Character: Gamora (Gamora)

- There is nothing more to talk about before death?

- ... Or for the explosion of the moon...
- No explosion of the moon!
- Killjoy, the whole topic broken off.

I almost lived all his life surrounded by enemies and I'd be happy to die among my friends.

- I met her father, you understand! I have a family now.
- And before that, it doesn't exist?

- He looks like the child of an angel and a pirate.
- What are the muscles... Stronger than steel.
- Maybe you have to stop him from tapping that?!

- Where will you go Thanos?
- To Oblivion.
- Why in Oblivion? It is a hole.
- Because in Oblivion for many years kept the Reality gem, in the caring hands of a Collector.
- Nonsense! To give him the stone could only be a madman!
- Or a genius.

And Drax said you don't dance.
- If anyone finds out I'll kill you.

Any of you could take us through the field, using what is between your ears, not what's between your legs.

I will die surrounded by the most dense of idiots in the galaxy...

You know, I am grateful that you accepted me and do not hold a grudge. It is gratifying to know that you have... friends. You quill my friend.
Thank you.
- Blunt stump and also my friend. And the green whore, too I others.
- Oh my God! Yes shut your mouth!

- You fool! You want more?
- Well, what? You're cute.

- Well, what do we do? Anything good? Something wrong? Or - as it will go?
It's up to you, star Lord.
Or how it goes!

- Yes, Quill. On the ship - sty.
- It's flowers! The ultraviolet radiation here is a masterpiece of abstract art!