Quill: It’s time for you to step up, Tanya. What’s that film that you love?
Tanya: What film?
Quill: The one about the fucking hairdresser, the space hairdresser and the cowboy. The guy, he’s got a tin foil pal and a pedal bin. His father’s a robot and he’s fucking fucked his sister. Lego! They’re all made of fucking Lego.
Tanya: Star Wars?
Quill: That’s the one, right. It’s like that, okay? Where you fucking kill all the bad guys, and you’ll be able to blow up the big…
Tanya: Death Star.
Quill: The Death Star thing. Then you can go and live happily ever after on the planet of the teddy bears.
Tanya: They’re Ewoks, they’re Ewoks. It’s a fantastic analogy, well done.