Ben 10 In The MCU

92:Das Crazy

Peter Quill: My mother gave it to me. My mom liked to share with me all the pop songs that she loved growing up. I happened to have it on me when I was...the day that she... You know, when I left Earth.

Peter takes the Walkman from Gamora and puts it back on his belt.

Gamora: What do you do with it?

Peter Quill: Do? Nothing. You listen to it. Or you can dance.

Gamora: I'm a warrior and an assassin. I do not dance.

Peter Quill: Really? Well, on my planet, there's a legend about people like you. It's called "Footloose." And in it, a great hero named Kevin Bacon, teaches an entire city full of people with sticks up their butts that dancing, well...it's the greatest thing there is.

Gamora: Who put the sticks up their butts?

Peter Quill: What? No, that's just a...

Gamora: That is cruel.

Peter Quill: It's just a phrase people use.

Peter puts the Walkman headphones onto Gamora's head so she can listen to the music, after listening for a moment she speaks out loud.

Gamora: The melody is pleasant! [as Gamora listens to the music Peter's leans in to kiss her when suddenly Gamora puts a knife to his throat] No!

Peter Quill: Ow! What the hell?

Gamora: I know who you are, Peter Quill! And I am not some starry-eyed waif here to succumb to your...your pelvic sorcery!

Peter Quill: That is not what is happening here. [as Gamora lets go of his throat Peter notices Drax, Rocket and Groot are all fighting inside the bar] Oh, no.

Peter and Gamora enter the bar to stop the fight between Drax, Rocket and Groot, Ben drags Drax off of Groot.

Ben: Stop it!

Rocket points his weapon at Drax as he's about to shoot Peter intervenes.

Peter Quill: Woh! Woh! What are you doing?

Drax: This vermin speaks of affairs he knows nothing about!

Rocket: That is true!

Drax: He has no respect!

Rocket: That is also true!

Peter Quill: Hold on! Hold on!

Rocket: Keep calling me vermin, tough guy! You just wanna laugh at me like everyone else!

Peter Quill: Rocket, you're drunk. Alright? No one's laughing at you.

Rocket: He thinks I'm some stupid thing! He does! Well, I didn't ask to get made! I didn't ask to be torn apart, and put back together, over and over and turned into some...some little monster!

Peter Quill: Rocket, no one's calling you a monster.

Rocket: He called me vermin! She called me rodent! Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots to your frickin' face!

As Rocket points his weapon at Drax again Peter stands in front of him.

Peter Quill: No, no, no, no! Four billion units! Rocket! Come on, man. Hey! Suck it up for one more lousy night and you're rich.

Rocket hesitates for a moment then lowers his weapon.

Rocket: Fine. But I can't promise when all this is over I'm not gonna kill every last one of you jerks.

Peter Quill: See? That's exactly why none of you have any friends! Five seconds after you meet somebody, you're already trying to kill them!

Drax: We have traveled halfway across the quadrant, and Ronan is no closer to being dead.