Fan Casting A Price - Part 3 in Guardians of the Galaxy: Viva Space Vegas

- ...I, I did it once. I can do it again, well, I just need... - More time? - .... - Don't get me wrong, J'son, deadlines aren't my problem. Our goals never move, but we do. It's up to us to decide whether to move closer to them or further away. I'll get what I wanted from you. But I wouldn't say the same about those who didn't do their part. - Are you by any chance...[at that moment, in a quick movement, J'son feels a strong blow that hits near his chest] a faintly silvery blade. - ...A..arg... - I'm starting to realize, J'son, that I might have become too dependent on help. A Frost Giant, a Kree...a Spartoi. It's in moments like this... - Ah... - That you have to decide if it's better to do things yourself. It's nothing personal. - ...Ar..bastard... - But look on the bright side, at least you came to an understanding with your son before this. - ...Ah..you... - Sometimes it's good to have a few ears around. But don't worry, your son has nothing to do with our conversation. - Arg...arg..[he falls to the floor, leaning against a nearby wall] - And before I forget, Spartoi. It would have been great if you had given me what I came for now, because I could already be avoiding something worse here. - ...What are you...talking about? - Your planet seems to have been one of the chosen ones for a not very pleasant visit. If I were with that, maybe I could negotiate, but since you didn't want to help yourself... - Ah... - Because believe me, not even I will want to be here when that arrives. And I won't be. - Ah...wait...you... - That's right, J'son. [he reveals himself] It seems we both discovered who is really the omen of something here.