Guardians of the Galaxy

A Really Weird Planet

We were thankful that someone was going to help us.

He went through and realized they were kind of like humans. The woman had a family, a husband, and a house filled with family pictures.

Mikey: It's a lot different than Knowhere.

Blake: Yeah, it is.

I assume she ordered her husband to turn the music off.

Peter: Yeah, yeah, sit. Let's sit. Okay.

We all sat at a dining room table.

The woman closed the blinds to not see the people who were looking at us. Drax just went to lay down on the sofa. Groot didn't like the look of it.

"I am Groot."

Drax: It's not rude. It's what it's here for.

Nebula: Drax, sit up! Idiot.

Blake: This is not our house. You can't do that in someone else's house.

Zoe: These people were nice enough to let us borrow their home. So be respectful.

Drax sighed and sat up.

Peter: Thank you.

He thanked the woman. And then the husband served us drinks.

Peter: (Loudly) Thank you.

Blake: Dude, I'm pretty he heard you.

Peter: Our friend... He's dying. Uh...

Nebula used her arm to show a hologram to show Rocket on his bed.

Peter: We love our friend. But he is dying.

Mantis pretended to choke with her tongue out.

Mikey: What are you doing?

Nebula: That's not dying, that's already dead. They'll think he's already dead.

Drax: They'll think we're on a quest for revenge.

Nebula: Drax, sit up.

Drax: That's what it's here for!

Peter: 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.

Blake: Drax, we're trying to be respectful, here.

Peter: I'm sorry. My friend is dumb.

Mantis tried translating but just looked weird.

Zoe: (Whispering) We are literally getting nowhere.

Blake: (Whispering) Just be patient.

Nebula: That's the same as your dying.

Mantis: Why do you criticize everything?

Drax: Well, why is it oblong, then?

Mantis: It was a totally different sound.

Nebula: No, it wasn't. (Grunts) Dying. (Grunts) Dumb Idiot. See, it's the same.

Mikey: Why is everyone fighting each other?

Peter finally had enough.

Peter: Alright, guys! Can I proceed, to try to save our friend? Drax, I see you!

Drax was about to lay down again but got back up.

Peter:(to the woman) I understand that none of this makes no sense to you right now. We need your help in finding a man. Uh... I'm gonna draw. I'm gonna draw the man that we're looking for.