall, and then we sneak in through the docking ports under the Emporium. Then all we have to do is make our way up through the conduits, and we'll drop in the main exhibit room from above.]
Resident: How do we get out?
Thug: [Scut... We'll figure that out once we're inside.]
- Debt
Thug: [You owe us units.]
Resident: [I know. I know--]
Thug: [No more excuses. Mr. Tivan has been very patient, but even that ends.]
Resident: [I want to pay you. Him. I want to, I'm just a little short right now.]
Thug: [You might be even shorter when I'm done with you.]
Resident: [Wait! Wait! I got a line on a score. A big one.]
Thug: [I'm listening.]
Resident: [All I need is a few cycles.]
Thug: [Right.]
- Memories
Traveler 1: What happened?
Traveler 2: I dropped my holo-grabber.
Traveler 1: Flark. I'm guessing it's long gone now.
Traveler 2: Yeah.
Traveler 1: Hey happy happy! We still have the memories.
Traveler 2: I can't really post memories online. How am I supposed to make everyone believe I'm living my best life?
Traveler 1: That doesn't really matter, yes?
- Ball
Resident 1: [I could have sworn the ball was under the cup I picked.]
Resident 2: [sigh] Dealer is fast. I lost track of it right away. Want to get out of here?
Resident 1: [I'd like to watch this a bit more. See if I can figure it out.]
Resident 2: We can watch, but we're not playing. We need units, we have to pay the spaceport exit fee.
- Blood Brothers
Traveler 1: And then this huge red guy grabbed me and started shaking me!
Traveler 2: [No way, what did you do?]
Traveler 1: What do you think I did? I told him he had me confused with someone else.
Traveler 2: [Did that work?]
Traveler 1: Not at first, but his twin or something showed up behind me, and said I wasn't wearing the right jacket. So they let me go.
- Undercity
Resident: [Think we can get down to the under city? I really want to see it.]
Worker: No way. It's strictly off limits.
Resident: [Are you sure we can't sneak down, just take a peek?]
Worker: I'm not risking my life in jail to see some ruins.
Resident: [What happened to you? You used to be so full of life!]
- Break
Traveler 1: [See, isn't this nice. It's good to be getting away from work.]
Traveler 2: [It is. I needed a break. You can only harvest so many brains...]
Traveler 1: [Do you want to get something to eat?]
Traveler 2: [Eventually yeah. How about the noodle place?]
Traveler 1: [Sounds delicious. So?]
Traveler 2: [Let's just stand here a bit more. I can almost not smell the decay.]
- Last job
Smuggler 1: [That's it. That was my last job.]
Smuggler 2: [You say that after every one.]
Smuggler 1: [I mean it this time. We barely survived. And the take wasn't even that great.]
Smuggler 2: [It'll last us until the next one. As long as we play it cool.]
Smuggler 1: [I know this is hard for you to accept, but I am done with piracy.]
- Scammed
Guard: As I have said, we are not responsible for the marketplace games.
Traveler: But that machine stole my units!
Guard: If you'd like to make an official complaint, please head to the tower.
Traveler: You're not getting rid of me that easily.
- Distraction
Thug 1: [So, what? We just wait for them to walk by, and then bash them?]
Thug 2: [We've gone over this already. I'll distract security, and then you bash them.]
Thug 1: [Wait. How are you going to distract the guards?]
Thug 2: [I'll make something up.]
Thug 1: [Oh! I know! You can tell them you got bashed and robbed! So they'll never suspect us!]
Thug 2: [That's just crazy enough to work!]
- Nothingness
Traveler: [Really makes you think, doesn't it?]
Resident: Actually I find it allows for the absence of thought. Like all that nothing just seeps in and lets you exist.
Traveler: [Whoa!]
- The Rift
Resident 1: [They say this Rift will swallow whole galaxy one day.]
Resident 2: It's bigger than it was anyway.
Resident 1: [You is pretty calm about end of the Universe.]
Resident 2: What's the point of worrying about something we cannot change?
- Bikes
Traveler 1: [What we need to do is get ourselves some of those bikes.]
Traveler 2: [You think we can rent them somewhere?]
Traveler 1: [Probably. For the right price.]
Traveler 2: [We can ask around. Someone's gotta need some units.]
- Approach bridge 1
Star-Lord: I hope Cosmo's in the office.
Guard: Bridge closed. Go way.
Star-Lord: Doesn't look closed...
Guard: See suit? Knowhere security. Super official. Go other way. Alley. Alley.
Star-Lord: I really need to see Cosmo--
Guard: Cosmo not in tower. He out there, Star-Lord. In alley.
Star-Lord: Wait. How did you know my name?
Guard: Go! Or end up in Cosmo prison. You choose.
- Approach bridge 2
Guard:
(Approach 1.) You have brain-rot? Told you before. You not take bridge. Cosmo doing outside things. In alley.
(Approach 2.) Cosmo in alley. Go way.
(Approach 3.) Bridge closed. Cosmo in alley.
Take the alternate route[]
- Enter loading bay
Star-Lord: Cosmo? You in here? Cosmo?! (Door closes behind him.) Sure. Not weird at all... Cosmo is definitely somewhere in this maze of rotting brain matter...
- Door
Star-Lord: Uh? Strange. Should that have locked?
- Enter maze
Star-Lord: Okay, just gotta find Cosmo. Then I can deal with the team. If I can find them...
- Imitation 1
- Imitate Gamora
- Imitate Drax
- (...)
- Shadow
(A shadow runs past.)
- Left path
- Right path
- Inside maze
Star-Lord: I hate mazes. Especially stinking brain mazes. Okay, dude, deep breath. Deep breath.
- Imitation 2
- Imitate Rocket
- Imitate Groot
- (...)
- Lost
Star-Lord:
(Lost 1.) Am I moving in circles?
(Lost 2.) This can't be the way forward...
(Lost 3.) Crap. I got turned around.
(Lost 4.) Shouldn't there be arrows on the ground or something?
- Illbaa transport
(Transport vehicle noisily lifts off in the distance.)
Star-Lord: Flark! Gonna give myself a heart attack...
- Exit maze
Star-Lord: Cosmo? COSMO?
- Blood Brothers
(After reaching an open area, Garek appears behind Peter. Shortly after the area transforms into an arena, Rosson jumps into view.)
Star-Lord: That's not good...
Garek: Lookie what we got here!
Rosson: Watch it Star-Lord.
Garek: And what's a filthy, scutstained Terran doing out here, Rosson?
Rosson: Hiding's what I think, Garek.
Garek: Aye. Terrans always be hiding.
Rosson: 'Cause everybody knows Terrans are scrawny.
Garek: And good for eating.
Rosson: If you're into that.
Garek: We might be into that. 'Cept for the bounty.
Star-Lord: Hey, guys! Wouldn't happen to know where Cosmo's office is, would you? I get the distinct feeling that you're looking for someone of the Earth persuasion. I get it, man. I get it. Us Earthers, we all look the same. It's not like you guys, who very clearly look different.
Garek: Get to the point, Terran.
Star-Lord: The point is I can help you find who you're actually looking for.
Rosson: Terrans do all look the same...
Garek: 'Cept this Terran's got a word on his back. Just like the bounty says.
Rosson: What's that word on your back say?
Star-Lord: I heart Knowhere?
Garek: Or maybe it says "Star-Lord." Either way... Get him!
(The Brothers rush Peter, who flies out of the way. Armor covers their bodies.)
Defeat the Blood Brothers[]
- Fight 1
Rosson: We been hired to clobber some Terran with words on his jacket.
Star-Lord: Lots of people have jackets!
Rosson: Yeah, but yer the one the Lady wanted. So hurry up and die.
Garek: Wait, did Lady H want him alive or dead?
Star-Lord: Lady H? Whatever Lady Hellbender is paying you, I'll double it!
Rosson: No dice. You don't cross Lady H.
Star-Lord: Triple! I'll triple it!
Garek: He's scared now, Rosson.
Star-Lord: Look, guys! This is a big misunderstanding. / Can't we just talk about this? / Would it help if I said I was sorry?
Rosson: You shouldna messed with Lady H! / She's gonna feed you to her pets! / Scrawny little Terran is scared!
Garek: That's how we make our units! / Get over here so we can collect the bounty! / Gonna be hard to say anything when you're dead!
Star-Lord: Anybody think to bring refreshments? / Maybe we sit down. Have a choga dog, talk this over? / Don't we know each other? That one job on Contraxia maybe?
Rosson: Lady H told us how much you babble! / You gonna shut up already? / He's trying to weasel outta a beating!
Garek: Loudmouth Terran! / His mouth moves more than his jumpy boots! / Lady H said you'd be a fink.
- Gamora
Star-Lord: Okay... okay... okay... Yep, timeout! Whew. Heart is pumping. Guys, it's very clear that we're evenly matched here.
Rosson: Hah! No we ain't.
Garek: We're completely invincible.
Star-Lord: Oh well that... sucks. But we're all professionals here, right? Right? Maybe we can work something out--
Gamora: [screams] (Ambushes the Brothers from above, hitting them until they're separated.)
Garek: [grunts in pain]
Rosson: [grunts in pain]
Gamora: Peter, shoot now! We need to keep them separated!
(Peter shoots Rosson in the shoulder, who recoils in pain.)
- Fight 2
Gamora: Draw them apart before shooting, Peter!
Star-Lord: Great timing, Gamora! / Nice of you to show up, Gamora! / Am I ever glad to see you!
Gamora: Let's hope yours is as good! Keep shooting! / I was watching you the whole time, Peter! / Thank me later! After we take them out!
Rosson: Where'd she come from? / Fits the description! She's gonna pay for that kick! / Stay with me, Bro!
Garek: Lady H want this one too? / Looks like we're making more units, Rosson! / Another one?
Star-Lord: Now this is almost a fair fight! / All right! Now you two are in for it! / These guys just soak up rounds!
Gamora: Just make sure they don't box me in! / Keep talking. It might give me an opening! / Only when they're together!
Rosson: This new one is pretty quick! / Weren't we supposed to catch all of 'em? / Knock the Terran out first!
Garek: There could be three of ya, and we'd still beat ya! / Gotta swat two flies instead of one! / Your puny Terran guns won't hurt us!
Gamora: Been watching us since we landed on Knowhere! / They've had this trap ready for awhile! / This whole thing was a setup from the start!
Star-Lord: Can't believe I fell for it. I'm a little embarassed. / If you hadn't left this would never have happened! / This is turning into a real scut day!
Rosson: You two are just making me want to hit you harder! / We're plenty smart! / We're gonna be the Lady's favorites!
Garek: Stop moving so much! / Who needs smarts when I can just throttle ya! / All you two need to do is give up!
Gamora: I knew something was up from the start! / Keep them distracted, Peter! / Been watching us since we landed on Knowhere!
Star-Lord: You know, we never meant to upset the Lady! / Just make sure they don't crush me! / Why are they so focused on me?
Rosson: He won't squirm away! / Gonna be rich when we get paid! / I'm coming for him, Garek!
Garek: Gotta charge the Terran! / We're plenty strong on our own too! / Come on Rosson, let's get the Terran!
- Drax
Drax: [roars] [yells] (Dive-bombs Garek and crashes through the platform onto the floor below, punching him until he is no longer affected.) [repeated yells]
Garek: [chuckles] (Pushes Drax off.)
Drax: [struggling]
Rosson: [grunts] (Throws Drax.)
Drax: Argh! [grunts]
Gamora: (Joins Drax with Peter.) Miss us?
- Fight 3
Star-Lord: Drax! Buddy! Am I glad to see you! / Almost got the band back together! / All we need now is Rocket and Groot!
Gamora: Celebrate after we've won, Peter! / No one understands that reference, Peter! / We need to keep them divided and distracted!
Drax: A battle against imbeciles is exactly the balm my soul required! / We are not a band, Peter Quill! We are a team! / The three of us shall defeat these pathetic Roclites easily enough!
Rosson: Can't believe she thinks this one is pretty! / Three against two? Now we're talking! / New guy thinks he's tough!
Garek: This must be the one Lady H said to keep alive! / Another one of 'em? Good! / How many of these squirts are there?
Star-Lord: Gonna show these schlubs what the Guardians can do! / Now you two are in for it! / Last chance to run. You two better take it!
Gamora: Kinda wish Mantis warned us about this! / We'll get through this, Peter! Keep fighting! / Isn't security supposed to be tight on Knowhere?
Drax: Watch me destroy them both! / It is a fine day, Peter Quill! / No cycle is complete without conflict!
Rosson: Terran shoulda stayed on Earth! / Lady H is gonna make you suffer! / You ain't seen the worst of it yet!
Garek: We ain't no schlubs. We're Roclites! / You three are just making us more units! / All your talking is giving me a headache!
Gamora: You two wasted the opportunity you had! / We can beat them. But we need to be smart! / Let's see how you two deal with a fair fight!
Star-Lord: Keep underestimating us, we'll show you! / Just need to hold them off a bit longer! / Really loving the enthusiasm, Gamora!
Drax: We will use their missteps against them! / I will distract them, Peter Quill! / Three against two is hardly fair!
Rosson: Best bounty hunters in the Galaxy! / When you need something smashed, you call us! / We've beaten whole armies!
Garek: We're still gonna pummel ya! / Don't matter how smart you are, we're gonna beat ya silly! / You need more than three to make this fair!
Gamora: Attack them when they're apart! / They're invincible when close! Break them up! / Split them up, then attack!
Star-Lord: I'm shooting! I'm shooting! / They keep ganging up on me! / Come on guns, do something cool!
Drax: These fools do not realize their error! / I have fought larger opponents and prevailed! / I will sunder them!
Rosson: Gonna crush all three of 'em! / Lady H is gonna be happy! / Never shoulda stole from the Lady!
Garek: Pound a black hole into Star-Lord! / Take 'em out one at a time. Start with the jacket! / Gonna have to be smart now, Rosson!
Drax: I am glad you did not kill them before I arrived! / This combat will clear my head! / This distraction is just what I needed!
Star-Lord: Not for a lack of trying! / We'll mop the floor with these chumps! / Let's show these clowns what we've got!
Gamora: Just waiting for you to finish them off! / Keep talking, Drax! It's distracting them! / Just need to wait for an opening!
Rosson: My fist's gonna crunch your face! / Gonna stomp all three of ya to dust! / Fighting back only makes this more fun for us!
Garek: We're the ones gonna kill you! / Lady H is really mad at you! / You should see how many bounty hunters are coming!
Drax: Peter Quill! Keep drawing their attention! / Use their strength against them! / They fight without honor!
Star-Lord: Yeah, sure Drax! Not a problem! / Easier said than done! / Sometimes honor is over-rated!
Gamora: Good idea. Much easier to slice 'em when they're distracted! / Draw them to you, Drax! / Then so should we!
Rosson: I've got your back brother! / The slicy one is getting annoying! / I want to punch the new guy too!
Garek: Hard to decide which to stomp! / Stick with them brother! / You get the Terran, I'll deal with the new guy!
- Cosmo
(Psychic powers cause everyone to collapse in pain.)
Star-Lord: [screams in pain] What the--?
Gamora: Peter!?
Drax: What... is... happening...?
(Peter attempts to crawl to his guns, but passes out. Cosmo is seen walking up to him before the screen fades to white.)
Flashback[]
Peter: (Distant.) Come on! It's gonna be sick! It's about these zombies that invade Earth and then it's up to these kids that have to blow them away.
Meredith: (Distant.) Of course you would remember that. And then I ask you if you packed your lunch, and you give me a blank stare.
Peter: (Distant.) I'll be careful, Ma. I always am.
Meredith: Not so fast. Before you go, there's something I want to talk to you about. Something I want to give you.
Peter: Twenty bucks?
Meredith: Don't push it. Think of it as a long overdue gift from your father. It's upstairs on my bed. Go on and get it while I finish up in the kitchen. And we can open it together.
- Explore Peter's room
Same interactions as prologue.
- Explore elsewhere
Same interactions as Chapter 3.
- Gift
Peter: (Tries to peek.)
Meredith: Ahem. I knew you wouldn't wait. Do you know what a birthright is, Peter?
Peter: (Shakes head.)
Meredith: It's something that's a part of you. Like your name. Before your father returned to space--
Peter: [sigh] Mom...
Meredith: I know it sounds crazy and that you've never believed me, but something's changed. And now, more than ever, you need to trust me... And maybe this will help. (Takes the box's cover off, revealing a set of element guns.)
Peter: Whoa! (Tries picking them up.)
Meredith: Easy there, cowboy. These belonged to your father. I used to think he left these for our protection, but they might as well be paperweights. (Tries firing the gun, but nothing happens.) Still, if they're enough to convince you who he really was, then maybe they're protection enough.
Peter: Protection from what?
Meredith: Your father wasn't just from another planet, Peter. He was-- He was... important. And important men have enemies.
- Important
- Enemies
Peter: What do you mean, "important?"
Meredith: He was king... of an entire world, called Spartax, far, far away. And he was a great leader, and the way you look after people, Peter, I know you're gonna be just like him. But leading is never easy...
Peter: What sorta enemies?
Meredith: I'm not sure, exactly. His people were at war, and he knew that if he stayed with us, the war would follow him to Earth. So he made the hard choice. (Kubrick starts barking in the background.) He gave up this life, for the sake of his people.
Meredith: Your father left to protect us and for 13 years, it worked. But now something's coming. I know we're being watched.
Peter: Mom, if you really wanted to play a game that bad, you could have just said so.
Meredith: I hope I'm wrong, Peter. I really do. But being the son of a king on any planet means that you are going to have a target on your back for the rest of your life... And you're plenty brave, but you're gonna have to be smart too. Things may get messy. (Kubrick starts barking louder.) I'm gonna let Kubrick out. I'll be right back. (Leaves.)
Peter: (Picks up the guns.) Pew! Pew! (The guns start glowing in his hands and transform.) Sick... (Swings them around and knocks over a fan.) Oh, shi--
Meredith: (From outside.) No!!!
(Peter watches as Chitauri ships descend upon their home.)
Peter: Mom! (Runs outside.) Mom!
- Fight
Chitauri: [Get the boy!]
Peter: Holy crap! Invaders from outer space!
Meredith: They must be here for you, Peter! Please, run!
Peter: What are these things, Mom?
Meredith: They're bad news. Something must have happened to your father.
Peter: Mom, I'm a little scared!
Meredith: I know, Peter! I am, too!
Meredith: I knew something like this was coming!
Peter: I can't believe you weren't lying! Aliens really exist!
Meredith: They had to pick today of all days!
Peter: You don't think this was a coincidence, do you Mom?
Meredith: I just wish your father was here to help us!
Peter: What? How could he help?!
- Meredith
(An explosion knocks Peter over, who is then picked up by a Chitauri. Gunfire is heard.)
Peter: [panting] Mom!
(Meredith is revealed to be shot. She collapses dead on the ground.)
Peter: No, mom!!! Mom! Stop! Mom! No! No! Please! No!
(Screen fades to black as Kubrick barks in the background.)
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| 0: Meredith • 1: A Risky Gamble • 2: Busted • 3: The Cost of Freedom • 4: The Monster Queen • 5: Due or Die • 6: Between a Rock and a Hard Place • 7: Canine Confusion • 8: The Matriarch • 9: Desperate Times • 10: Test of Faith • 11: Mind Over Matter • 12: Knowhere To Run • 13: Against All Odds • 14: Into The Fire • 15: Broken Promises • 16: Magus |
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