I thought you said you could outrun them.
- Have they caught us yet? - Not yet.
Listen up good, Quill, I want want you stole from us.
Yeah, give us back... hey, wait,
is he talking about that thing that we stole from someone else?
Yeah, the Build Stone.
Whoever has it can build amazing and powerful stuff,
anything they can imagine!
We's gonna sell it, Taserface, and make all kinds of units.
You hear me, Quill?
Oh, if these guys hit my ship one more time...
Hold on to that Build Stone, Rocket.
I got it, I got it!
All right, let's see what this baby can do.
Oh yeah, maybe this'll slow 'em down.
Why does this keep happening to me?
I'm gonna blast you out of the sky, boyo,
and then stop by Earth for my favorite barbecue sauce
so my crew can eat ya.
It's all about eating with Yondu. Hang on!
- Do something, Quill. - I'm working on it!
Trying to keep my ship in one piece right now.
We can't let him get this thing, right, Groot?
- You're just a potted plant. - We gotta get it to the Avengers.
They'll know what to do with it, but right now
I know the perfect thing to shake Yondu off our tail.
Oh, no, no, no, stop it, Quill.
You know I get space-sick.
Whoa!
Who's got no thumbs and is the best pilot you ever saw?
- That's right, this guy. - Quill, look out!
- Thieves! - Ronan.
Why are you so accusey, Ronan?
It's my name, Ronan the Accuser.
Also I'm pretty good at destruction and mayhem.
That's my real passion.
Ah, dumb, cheap portal remote!
You couldn't have sprung for a new model?
I accuse you of being bad with technology, Nebula.
And I accuse you of being a micromanager.
Give me the Build Stone that Yondu stole from me
that you stole from Yondu.
We can't give that blue-faced clown this thing!
I could build all sorts of cool weapons with it.
You always wanna build cool weapons.
Hey, I didn't hear you complaining when I made you
that can opener/laser cannon/toenail clipper.
I did complain, it almost took my toes off!
- I am Groot! - I said I didn't hear you!
- We got company. - Oh, I see.
Now you're negotiating with Quill to buy
the Build Stone that I rightfully stole!
I need that thing to give to someone who has terrible plans for Earth.
Your failure negates our personal services contract.
Don't argue contract law with a Ravager.
- I'll, I'll... I'll eat ya! - Okay, just back it up.
- Take this outside? - Anytime, anywhere.
- Huh? - Huh?
Uh-oh.
I should not be allowed to have this!
Hey, you can't... wow, you grew up fast, didn't you?
No, no, no, no, don't play with that!
Whoa!
- Oh, man. - I am Groot.
Hey, no, don't push that, it's not a toy!
You got us in this mess, Quill.
- Now get us out! - Hey, I've got a plan.
Let's not let Ronan or Yondu anywhere near Earth
or this Build Stone.
How are we gonna do that, "Star-Lord?"
I said that while making air quotes, by the way.
Leave that to me.
And how will you... Are you crazy?!
That portal looks completely unstable.
Open another portal! Make it work, make it work!
Can't you see me mashing buttons here?
- You wanna try? Be my guest. - Oh!
Oh, great, the portal spit us out in the middle of nowhere.
Of course you would get us lost.
No, Gamora, look... we're in the middle of Knowhere.
Oh, wait, where are Drax, Rocket, and Groot?
Huh, must've lost 'em when we jumped through the portal.
Ah, I'm sure they're fine.
- Ah! - I am Groot!
I told you diving into that portal was a bad idea.
Ha, it was a totally awesome Star-Lord move!
Wha... All right, so maybe it wasn't my best idea.
They're fine!
Even if they ended up in the vacuum of deep space.
Nah, they're totally fine.
Oh, hey! Well, at least we still have the Build Stone.
We've gotta get this to the Avengers.
Maybe if we jam to the Triangulum System
and then take the 101 Space Express to Krylor.
Oh, you lack any sense of direction.
The A42 Toll space road straight to Centauri-IV
- is the best route. - What, are you kidding?
No, it'll be slammed with Centauri
going out for the four-day weekend.
I made it!
In your face, portal!
Ha, now that my forces are all here,
we can destroy the Guardians of the Galaxy and get the Build Stone.
Attack! Whoa-a-a-a!
No, look, just straight to Galador, hang a left and then we...
Great, he's going to strand us out here
- in the middle of Knowhere. - Nice, Gamora, that was my joke.
Whoa, ha-ha!
We need to split up, try to lose them in all the activity out here.
You fly, I'll draw some of them away.
That's lame, it'll never work.
And that's why they call me Star-Lord.
You're the only one who calls yourself that.
Ah. Well, then I should know.
Sorry, my bad!
Hey, Ronan the Complainer.
- Lookie what I got. - Agh!
Huh?
Hm.
- Hey! - Uh-oh.
Whoa!
Ha, will you look at that.
Gamora, remember that plan we talked about?
- Uh, no. - Oh, right, that makes sense
'cause I just made it up inside my brain.
Look, I'm gonna draw him towards me, hit the brakes,
and let Ronan fly past me into the portal.
Oh, it's foolproof.
It's not foolproof, it's not foolproof!
Oh, whoa!
You gotta be faster than...
Yondu, you came to save me!
- What? Hey! - Thanks, Quill!
Oh, that is so not cool!
Oh, really don't wanna get eaten by this thing.
Hey, right on time.
- Just like I planned. - You didn't plan that.
Yup, totally planned it, genius move.
A-ugh-a! That is so creepy.
- Okay, genius, now what? - Uh, this, follow me.
Ugh, I am so done with this guy.
Nebula, it's Ronan. I need you to open the portal again.
What do you mean it's not working? Get it fixed.
Call the IT department.
Hello, hello?
Ugh, I can't believe I have to build my ship again.
Come on, get it under control.
Not good, not good, not good!
Well, that wasn't so bad.
Oh boy, Star-Lord's gonna be star-mad that I dented his new ride.
I don't know where these go without the instructions.
- Quiet, Gamora. - Drax?
- There you are! - Shush!
I was transported here out of that strange portal we all passed through.
I do not think we all ended up in the same place.
Obviously.
I was destined to land here where I can attack
and destroy my ultimate opponent, Thanos.
- It is what I am good at, destroying. - That's a really bad idea, Drax.
Attack him and you'll be between a rock and a hard place.
- Yes, I am. - Ugh. Mr. Literal strikes again.
Who is that?
I wish to lay waste to everyone
and everything in the universe,
to turn all things to... dust.
Hm, but then no one will be left to worship me.
Okay, I'll destroy half the universe,
then get the other half to bow down to me.
Yes, I like that.
Thus I will build the BLT!
Hm, what are you looking at?
Time to check in with Ronan.
Hello? Oh hey, Thanos, what's up?
Where is my Build Stone?
Well, the one who calls himself Star-Lord stole it
from the Ravagers who stole it from me.
Then get it back!
Such foul villainy. I can no longer take it.
I must destroy him!
I... I will destroy you.
Not today! I will destroy you!
Now, you will see my finishing move.
I have a lot of time floating around here
to think of finishing moves.
Let him go, Dad! You never like any of my friends!
That's because your friends are pests!
You just had to attack him, didn't you?
Sometimes you are so hard-headed.
I am pretty sure my head is hard... all the time.
Hey, I think we got disconnected back there.
Must be bad reception, the middle of Knowhere!
No! Fools, you let them escape!
It's because this portal remote is a piece of junk.
Fine, fine, next time I won't buy the clearance model.
Find them and get me my Build Stone!
- What took you so long? - Ah, I have had a day.
I had to call customer service three times about this remote.
- And did that help? - No.
They outsource their tech support to Stark Industries
and I was talking to a robot, but no matter.
Where is the Build Stone?
Yeah, that was pretty tricky grabbing it from Quill at Knowhere.
And now that 50 million units we talked about?
All right, stay here, I'm gonna sneak closer.
- I am Groot? - Don't worry.
Just be careful around this soil. I don't like the color of it.
I am Groot.
Yes, Thanos intends to build a BLT with the Build Stone.
Thanos is building a BLT? Oh, I could totally go for one of those.
- What? - Hey!
Lookie who I found creeping through the woods.
That little beast! I accuse you of spying.
Good call, yeah, obviously!
Let's eat him, I bet he tastes like chicken.
Oh, that portal experience is the worst.
Okay, wait, what's happening here?
Taserface, are you trying to eat someone again?
I accuse you of being a party crasher!
Rather than accusing how about a-blasting?
Rocket, we gotta move!
Get me the Build Stone! Don't let them escape!
Quill, toss me the Build Stone!
I accuse them of hurting!
Gimme that, I got an idea.
- Oh! - Oh no!
All right, boy, time for you to pay
- for stealing from the Ravagers. - Yondu, come on.
I mean, didn't you always say I was like a son to you?
Eh, more like a nephew,
one that may or may not taste like chicken.
Oh, oh, maybe we could eat 'em both.
- Oh, again with the eating! - Winning, there's nothing quite like it.
Do whatever you want with these two.
There's still the matter of the, uh, well, the uh, 50 million units!
I... am...
Groot!
Our little twig grew up! I'm so proud of him.
Go get 'em, big guy!
- Run away! - Head for the portal!
- No, Yondu first! - What do you think you're doing?
I will not sit on your lap!
Move it, move it, go, go, go!
Yeah, good job, buddy.
- Oh boy! - Hey, calm down already. Groot?
Calm your mind, Groot. Feel your inner peace.
- What is she doing to him? - Hey, Mantis, nice to see you.
Shh, can't you see I am using
my empathic powers to calm his rage?
Yeah, Quill, can't you see that?
- I am Groot. - All better now.
I was out here communing with the forest
and suddenly sensed Groot's rage.
He got overloaded from the radioactive soil.
Must be gamma radiation. Surprised he didn't turn big and green.
- I am Groot. - We gotta get moving.
Ronan is taking the Build Stone to Thanos as we speak.
- Thanos, he's involved? - Isn't he always?
I've actually got a plan. You three take those ships.
We have to stop Ronan and Thanos.
- Whatever you need, Peter. - I am Groot.
You know, it was so much easier
to jam you into a ship when you were just a twig.
It's time to guard the galaxy.