Ain't No Thing Like Me

"I’ll make your mother regret getting drunk in a prune, using a ziploc bag instead of a condom, and proceeding to birth the wasted pile of furry flesh you call a body."

"An' now I feel completely justified doin' this." 

"I don't like you Asgardians." 

Why aren’t you doing that now exactly and instead sassing me ”

"'Cause I'm huntin' down a fugitive ya flarkin' humie. Ya wanna start tellin' me how t' start doin' my job ya might wanna think 'bout doin'yours."

"We just need to get to th—OW! Would you just shut your trap and cover our asses?!”

"What d'ya think I'm doin'?!"

"Call me fluffy again, an' you'll be considerably darker."

"I figured you would. Come on, Lion King is amazing!" 

"You're just as bad as Quill 'bout Kevin Bacon."

"Maybe." Beat. "Mcgriddles, and egg McMuffins.. and coffee?"

"Okay, fine. But I reserve th' right to complain." 

"Not even if I bring McGriddles and Coffee?"

"....Depends. Is this one o' those animated things yer always harpin' on?"

"I may have heard that before, but we need to get you to watch the Lion King at some point, Uncle Rocket."

"How 'bout we don't an' say we did."

"Depends on who’s askin’." 

"I’m not used to having a team to do this. I bet you can make your way in and disable the alarm system, yeah?"

"Without gettin' caught? Yeah. Not a problem. Terran tech's old news anyway, shouldn't take more'n a minute once I get there."