Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Open it, Rick! Let me do it!

because I'm obviously not a robot!

If I wanted the government in my house, I'd buy an Alexa.

Anyhoo, I'm no expert but it seems we've got a --

Rick: What the hell?

I think you mean with me.

I'm not here to play the blame game

Fuck yeah! I got you.

Touch my shit and die.

[ Inhales sharply ] Merry Christmas to me.

[ Energy buzzes ]

I always wanted to fight with a lightsaber, but not like this.

But don't say it out loud.

Italian prime minister on line one.

Let's get this thing topside.

I wish, Morty. It's all the places he is.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Bye!

like I'm our neighbor Gene or David Arquette or something.

probably run out of sub-basement by now, so, congrats.

Also, you need to shower.

He -- He's an incredibly crafty piece of shit.

But don't forget that if I am, I have to lie

Unheard of? You're quite right, Summer.

[ People screaming ]

just to get that lightsaber!

I don't suppose you could send it up here.

George W. added kegs to the cantina.

[ Bell dinging ]

He's busy. A-And I hate him.

Ah! Money? How did you know?

A drill ship? Awesome!

It was, but the government took it with them.

Why you crying? Where's Rick?

Yep, it will be under the lightsaber in one hour