Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (2023) Best Movie Quotes

Starring: Chris Pratt, Zoe Saldaña, Dave Bautista, Karen Gillan, Pom Klementieff, Vin Diesel, Bradley Cooper, Will Poulter, Elizabeth Debicki, Sylvester Stallone, Sean Gunn

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MCU superhero action adventure comedy sequel written and directed by James Gunn. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (2023) follows Peter Quill (Chris Pratt), who still reeling from the loss of Gamora, must rally his team around him to defend the universe and protect one of their own. A mission that, if not successful, could mean the end of the Guardians.

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'Someday, I'm going to make great machines that fly, and me and my friends are going to go flying together into the forever and beautiful sky.' - Rocket (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

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Mantis: Come on, Drax. Dance.
Drax: Only idiots dance.

Rocket: So, what are you going to do about Quill?
Nebula: Me? Why not you?
Rocket: I got emotionalistical issues. What am I going to do?

Mantis: It is wrong to manipulate the feelings of friends.
Drax: What about that time you made me fall in love with my sock?
Mantis: Well, that was funny.

Mantis: [referring to Adam] Who is that maniac?
Rocket: Some super douche with ray gun hands. I don’t fricking know.

'It really is good to have friends.' - Lylla (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Drax: And kill anyone who gets in our way!
Peter Quill: 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.

Ayesha: I tried to warn you, High Evolutionary. These Guardians are more powerful than you think.
The High Evolutionary: Or perhaps you simply overestimate your own value, High Priestess. No doubt a flaw of some type in my own design. I created you lot as merely an aesthetic experiment. Beautiful numbskulls. But your egos have run wild.

The High Evolutionary: And this one was meant to be the Warlock, the apogee of their people.
Ayesha: You removed Adam from his cocoon early, my liege. He’s still a child.
The High Evolutionary: No, there’s something wrong with him even outside all that.
Adam Warlock: Yes, there’s something wrong with me! I was stabbed, you extraordinary phallus!

Peter Quill: [referring to Gamora] She calls me Star-Lord when she’s mad at me.
Mantis: She’s always mad.

'I'm not some fricking Infinity Stone scientist. Just some dumba** Earth dude who met a girl, fell in love. That girl died. And then came back a total d**k.' - Peter Quill (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Peter Quill: Everyone around me dies. My mother, Yondu, Gamora.
Mantis: Gamora isn’t dead.
Drax: She is to us.

Mantis: You had family on Earth, and you never wanted to go back to see them?
Peter Quill: No, you’re my sister. That’s all the family I want or need.

Peter Quill: People on Earth die when they’re like fifty.
Mantis: They die when they’re fifty?
Peter Quill: I don’t know. Something like that.
Mantis: What’s even the point of being born?
Peter Quill: Exactly!
Mantis: Are you about to die?
Peter Quill: I’m not fifty!

Stakar Ogord: OrgoCorp uniforms. You’re going to have to wear these to move through the Orgo without attracting attention.
Drax: This isn’t my color.
Stakar Ogord: What did you say?
Drax: It clashes with my eyes.

'Trap isn't a trap if you know the trap is trying to trap you. It's a face-off.' - Peter Quill (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Peter Quill: Never pictured you as the Ravager type.
Gamora: Who are you again?
Peter Quill: Oh, man.

The High Evolutionary: “Be not as you are, but as you should be.”

The High Evolutionary: We have but a single quest, to create the perfect species and the perfect society.

The High Evolutionary: A utopia can’t have its denizens murdering one another, can it?
Baby Rocket: It can’ts.

Peter Quill: I know you don’t remember any of it. You were everything to me. 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?!
Nebula: We were hoping it would stop on its own.

'Better universes generally don't include a bunch of octopuses selling meth to guys with cockroach heads.' - Peter Quill (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Nebula: Blue is the open line for everyone.
Mantis: Orange is for blue.
Peter Quill: What?!
Mantis: Black is for orange. Yellow is for green. Green is for red. And red is for yellow.
Drax: No. Yellow is for yellow. Green is for red. Red is for green.
Mantis: I don’t think so.
Drax: Try it then.
Mantis: [pushes the button and yells, affecting Peter] Hello! You were right.
Peter Quill: How the hell am I supposed to know all of that?
Drax: Seems intuitive.

Master Karja: I mean, you want to talk about a sweet ride? The acceleration will crush your spine. It’s got that brand-new fusalix core. You know what I’m talking about?
The Boss’s Nephew: Oh, yeah.
Master Karja: Really? Because I just made that up.

Drax: I mean, can’t you see these authentic mechanic uniforms that we’re wearing on our bodies? That blend in with some of our skin-tones better than others?

Master Karja: I swear I’m going to throttle him. I’m going to go to jail for murder. I am.

'My beloved raccoon. This story has been yours all along, you just didn't know it.' - Lylla (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Nebula: Dammit, Mantis, why don’t you ever think?
Drax: Are we pretending to be angry again? Mantis, you a**hole!

Bletelsnort: What was your name again?
Drax: Drax the Destroyer.
Bletelsnort: Oh. That is such a lovely name.

Peter Quill: Alright. I’ll handle this one.
Gamora: How?
Peter Quill: Pure Star-Lord charm. I’m excited for you that you get to see this again for the first time.

Peter Quill: Hi, my name’s Patrick Swayze. I’ve been noticing you for quite a while, and the way that you smile to yourself when you think nobody is looking, it makes my every day a bit brighter.
Gamora: [points her weapon at Ura] We need your hand. And it’s your choice whether it’s on your body or not!
Peter Quill: What are you doing?
Gamora: She was never going to fall for that.
Peter Quill: Dude, she was totally into me, man!
Ura: I kind of thought you were a douchebag.

Peter Quill: Old you would have never done this. You had a purpose higher than yourself. A calling to help people.
Gamora: Give me a break.
Peter Quill: That’s why you left Thanos and formed the Guardians.
Gamora: Except, I didn’t form the Guardians. And I barely left Thanos.

'Everyone deserves a second chance.' - Drax (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Gamora: Whoever it was that you were in love with, it wasn’t me. It sounds more like her.
Peter Quill: Her?
Nebula: What?
Peter Quill: That’s ridiculous! Don’t even…
Nebula: Do not bring me into this.

Nebula: Don’t look at me like a lost puppy needing a soft place to lie down.
Peter Quill: I didn’t say anything! I just never noticed how black your eyes were.
Nebula: They were replaced by my father as a method of torture.
Peter Quill: He picked a pretty set.

Mantis: Drax, we should make a run for it.
Drax: Or we could fight.
Mantis: Run.
Drax: Fight.
Mantis: Run!
Drax: Fight!

'You weren't born to be a destroyer. You were born to be a dad.' - Nebula (Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) Share on X

Gamora: I got a plan.
Peter Quill: What is it?
Gamora: Everybody, lower your weapons, or I blow this woman’s brains out!
Peter Quill: That’s the plan?

Gamora: Let’s kill that one that looks like a carrot to show we mean business.
Peter Quill: God! Past Gamora is just mean!
Nebula: She was always like that, and yet, I was the bad guy. We are not killing anyone!

Peter Quill: We paid her to help us get in and get out. You’d think that’d mean, “Oh, I’m going to help you do it in a way that no one knows it’s happening.” But no! What she means is, “I’m going to shoot people. Threaten people’s lives!”
Gamora: Shut up!

Peter Quill: And I know you’re probably asking, why would I trust her? Well, that’s a good question. The answer is, we used to be in love. Yeah. She was my girlfriend, only she doesn’t remember it, because it wasn’t her. Because her dad threw her off a magic cliff and she died. And then I lost my temper and nearly destroyed half the universe. Then she came back, out of the past. And there she is. Everyone else who died in the past stayed dead. Not her. Why? Was it the magic cliff? I don’t know. I’m not some fricking Infinity Stone scientist. Just some dumba** Earth dude who met a girl, fell in love. That girl died. And then came back a total d**k.
Nebula: He left out some important information. But that is the gist of it.

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Gamora: [to Peter] They’re corporate shills, you idiot. They’re not going to listen to you.

Teefs: I have been thinking.
Rocket: About what?
Teefs: Oh, nothing in particular. But I thought, since you guys are my closest friends, and my only friends, you might be interested in knowing that I have been thinking.

Teefs: I think my name shall be Teefs, because although we all do have them, mine are definitely the most prominent.

Floor: Me be called Floor, because me is lying on floor.
Lylla: You’re lying on a floor, so your name is Floor?
Floor: Yes!
Teefs: Floor.

Rocket: Someday, I’m going to make great machines that fly, and me and my friends are going to go flying together into the forever and beautiful sky. Lylla, and Teefs, and Floor, and me. Rocket.
Floor: Rocket.
Lylla: It really is good to have friends.
Rocket: Yeah.

Groot: I am Groot.
Nebula: Yes.
Gamora: Yes, what? That he’s Groot?

Peter Quill: Trap isn’t a trap if you know the trap is trying to trap you. It’s a face-off.
Gamora: A face-off is a trap if you’re facing off against a guy a thousand times more powerful than you.

Gamora: Do you know who the High Evolutionary is?
Peter Quill: Yeah. He’s some d**khead who dissected my best friend.
Drax: Second best.

Peter Quill: I’m a damn Ravager. You aren’t. Listen, I know you were always looking for a family. Okay? But my Gamora, the one I loved, she didn’t find it with a group of criminals. She found it with us. People who care about you. I know that’s who you still are. Somewhere inside of you.

Gamora: [to Peter] What are you so afraid of in your self that I need to be something for you? I don’t give a s**t about your Gamora. Life made me me!
Nebula: I have a few upgrades courtesy of that gutted badger in the Med-Bay, and we are not risking his life to make yours more convenient.
Gamora: I’m family.
Nebula: So is he.

Ayesha: I said show him we mean business, not disintegrate him!
Adam Warlock: What more business could we have shown him?
Ayesha: But now he’s of no use to us!

Master Karja: [to Ayesha, referring to Adam] Your friend’s a moron. I got one of those too. I get it.

Drax: Quill, life is a pond, and you’ve spent your entire life leaping from woman to woman as if they’re lily pads upon this great pond. Perhaps, what you need to do, Quill, is learn to swim.
Peter Quill: That actually made sense.
Drax: Yes, it made sense.
Peter Quill: No, I mean, that’s sort of an analogy. And I didn’t know that you were capable of that type of thought.

Drax: I know lots of analogies, Quill. Analogies, metaphors, et cetera. For instance, Gamora’s head is like lily pad because it is green. Analogy. And also stupid-looking and flappy.
Peter Quill: Flappy?
Drax: Because her skin is made of a leaf. Metaphor.
Peter Quill: Is it?
Drax: Yesterday, I made a poop shaped like a fish. Even my butt is capable of making an analogy.

Nebula: Drax, sit up.
Drax: [referring to the couch] That’s what it’s here for!
Peter Quill: Drax, it isn’t. It’s made for people to sit shoulder to shoulder right next to each other. Get your boots off her pillows.
Drax: I find it hard to believe it doesn’t have multiple purposes!
Peter Quill: I’m sorry. My friend is a dumba**.

Peter Quill: [as Nebula tries to open the car door] 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 f***king door.
Nebula: [as she opens the door] That is a stupid design. And your instructions were very unclear.

Peter Quill: I was eight years-old when I left Earth! Okay? Why would I know any more about driving one of these things than you do? Don’t see you volunteering.
Nebula: You want me to drive?
Peter Quill: No!
Nebula: I’ll drive.
Peter Quill: I don’t want you to drive. I got this.

Drax: I got a bad feeling about this.
Mantis: Peter just told you to stay here.
Drax: Yeah, well, that’s his fault. He should know by now that I never do anything that anyone ever tells me.

The High Evolutionary: I learn my lessons. I aim some small parts of my mental capacity back in my own direction, and now, gravity itself serves my whims.

The High Evolutionary: 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: I don’t care.
The High Evolutionary: All of the good and none of the bad.

Peter Quill: I don’t need another speech by some impotent whack job whose mother didn’t love him, rationalizing why he needs to conquer the universe.
The High Evolutionary: I’m not trying to conquer the universe. I’m perfecting it.

Groot: I am Groot.
Peter Quill: He says, “Suck my…”

The High Evolutionary: Anything I’ve done, I’ve done for the betterment of the universe.
Peter Quill: Newsflash, Einstein. Better universes generally don’t include a bunch of octopuses selling meth to guys with cockroach heads.

War Pig: We’re working for the same boss.
Adam Warlock: Yes, but I need the credit, chum, to save my entire civilization. So be a good creepy thing and back off.

The High Evolutionary: Quite a novel escape plan, jumping headfirst into an exploding planet.

Nebula: [to Drax] When are you going to stop using the excuse of being some big dumb clown for contributing nothing, and the rest of us having to carry your slack!

Nebula: [to Mantis] The only thing we can count on you for is when someone shows weakness, you’ll be right there to support it.

Mantis: [referring to Drax] You don’t have the right to push him! It’s not his fault he’s stupid.
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 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: Yes.

Rocket: I let you down. I got you killed. I got everybody killed.
Lylla: We were right. The sky is beautiful, and it is forever. And I’ve been flying with our friends.
Rocket: Can I come?
Lylla: Yes.

Peter Quill: [referring to Rocket] I’m not going to lose him.
Gamora: He’s gone.
Peter Quill: I’m not letting him go!

Lylla: You still have a purpose here.
Rocket: A purpose for what? They made us for nothing. Just stupid experiments to be thrown away.
Lylla: There are the hands that made us, and then there are the hands that guide the hands.

Lylla: My beloved raccoon. This story has been yours all along, you just didn’t know it.
Rocket: I’m not a raccoon.

Peter Quill: Why are you on the ship?
Nebula: To save you, obviously.
Peter Quill: No, I told you to go back. You got to know by now I always figure out an incredibly clever way to get out of a fix.

Nebula: [to Drax] Pay attention, or play with the kids. One or the other.

Mantis: [to Peter] Jumping a thousand feet to your death without a parachute is a clever way of getting out of a fix?

Gamora: [referring to Groot] You’re all just making up stuff that he’s saying, right?

Mantis: Rocket, we love you very much, and we’re happy you’re alive.
Rocket: Well, that makes you the idiots then.
The High Evolutionary: He’s right about that.

The High Evolutionary: They will die unless you bring me what is mine!
Peter Quill: Screw you, you stretch-faced, RoboCop looking, Skeletor want to be, purple-nurple piece of… He hung up.
Gamora: You think?

Cosmo: One thing even mudak Soviets never do is call me bad dog.
Howard the Duck: Oh, my God! Could you just let it go?
Broker: Kraglin, please, just take it back. This is killing us.
Kraglin: I can’t take it back, if she is, in fact, a bad dog.
Cosmo: Oh, it never stops hurting.

Peter Quill: We need to save Nebula, Mantis, and Drax, and we need your help.
Kraglin: Me?

Star Child: Joob joob?
Nebula: They know three fricking words, and two of them are “joob”.

Nebula: What the hell are you doing, Mantis?
Mantis: Explaining it, d**khead!

Nebula: Why didn’t you tell us you knew their language this whole time?
Drax: Why didn’t you ask?

Rocket: This could be futile, Quill. He’s too powerful.
Peter Quill: Well, then I guess we’ll die trying.
Rocket: What is “dying trying” going to accomplish?
Gamora: Or we can just give him the badger?
Rocket: Our thing is dying trying!

Groot: I am Groot.
Gamora: I know who you are already!

Gamora: [referring to Blurp] One more step and this weird thing gets it!
Adam Warlock: Don’t be rash.

Mantis: They eat batteries, not people. Maybe they’re just scared of what we are going to do to them.

Yondu: [to Kraglin] Use your heart, boy.

Kraglin: She’s a good dog.
Cosmo: I knew you believe I am good dog.

The High Evolutionary: There is no God! That’s why I stepped in!

Drax: And we need to be good joob joob.
Peter Quill: Huh?
Drax: It means friends.

Rocket: I’m done running.

Mantis: [to Lamb-Shank] I was screaming at something scary behind you, not you. You look really cool.

Adam Warlock: Why are you doing this? I tried to kill you.
Groot: I am Groot.
Drax: He says, “Everyone deserves a second chance.”

The High Evolutionary: You are an abomination! Nothing more than a step on my path, you freakish little monster! How dare you think you are more, 89P13?
Rocket: The name’s Rocket. Rocket Raccoon.

The High Evolutionary: All I wanted to do was to make things perfect.
Rocket: You didn’t want to make things perfect. You just hated things the way they are.

Drax: [as Rocket refuses to kill The High Evolutionary] Why?
Rocket: Because I’m a freaking Guardian of the Galaxy.

Peter Quill: [after he nearly dies] Did that look cool?

Groot: I am Groot.
Gamora: Yeah. It was good working with you too.

Gamora: You know, I’m still not who you want me to be.
Peter Quill: I know. But who you are ain’t so bad.

Gamora: I bet we were fun.
Peter Quill: Like you wouldn’t believe.

Rocket: So, you’re going to leave?
Peter Quill: My mother died in front of me when I was eight years-old, and I have been running ever since. I’m going to need to take some time and learn how to swim.

Mantis: I need to go out and discover what I want.
Drax: I’ll come with you.
Mantis: No, Drax. That’s the whole point.
Drax: But you need someone to protect you.
Mantis: I don’t.
Drax: Not in a bad way. Just because of your incredible weakness.
Mantis: Oh, my gosh. You’re so frustrating!

Nebula: [to Drax] Today, I saw who you are. You weren’t born to be a destroyer. You were born to be a dad.

Rocket: So, that’s it? The group’s over?
Peter Quill: No. Well, the Galaxy still needs its Guardians. And you will make a better leader than I ever was, Captain.

Groot: I love you, guys.

Rocket: [mid-credits lines] Okay. How about your favorite musical act? Phyla, you first.
Phyla: Britney Spears and Korn.
Rocket: Good choices.
Kraglin: I got to go with the man. Garth Brooks.
Cosmo: The Carpenters do not have a single bad song.
Adam Warlock: Adrian Belew. Both solo and his work with King Crimson. What about you, Captain?
Rocket: This one’s kind of special.
[he puts on Come And Get Your Love by Redbone]

Cosmo: On your word, Kapitan.
Rocket: [pauses] Word.

Peter Quill: [post-credits lines, as they’re having breakfast] I mean, if she needs help mowing her lawn, I’ll do it. But I kind of feel like her son should help. He’s going to sit on the porch and watch me do it. Like he’s a forty-five year-old man, able-bodied, and I’m mowing his lawn. It just feels weird.
Grandpa Quill: Don’t get me started.
Peter Quill: Oh, really? Now I kind of want to know.

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