The Frozen Avenger- Son of Tony Stark

you had that in your purse

Peter Quill: Woh, woh, woh! Yoh, Ranger Rick! What are you doing? You can't take apart my ship without asking me! See, what is this?

Rocket: Don't touch that, it's a bomb.

Peter Quill: A bomb?

Rocket: Yep.

James Stark: What's its yield.

Peter Quill:  That's not important And you leave it lying around?

Rocket: I was gonna put it in a box and it is pretty impressive

Peter Quill: What's a box gonna do? [Rocket pulls out a box and takes out the wrapped present Peter's mother had given him before she had died]

Rocket: How about this one?

Peter Quill: No! Woh! Hey! Hey! Leave it alone!

Rocket: Why? What is it?

Peter Quill: Shut up.

Rocket: Hey! [pointing to something else Rocket had pulled out of the ship]

Peter Quill: What is that?

Rocket: That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons.

Gamora: No one's blowing up moons.

Rocket: You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.

Peter Quill: So, listen, I'm gonna need your buyer's coordinates.

Gamora: We're heading in the right direction, for now. [Gamora picks up the orb]

Peter Quill: If we're gonna work together, you might want to try trusting me a little bit.

Gamora: And how much do you trust me? [he takes the orb out of Gamora's hand]

Peter Quill: I'd trust you a lot more if you told me what this was. Because I'm guessing it's some kind of weapon.

Gamora: I don't know what it is. [Peter places the orb on the table and Drax picks it up]

James Stark: Well the buyer probably does and he paying a lot so it must be something important

Rocket: Kid's got a point.

Drax: If it's a weapon, we should use it against Ronan.

Gamora: Put it down, you fool! You'll destroy us all.

Drax: Or just you, murderess!

Gamora: I let you live once, princess!

Drax: I am not a princess!

Peter Quill: Hey! Nobody is killing anybody on my ship! We're stuck together until we get the money. [Drax throws the orb to Peter]

Drax: I have no interest in money. [Drax walks off]

Peter Quill: Great. That means more money for the four of us. [Groot makes a noise indicating he counts too] For the five of us. Partners.

Gamora: We have an agreement, but I would never be partners with the likes of you. I'll tell the buyer we're on our way. And Quill, your ship is filthy. [she turns and walks up the stairs]

James Stark: I mean she is not wrong

Peter looks at him and in response James shrugs his shoulder .

Peter Quill: Oh, she has no idea. If I had a black light, the place would look like a Jackson Pollock painting.