Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2
Writers: James Gunn, Dan Abnett
Director: James Gunn
Release: May 5, 2017
Tagline(s): This summer, the galaxy won’t save itself.
Anyone can save the galaxy once.
You only get one chance to save the galaxy twice.
Producer: Kevin Feige
Executive Producer(s): Victoria Alonso, Louis D’Esposito, Nikolas Korda, Stan Lee, Jonathan Schwartz
Associate Producer: Simon Hatt
Co-Producer(s): David J. Grant, Lars P. Winther
Stars/Actors: Chris Pratt, Zoe Saldana, Dave Bautista, Vin Deisel, Bradley Cooper, Lee Pace, Michael Rooker, Karen Gillan, Pom Klementieff, Sylvester Stallone, Kurt Russell, Sean Gunn, Steve Agee, Seth Green
Music by: Tyler Bates
Production Company: Marvel Studios
Genre(s): Action, Adventure, Comedy
Runtime: 136 minutes
Based On: Guardians of the Galaxy Comic Books
Synopsis: The Guardians struggle to keep together as a team while dealing with their personal family issues, notably Star-Lord’s encounter with his father the ambitious celestial being Ego.
Declassified by Agent Palmer: Marvel deserves a commendation for “balance” within Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2
Quotes and Lines
Peter Quill: You look like Mary Poppins.
Yondu: Is he cool?
Peter Quill: Hell yeah, he’s cool.
Yondu: I’m Mary Poppins, y’all!
Yondu: He may have been your father, boy, but he wasn’t your daddy.
Mantis: It’s beautiful.
Drax: It is. And so are you.
Drax: On the inside.
Peter Quill: You shouldn’t have killed my mom and squished my Walkman.
Drax: [to Quill] There are two types of beings in the universe, those who dance, and those who do not.
Rocket: Does anybody have any tape out there? I wanna put some tape over the death button.
Peter Quill: I don’t have any tape. Let me check. Yo, Yondu, do you have any. Ow! Do you have any tape?… Gamora? Do you have any tape? Tape! Ah, never mind. Ow! Drax, do you have any tape? Yes, Scotch tape would work… Then why did you ask me if Scotch tape would work, if you don’t have any? Nobody has any tape!
Rocket: Not a single person has tape?
Peter Quill: Nope!
Rocket: Did you ask Nebula?
Peter Quill: Yes!
Rocket: Are you sure?
Peter Quill: I asked Yondu and she was sitting right next to him.
Rocket: I knew you were lying!
Peter Quill: You have priceless batteries and an atomic bomb in your bag. If anybody’s gonna have tape, it’s *you*!
Rocket: That’s exactly my point! I have to do everything!
Peter Quill: You are wasting a lot of time here!
Rocket: We’re all gonna die.
Kraglin: What are you gonna do with your share?
Nebula: As a child, my father would have Gamora and me battle one another in training. Every time my sister prevailed… my father would replace a piece of me with machinery, claiming he wanted me to be her equal. But she won… again and again, and again, never once refraining. So after I murder my sister, I will buy a warship with every conceivable instrument of death. I will hunt my father like a dog, and I will tear him apart slowly… piece by piece, until he knows some semblance of the profound and unceasing pain I knew every single day.
Kraglin: Yeah… I was talking about, like, a pretty necklace. Or a nice hat. You know. Something to make the other girls go “Ooh, that’s nice.”
Rocket: So, we’re saving the galaxy, again?
Peter Quill: I guess.
Rocket: Awesome! We’re really gonna be able to jack up our prices if we’re two-time galaxy savers.
Ego: You can do anything you want.
Peter Quill: I’m gonna make some weird shit.
Peter Quill: What is it?
Kraglin: It’s called a Zune. It’s what everybody’s listening to on Earth nowadays.
The Form of David Hasselhoff: In times of hardship, just remember: We. Are. Groot.
Ego: Listen to me! You are a god. If you kill me, you’ll be just like everybody else!
Peter Quill: What’s so wrong with that?
Rocket: All right, first you flick this switch, then this switch. That activates it. Then you push this button, which will give you five minutes to get out of there. Now, whatever you do, don’t push *this* button, because that will set off the bomb immediately and we’ll all be dead. Now, repeat back what I just said.
Groot: I am Groot.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: That’s right.
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: No! No, that’s the button that will kill everyone! Try again.
Groot: Hmm. I am Groot.
Groot: I am Groot?
Groot: I am Groot.
Rocket: No! That’s exactly what you just said! How is that even possible? Which button is the button you’re supposed to push? Point to it.
Peter Quill: I told Gamora how when I was a kid I used to pretend David Hasselhoff was my dad. He’s a singer and actor from Earth, really famous guy. Earlier, it struck me… Yondu didn’t have a talking car, but he did have a flying arrow. He didn’t have the beautiful voice of an angel, but he did have the whistle of one. Both Yondu and David Hasselhoff went on kick-ass adventures and hooked up with hot women, and fought robots… I guess David Hasselhoff did kind of end up being my dad after all. Only it was you, Yondu. I had a pretty cool dad. What I’m trying to say here is… sometimes that *thing* you’re searching for your whole life… is right there by your side all along. And you don’t even know it.
Nebula: Look at you, a Garden of the Galaxy!
Gamora: It’s Guardian! Why would I be a Garden of the Galaxy?
Yondu: You like a professional asshole or what?
Rocket: Pretty much a pro.
Nebula: All any of you do is yell at each other. You’re not friends.
Drax: You’re right… We’re family.
Drax: How did you get to this weird dumb planet?
Mantis: Ego found me in my larva state. Orphaned on my home world. He raised me by hand, and kept me as his own.
Drax: So you’re a pet.
Mantis: I suppose.
Drax: People usually want cute pets. Why would Ego want such a hideous one?
Mantis: I am hideous?
Drax: You are horrifying to look at. Yes. Bu-But that’s a good thing.
Drax: When you’re ugly, and someone loves you, you know they love you for who you are… Beautiful people never know who to trust.
Mantis: Well, then I’m certainly grateful to be ugly.
Yondu: [to Peter] I’m sorry I didn’t do none of it right, but I’m damn proud you’re my boy.
Mantis: If I touch someone, I can feel their feelings.
Peter Quill: You read minds?
Mantis: No. Telepaths know thoughts. Empaths feel feelings. Emotions.
Yondu: You can fool yourself and everyone else, but you can’t fool me. I know who you are.
Rocket: You don’t know anything about me, loser.
Yondu: I know everything about you. I know you play like you’re the meanest and the hardest but actually you’re the most scared of all.
Rocket: Shut up!
Yondu: I know you steal batteries you don’t need and you push away anyone who’s willing to put up with you ’cause just a little bit of love reminds you of how big and empty that hole inside you actually is.
Rocket: I said shut up!
Yondu: I know them scientists what made you, never gave a rat’s ass about you!
Rocket: I’m serious, dude!
Yondu: Just like my own damn parents who sold me, their own little baby, into slavery. I know who you are, boy. Because you’re me!
Rocket: …What kind of a pair are we?
Yondu: The kind that’s about to go fight a planet, I reckon.
Rocket: All right, okay! Good, that’s… Wait. Fight a what?
Ayesha: That, my child, is the next step in our evolution. More powerful, more beautiful, more capable of *destroying* the Guardians of the Galaxy. I think I shall call him… Adam.
Yondu: This is gonna hurt!
Nebula: Promises, promises.
Gamora: You own a planet and can destroy two dozen spaceships without a suit. What are you exactly?
Ego: I’m what’s called a Celestial, sweetheart.
Ayesha: Every citizen is born exactly as designed by the community. Impeccable, both physically and mentally. We control the DNA of our progeny, germinating them in birthing pods.
Peter Quill: I guess I prefer to make people the old-fashioned way.
Ayesha: Well, Perhaps someday, you could give me a history lesson in the archaic ways of our ancestors. For academic purposes.
Stakar Ogord: [to Yondu] If you think… I take pleasure… in exiling you… you’re wrong. You broke all our hearts.
Gamora: What was that story you told me about Zardu Hasselfrau?
Peter Quill: Who?
Gamora: He owned a magic boat?
Peter Quill: David Hasselhoff?
Peter Quill: Not a magic boat. A talking car.
Gamora: Why did he talk again?
Peter Quill: To help him fight crime, and to be supportive!
Peter Quill: I thought your thing was a sword?
Gamora: We’ve been hired to stop an inter-dimensional beast from feeding on those batteries and I’m going to stop it with a sword?
Peter Quill: It’s just… swords were your thing and guns were mine, but… I guess we’re both doing guns now. I just didn’t know that.