ROCKET: Finally, enough credits in the bank.
Let's go buy that ship of our dreams, Groot.
(THUDS) What a beauty.
Take my money now!
(KISSING) At last, you're mine!
I'm afraid not.
During your absence, due to economic issues, there was a small price increase.
What?
Come on.
You're a dealer,
- make me a deal!
- I do have an idea.
- What will you do with your old ship?
- Take it!
What a bargain!
ROCKET: Bam!
Ha
-ha!
Keep unpacking your stuff while I enjoy
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
- That new ship smell.
- I am Groot.
Yeah, yeah.
You love that old helmet of yours.
Nostalgia's fine.
But I look the future straight in the eye.
(EXCLAIMS) I'm Al, the AI of this ship.
I will instruct
(EXPLODES) Instruct you in what behavior is appropriate on board a ship of my stature.
Really?
Too fatty.
No, there is a speed limit in this sector.
No, too retro!
(SLURPING) Too noisy.
Too tall!
Too long!
Too bushy!
- Too
- Stop!
Take us back to the Junkyard.
- ROCKET: We want our money back!
- Oh, I am so sorry.
- All sales are final.
- What?
You thief
(EXCLAIMS) Give me back my old ship.
Your former ship happens to be a classic, one
-of
-a
-kind.
You never knew what you had, did you?
But if you want to make a deal, I have an idea.
(SNARLS) What a steal.
ROCKET: Come on, Groot.
I know you love that old helmet, but look on the bright side.
Our classic ship is back.
(ENGINE STOPS)
- GROOT: I am Groot!
- ROCKET: Yeah, yeah.
No one likes to be told, "I told you so."
01x12 - That New Ship Smell
Before becoming Guardians of the Galaxy, Rocket and Groot were bounty hunters trying to get a ship.