[on the Kree Warship, the Dark Aster, Ronan is being dressed by his servants]

RONAN: They call me "terrorist," "radical," "zealot," because I obey the ancient laws of my people, the Kree, and punish those who do not. Because I do not forgive your people for taking the life of my father, and his father, and his father before him. A thousand years of war between us will not be forgotten! [Ronan picks up a massive weapon which resembles a hammer]

XANDARIAN PRISONER: You can't do this! Our government signed a peace treaty.

RONAN: My government knows no shame. You Xandarians and your culture are a disease.

XANDARIAN PRISONER: You will never rule Xandar.

RONAN: No. I will cure it! [Ronan suddenly uses his weapon to strike the prisoner in the head, killing him]

Nebula: Ronan, Korath has returned. [Ronan meets with Korath]

Korath: Master, he is a thief, an outlaw who calls himself Star-Lord. But we have discovered he has an agreement to retrieve the orb for an intermediary known as The Broker.

RONAN: I promised Thanos I would retrieve the orb for him. Only then will he destroy Xandar for me. Nebula, go to Xandar and get me the orb.

NEBULA: It will be my honor.

GAMORA: It will be your doom. If this happens again, you'll be facing our father without his prize.

NEBULA: I'm a daughter of Thanos, just like you.

GAMORA: But I know Xandar.
NEBULA: Ronan has already decreed that I...

RONAN: Do not speak for me. [to Gamora] You will not fail.

GAMORA: Have I ever?

[Xandar, Capital of the Nova Empire. Rocket, anthropomorphic raccoon, and Groot, tree-like humanoid, are spying on the Xandarians in the city]

ROCKET: Xandarians. What a bunch of losers. All of them in a big hurry to get from something stupid to nothing at all. Pathetic. [referring to the Xandarian man with short blond hair walking on the sidewalk] Look at this guy! Can you believe they call us criminals, when he's assaulting us with that haircut? [referring to the small Xandarian child getting help whilst walking] What is this thing? Look how it thinks it's so cool. It's not cool to get help! Walk by yourself, you little gargoyle! [referring to the older Xandarian man chatting up a pretty young woman] Look at Mr. Smiles over here. Where's your wife, old man? What a class-A prevert. [Rocket laughs] Right, Groot? Groot? [he looks over to Groot and sees he's drinking water from the nearby fountain] Don't drink fountain water, you idiot. That's disgusting! [Groot shakes his head pretending he didn't drink it] Yes, you did. I just saw you doing it. Why are you lying? [Rocket's tablet starts beeping warning him of a human sighting] Whoop. Looks like we got one. Okay, humie, how bad does someone wanna find you? [his tablet shows Peter talking to Bereet, Rocket sees that there's a bounty on Peter] Forty thousand units? Groot, we're gonna be rich.

[Rockets looks over to Groot and finds him drinking from the water from fountain again, he sighs and shakes his head] [Peter enters a shop in Xandar and is greeted by the Broker]

THE BROKER: Mr. Quill.

PETER QUILL: Broker. The orb. [he holds out the orb and places it on the counter in front of the Broker] As commissioned.

THE BROKER: Where's Yondu?

PETER QUILL: Wanted to be here, sends his love. And told me to tell you, that you got the best eyebrows in the business. [the Broker picks up the orb] What is it?

THE BROKER: It's my policy never to discuss my clients, or their needs.

PETER QUILL: Yeah, well, I almost died getting it for you.

THE BROKER: An occupational hazard, I'm sure, in your line of work.
PETER QUILL: Some machine-headed freak, working for a dude named Ronan. [the Broker suddenly looks afraid]

THE BROKER: Ronan? I'm sorry, Mr. Quill. I truly am. But I want no part of this transaction if Ronan is involved. [he gives the orb back to Peter and starts pushing him towards his shop door]

PETER QUILL: Woh! Woh, woh, woh! Who's Ronan?

THE BROKER: A Kree fanatic, outraged by the peace treaty, who will not rest until Xandarian culture, my culture, is wiped from existence! [the Brokers starts pushing Peter again]

PETER QUILL: Woh. Come on!

THE BROKER: He's someone whose bad side I'd rather not be on.

PETER QUILL: What? What about my bad side? [the Broker opens his shop door and pushes Peter out]

THE BROKER: Farewell, Mr. Quill. [he closes the door in Peter's face]

PETER QUILL: [shouting to the Broker through his closed shop door] Hey, we had a deal, bro! [as he steps back he notices Gamora standing nearby watching him]

GAMORA: What happened?

PETER QUILL: Uh...this guy just backed out of a deal on me. If there's one thing I hate, it's a man without integrity. Peter Quill. People call me Star-Lord.

GAMORA: You have the bearing of a man of honor. [Peter starts to playfully throw the orb up and down in his hand]

PETER QUILL: Well, you know, I wouldn't say that. People say it about me, all the time, but it's not something I would ever say about myself.
[Suddenly Gamora grabs the orb, kicks Peter in his stomach and runs off, Peter throws something like a magnetic rope which catches around Gamora's legs and trips her up, as she gets the rope off her legs Peter catches up to her but Gamora manages to kick him off and starts punching him, she holds up her knife ready to stab him]

GAMORA: This wasn't the plan. [as she's about to stab Peter, Rocket jumps on to her and knocks her down; to Groot referring to Peter]

ROCKET: Put him in the bag. Put him in the bag! [Groot extends his roots and goes to grab Gamora] No! Not her, him! Learn genders, man. [as he struggles with Gamora she tries to bite him] Biting? That's not fair! [as Rocket is fighting with Gamora, Peter uses this opportunity to grab the orb and runs off] [as Rocket struggles to hold Gamora] Take it easy!

[Gamora manages to free herself from Rocket and Groot's clutches, she throws Rockets aside, picks up a piece of metal, throws it at Peter's hand making him drop the orb, she grabs and as she runs off Peter jumps on to her and knocks her down but Gamora overpowers him again and hold Peter down]

GAMORA: Fool. You should have learned.

PETER QUILL: I don't learn. One of my issues.

[Peter grabs the orb from her hand, attaches small rocket launcher on Gamora and sets it off throwing Gamora aside, thinking he's in the clear suddenly Groot places a bag over Peter's head]

PETER QUILL: What the... [Groot starts carrying Peter in the bag over his shoulder]

ROCKET: Quit smiling, you idiot. You're supposed to be a professional. [just then he sees Gamora coming towards them] You gotta be kidding me. [she pushes Rocket aside] Hey! [Gamora fights with Groot, cutting off his arms, as she opens the bag Peter suddenly uses his gun to electrocute her and runs off, Rocket gets out his gun and aims it at Peter] I live for the simple things. Like how much this is gonna hurt. [he shoots his gun which shoots a ball of electricity at Peter giving him an electric shock] Yeah. Writhe, little man. [he looks at Groot who is looking sadly as his severed arms] It'll grow back, you D'ast idiot. Quit whining. [just then they are captured by The Nova Corps]

NOVA ARRESTING PILOT: Subject 89P13, drop your weapon.

ROCKET: Oh, crap. [Rockets reluctantly drops his weapon]

NOVA ARRESTING PILOT: By the authority of the Nova Corps, you are under arrest... [at the same time Peter is being arrested]

CORPSMAN DEY: Alright. Come on up.

NOVA ARRESTING PILOT: ...for endangerment to life and the destruction of property. [as Dey arrests Peter he recognizes him]

CORPSMAN DEY: Hey! If it isn't Star-Prince.

PETER QUILL: Star-Lord.

CORPSMAN DEY: Oh, sorry. Lord. [to his partner] I picked this guy up a while back for petty theft. He's got a code name.

PETER QUILL: Come on, man. It's a... it's an outlaw name.

CORPSMAN DEY: Just relax, pal. It's cool to have a code name. It's not that weird. [referring to the Nova Corps]

ROCKET: Fascists. [we see as Rocket, Groot and an unconscious Gamora are arrested]