Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 Page #2

PRIES OPEN GROOT’S MOUTH with his fingers, frantically trying

to get it out.

ROCKET:

Spit it out! Spit it out!

Groot COUGHS IT OUT. The bug FLIES crookedly away, one wingmulched.

Rocket JETS OFF back toward the battle, muttering:

ROCKET (CONT’D)

Disgusting.

Groot sees something else and becomes furious. We follow hisline of sight to a GRAZING ORLONI.

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Groot SCREAMS A WAR CRY and ATTACKS IT. He GROWS HIS

BRANCHES AROUND IT, and the terrified Orloni DARTS AWAY,

DRAGGING GROOT WITH IT.

Groot’s anger becomes panic as he is DRAGGED AROUND BY THE

ORLONI and can’t let go.

The Orloni DARTS around the power station and underneath theRAGING BATTLE, a CRYING Groot bouncing along behind it.

Finally, he LETS GO and goes TUMBLING, ROLLING directly INTOTHE CAMERA.

And then stands up and, as if none of it happened at all,

starts DANCING AGAIN.

We PAN and see the speakers and Walkman beside him, and we

realize Baby Groot has traveled around the entire PowerStation and has arrived back where he started

When Drax is FLUNG by the beast into the stereo system,

SMASHING it.

Groot stops dancing. Angry that Drax has ruined his fun, hepicks up a piece of the stereo and beats him with it.

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Drax stands and glares at the ferocious beast as Rocket,

Quill, and Gamora BLAST at it without effect.

DRAX:

The beast’s hide is too thick to be

pierced from the outside. I mustcut through it from the inside.

GAMORA:

Huh?

Drax HOLLERS, CHARGING the creature.

GAMORA (CONT’D)

Drax, no! That doesn’t make

The creature OPENS ITS ENORMOUS MOUTH, SCREECHING, and Drax

LEAPS INSIDE IT, instantly swallowed up.

QUILL:

What is he doing?!

GAMORA:

He said the skin is too thick to be

pierced from the outside, so he -

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QUILL:

That doesn’t make sense!

GAMORA:

I tried to tell -- !

QUILL:

Its skin is the same thickness from

the inside as from the out!

GAMORA:

I REALIZE THAT.

INT. BEAST’S STOMACH - DOESN’T MATTER

Drax HOLLERS as he SLASHES AWAY inside the goo of the beast’sstomach. To no avail.

I/E. POWER STATION - DAY

Quill reloads his pistol, thinking.

QUILL:

Gamora, there’s a cut on its neck -

Rocket, get it to look up.

Quill and Rocket JET UP HIGH up over the creature as theyBLAST REPEATEDLY at it.

QUILL (CONT’D)

Hey, you giant Sea Monkey, up here!

Gamora’s rifle is jammed. She tosses it down. PULLS HER

SWORD. SNAPS IT OPEN.

The beast SCREECHES at Quill and Rocket FLYING overhead. The

colorful SPLATTER MATTER FLIES FROM ITS MOUTH, BATTERING

ROCKET, BURNING his clothes.

But its neck is exposed, where the skin is thinner, and thereis a small wound.

Gamora DASHES, LEAPING HIGH into the air, and she PLUNGES her

sword directly into the wound.

She holds tight to the hilt as she FALLS, SLICING AN INCISIONdown the length of the creature’s neck.

The beast WOBBLES, TOPPLES, and DIES. As it COLLAPSES, Drax

SPILLS OUT of the wound. He raises his arms in victory.

DRAX:

Ha ha! I have single-handedly

vanquished the beast!

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Quill SCOFFS. Rocket SNORTS. Gamora stares at him, dead-eyed.

Baby Groot throws a rock at him.

DRAX (CONT’D)

What?

I/E. POWER STATION - MOMENTS LATER

The Guardians de-rig by the Anulax batteries.

DRAX:

What are they called again?

QUILL:

Anulax batteries.

DRAX:

Harbulary batteries.

QUILL:

That’s nothing like what I justsaid. But they’re worth thousandsof units a piece. Which is why theSovereign hired us to protect them.

Rocket pulls out one of the ANULAX BATTERIES, checking it

out.

Gamora, Drax, and Quill walk on. Rocket stays back a moment.

Quill nods down the walkway, where GOLDEN SOVEREIGN CITIZENSstand at the edge of the station, gawking.

QUILL (CONT’D)

Just be careful what you say aroundthese folks. They’re easilyoffended and the cost of

transgression is death.

DRAX:

Sounds judgmental for a bunch ofgolden morons.

QUILL:

That’s the kind of thing you mightwant to keep to yourself.

GAMORA:

I’ll hold my tongue, as long asthey deliver what was promised.

EXT. LAIR OF THE HIGH PRIESTESS - MORNING

An enormous golden palace in the shape of a globe, dappled bymorning sunlight.

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AYESHA (O.S.)

We thank you, Guardians, forputting your life on the line. Wecould not risk the lives of our own

Sovereign citizens.

INT. LAIR OF THE HIGH PRIESTESS - DAY

HIGH PRIESTESS AYESHA is stunningly beautiful with goldenskin. Her CHAMBERMAIDS and other DENIZENS flutter throughouther luxurious lair, all of whom are equally perfect.

AYESHA:

Every citizen is born exactly asdesigned by the community,

impeccable, both physically andmentally. We control the DNA of ourprogeny, germinating them inbirthing pods.

QUILL:

I guess I prefer making people theold-fashioned way.

AYESHA:

Well... perhaps someday you couldgive me a history lesson in thearchaic ways of our ancestors...

for academic purposes.

QUILL:

Yeah, I mean, if it’s for research

that could be pretty -

Quill sees Gamora staring at him.

QUILL (CONT’D)

Pretty repulsive. I’m not into thatkind of casual

GAMORA:

Oh, please.

(to Ayesha)

Your people promised something intrade for our services. Bring itand we shall gladly be on our way.

Ayesha nods.

Two SOLDIERS emerge with A WOMAN in a hood and cloak, her

wrists bound by SHACKLES. They SHOVE HER TO HER KNEES andyank back her hood, REVEALING -

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NEBULA. Her clothes are tattered. Her hand is now just a low-

tech metal claw.

She glares at Gamora. Gamora glares at her. Quill looks fromone to the other, feeling the tension.

QUILL:

(quietly)

Family reunion. Yaaaay.

AYESHA:

I understand she is your sister?

Gamora roughly picks Nebula up, starts to go.

GAMORA:

She’s worth no more to me than the

bounty due for her on Xandar.

AYESHA:

Our soldiers apprehended herattempting to steal the batteries.

Do with her as you please.

QUILL:

Thank you, High Priestess Ayesha.

Quill starts to go.

AYESHA:

What is your heritage, Mr. Quill?

Quill turns back towards her, uncomfortable with the

question.

QUILL:

My mother is from earth.

AYESHA:

And your father?

QUILL:

He’s... not from Missouri, that’s

all I know.

Ayesha stares at him as if she’s eaten something foul.

AYESHA:

I see it within you, an unorthodoxgenealogy. A hybrid that seemsparticularly... reckless.

Quill tries not to let this affect him, but it does. Rocket

grins a huge, fake grin at Ayesha.

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ROCKET:

You know, they told me you peoplewere conceited douchebags. But thatisn’t true at all.

Rocket turns to Quill and WINKS. The Guardians shift

uncomfortably.

ROCKET (CONT’D)

Oh, sh*t, I’m using my wrong eyeagain, aren’t I?

(to Ayesha)

I’m sorry. That was meant to bebehind your back.

Drax YANKS Rocket away.

Gamora and Quill head out of the lair. Drax and Rocket are a

few paces behind.

DRAX:

Count yourself blessed they didn’tkill you.

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