Peter Quill: Listen! I could care less whether you live or whether you die.
y/n: Hmm?
y/n raises his tired head from the pillow less mattress of his bed.
Gamora: Then why stop the big guy?
Peter Quill: Simple. You know where to sell my Orb.
Aleya: How are we gonna sell it when we and it are still here?
Peter Quill: My friend Rocket, here, has escaped 22 prisons.
Rocket: Oh yeah, we're getting out. And then we're headed straight to Yondu to retrieve your bounty.
Peter Quill: How much was your buyer willing to pay you for my Orb?
y/n: Your orb?
Peter Quill: The orb
Gamora: Four billion units.
Rocket: What?!
Peter Quill: Holy shit.
y/n: Is that like a lot?
Rocket passes y/n a look of disbelief.
Gamora: That Orb is my opportunity to get away from Thanos and Ronan. If you free us, I'll lead you to the buyer directly and I'll split the profit between the three of us.
Groot: I am Groot.
Gamora: Four of us.
Rocket: Asleep for the danger, awake for the money, as per frickin' usual.
Aleya: Money?
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Rocket: If we're gonna get out of here, we're gonna need to get into that watchtower. And to do that, I'm gonna need a few things. The guards wear security bands to control their ins and outs. I need one.
Gamora: Leave it to me.
Rocket: That dude, there. I need his prosthetic leg.
Peter Quill: His leg?
Rocket: Yeah. God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him, he's useless. All right. And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel. Blinky yellow light. Do you see it? Yeah. There's a quarnyx battery behind it. Purplish box, green wires. To get into that watchtower, I definitely need it.
From behind, Groot begins to advance on the battery.
Aleya: How are we supposed to do that?
Rocket: Well, supposably, these bald-bodies find you attractive. So, maybe you can work out some sort of trade.
Gamora: You must be joking.
Rocket: No, I really heard they find her attractive. Look, it's 20 feet up in the air, and it's in the middle of the most heavily-guarded part of the prison. It's impossible to get up there without being seen. I got one plan, and that plan requires a frickin' quarnyx battery, so FIGURE IT OUT! Can I get back to it? Thanks. Now, this is important. Once the battery is removed, everything is gonna slam into emergency mode. Once we have it, we gotta move quickly, so you definitely need to get that last.
Groot removes the battery from it's station and a large buzz is heard indicating the lack of power.
Rocket: Or we could just get it first and improvise.
Gamora: I'll get the armband.
Peter Quill: Leg.
y/n: And we will... I don't fuckin' know.
