Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast.
I’m going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.
My father would tell the story of impregnating my mother every winter solstice.
I’m not a dude. I’m a man.
I am Groot.
I have sensitive nipples.
When you’re ugly and someone loves you, you know they love you for who you are.
I may be new to this whole Guardians of the Galaxy thing, but I think we’re supposed to be saving the galaxy.
Metaphors go over his head.
I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you’ve accepted me despite my blunders.
You’re an honorable man, Quill, I will fight beside you.
I just saw a little girl kill three men. Trust me, she’s not innocent.
We’re just like Kevin Bacon!
Do me a favor, and take that stick out of your ass, you’re going to poke an eye out.
I like your knife, I’m keeping it.
You said it yourself, bitch, we’re the Guardians of the Galaxy.
You cannot fight me, we are connected.
We’re like the Beatles and I’m Ringo.
I will undoubtedly die distracted.
I tried to ignore you, but you’re interfering with my distractions.
There are two types of beings in the universe: those who dance, and those who do not.
Do not call me a thesaurus.
You’ve copied my beard!
I’m not good at this emotion thing.
I need you to take these sticks and pretend to be me.
You have the bearing of a man of honor, Quill. I will fight beside you.
He’s not a dude. You’re a dude. This is a man. A handsome, muscular man.
Ha! Those fools. They let a prisoner out into the open air.
You are a disappointment to me.
I like your plan, except it sucks. Let me make another plan, and we can do that instead.
I’m sorry, I didn’t know how this machine worked!
I am Groot.
I am Groot.
I am Groot.
I am Groot.
I am Groot.
I am Groot.
Meet my friends: Knife, Bat, and Arrow.
Let’s kill some people!
I’m going to put some tape over the death button.
This green whore. Your obsession with it has clouded your judgment.
It’s not ripe. Tastes terrible.
You hate me because I’m beautiful.
If I had a black light, this place would look like a Jackson Pollock painting.
Clearly, you’re the brains and muscle behind this operation.
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