Drax the Destroyer: Woman. Your words mean nothing to me!
Peter Quill: Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Rocket Raccoon: Oh crap.
Peter Quill: Ya know, if killing Ronan is truly your sole purpose I don’t think this is the best way to go about it.
Drax the Destroyer: Are you not the man this wench attempted to kill?
Peter Quill: Well, I mean she’s hardly the first woman who tried an’ do that to me. Look, this is like from a smokin’ hot Rajak girl. ‘Stabbed me with a fork, didn’t like me skippin’ out on her at sunrise. I got right here, a Kree girl tried to rip out my thorax. She caught me with a skinny little A'askavariian who worked in Nova records. I was tryin’ to get information. ‘Ever see an A'askavariian? They got tentacles and needles for teeth. Ya think I’m seriously interested in that, then y-…you don’t care. Well here’s the point. She betrayed Ronan. He’s comin’ back for her. And when he does, that’s when you…
Drax the Destroyer: Why would I put my finger on his throat?
Peter Quill: What? …oh, no that’s a symbol. This, this is a symbol, for you slicing his throat.
Gamora: I would not slice his throat. I would cut his head clean off.
Peter Quill: It’s a general expression for you killing somebody. You’ve heard o’ this? You’ve seen this right? You know what that is.
Gamora: I'm a warrior, and an assassin. I do not dance.
Peter Quill: Really? Well, on my planet, there’s a legend about people like you. It's called Footloose. And in it, a great hero, named Kevin Bacon, teaches an entire city full of people with sticks up their butts that, dancing, well, it’s the greatest thing there is.