Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3

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Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 is a 2023 American superhero film about the Guardians who embark on a mission to protect Rocket from the High Evolutionary. It is the sequel to 2017's Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, and the 32nd film in the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU).

Directed and written by James Gunn.
It's time to face the music.

Peter Quill

  • Last night, I had a dream about when we first met. We were criminals. Friends. And then we became the Guardians.
  • I don't need another speech by some impotent whackjob whose mother didn't love him rationalizing why he needs to conquer the universe.
  • It looks like... home. It's like a replica of Earth.
  • (The High Evolutionary: So, you'd like to joust, would you?) Go to hell, you sick son of a bitch. You killed all those people!
  • We were gone for quite a while. But no matter what happens next, the galaxy still needs its guardians.


  • We'll all fly away together... one last time... into the forever and beautiful sky.
  • The name's Rocket. Rocket Raccoon.
  • You didn't want to make things perfect. You just hated the way things were.



The High Evolutionary

  • I created you lot as merely an aesthetic experiment; beautiful numbskulls. But your egos have run wild.
  • Find 89P13 and return it to me, or I will destroy your entire civilization, as is my right as your maker!
  • I'm not trying to conquer the universe. I'm perfecting it.
  • BUT, BUT, BUT, BUT, BUT, BUT!!! That rancid word.
  • [mimics Rocket crying] All right, P13! You win the crying contest. Now back in the cage.
  • They will die unless you BRING ME WHAT IS MINE!!!
  • Look what you done to me! For what? All I wanted to do, was to make things perfect.

Adam Warlock

  • Who threw this thing at me?! Baby.
  • Yes! There's something wrong with me! I was stabbed, you extraordinary phallus!
  • It looks sad. I really don't enjoy how that's making me feel, actually.
  • I am the Warlock, mum, and I am done with being ordered around!


  • Mantis: Don't forget where we came from.
  • Groot: I love you guys.
  • Gamora: What are you so afraid of in yourself that I need to be something for you?! I don't give a shit about your Gamora. LIFE MADE ME ME!
  • Mantis: [yelling loudly] EXPLAINING IT, DICKHEAD!
  • Lylla: [last words before her death] Sky...


[first lines]
Mantis: Come on, Drax. Dance.
Drax: Only idiots dance.

[Rocket enters the bar, drunk Quill notices Rocket carrying his Zune in his hand]
Peter Quill: [drunkenly] Hey! Uh-uh! No! [gets up] I told you a million times, you keep your grimy raccoon hands off my Zune! [snatches his Zune from Rocket]
Rocket: [gets a milk drink from the fridge] I told you a million times, I'm not a damn raccoon.
[Quill faints, Rocket sips his milk drink]

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

Peter Quill: Why are we always getting involved in everyone else’s troubles?
Rocket: Because we’re the freaking Guardians of the Galaxy.

Peter Quill: And I miss you, so much. And maybe if you open yourself up to it, there’s a possibility.
Gamora: I don’t think so, Quinn.
Peter Quill: Quill.
Gamora: Quill. I don’t think so.
Peter Quill: But what I’m trying to say is…
Mantis: Peter, you know this is an open line, right?
Peter Quill: What?
Mantis: We’re listening to everything you’re saying.
Drax: And it is painful.
Peter Quill: And you’re just telling me now?!
Mantis: We were hoping it would stop on its own.

Ayesha: You removed Adam from his cocoon early, My Leige. He is still a child.
The High Evolutionary: No, there is something wrong with him even outside all that.
Adam: Yes, there's something wrong with me! I was stabbed, you extraordinary phallus--!

Lylla: When sire moves us to the new world, we’re going to need names. I mean, 89Q12, it’s not really a name. So, I would like my name to be Lylla.
Rocket: That’s a pretty name, Lylla.
Lylla: Thank you.

The High Evolutionary: I visited your planet many years ago.
Peter Quill: Earth hasn’t been my planet in a long time.
The High Evolutionary: Your people had wonderful spirit. The art, and music, and literature were some of the finest in the universe. Earth would be a fabulous place where it not for the ignorance and bigotry.
Peter Quill: Okay.
The High Evolutionary: It inspired me to create Counter-Earth.
Peter Quill: [exasperated] I don’t care!
The High Evolutionary: All of the good and none of the bad.
Peter Quill: I don't need to hear another speech by some impotent whack-job whose mother didn't love him rationalizing why he needs to conquer the universe!

Peter Quill: [as Nebula tries to open the car door] Push down on it!
Nebula: What?
Peter Quill: Push it down.
Nebula: I am pushing down on it.
Peter Quill: Push the button. It looks like you’re pushing the keyhole.
Nebula: The what?
Peter Quill: There’s a button under the handle! Press that in.
Nebula: Okay. Now what?
Peter Quill: Open the fucking door!
Nebula: [as she opens the door] That is a stupid design. And your instructions were very unclear.

Mantis: [arguing with Nebula] I know you need to find fault in everyone else to make yourself feel okay... so find it in me!
Mantis: But you don't have the right to push him (Drax)! [near tears] It's not his fault he's stupid!
[Drax looks hurt by Mantis' statement.]
Nebula: He's a liability.
Mantis: He makes us laugh and he loves us! How is that a liability?? All you care about is INTELLIGENCE and... and COMPETENCE!
Drax: Not sure I appreciate this defense...
Mantis: He has sadness... but he's the only one of you who doesn't hate himself. So I don't care if he's stupid.
Drax: ...You think I'm stupid?
Mantis: [beat] Yes.

The High Evolutionary: YOU! [violently and aggressively throws Rocket across the room] You thought you could escape me?! NO! [violently and aggressively throws him up the ceiling] You think you have some worth in and of yourself without me?! NO! YOU ARE AN ABOMINATION!!! NOTHING MORE THAN A STEP ON MY PATH, YOU FREAKISH LITTLE MONSTER!! HOW DARE YOU THINK YOU ARE MORE, 8-9-P-1-3?!!!
Rocket: [breaks free and draws his gun] The name's Rocket. Rocket Raccoon. [shoots the High Evolutionary]

Drax: [after Gamora peels off the High Evolutionary's mask as he falls on his back, revealing his disfigured face] His face came off!
Rocket: It's a mask.
The High Evolutionary: Look what you did to me! For what? All I wanted to do was to make things perfect.
Rocket: You didn't want to make things perfect. You just hated the way things were.

[last lines; Quill is having breakfast with his grandfather he reunited with]
Peter Quill: I mean, if she needs help mowing her lawn, I'll do it, but I kinda feel like her son should help. He's gonna sit on the porch and watch me do it. Like he's a 45-year-old man, able-bodied, and I'm mowing his lawn. It just feels weird.
Jason Quill: Don't get me started.
Peter Quill: Oh, really? Now I kind of want to know.

Ending tags

  • The legendary Star-Lord will return.