Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A Rick patched that one fridge nexus.
Thanks for taking care of them, Paul.
I'm just you, brother.
- Morty, you love to eat bugs... - Sure do!
Blah blah! Blah! Blah blah blah!
The dude that runs this place,
Okay. Good.
Rick will just replace me.
Alright, alright, I yield!
C'mon. Quit thinkin' like a Jerry and live a little.
I-I don't wanna say we "won the breakup" but--
Oh, now Rick has thoughts on abandonment?
We try to mark safe trails for each other.
Come on. Boss is ready to see you.
No, no, no, shit!
It's the one thing I've learned, you can't think about it.
And when the space version of my wife showed up,
Fuck!
They won't even notice you've been gone.
Where even are we?
It's your family, Jerry. I'm just living in it.
Is it a number? Or like a lot of letters?
God, get blamed for everything.
Who are these bandana guys?
I'm a tea guy myself. Earl Grey, little milk.
- Uh, not really. - It's just one stop over.