Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The presidential Black Hawk is landing on the lawn.

Do I hear something coming down the chimney?

You don't have to rub it in, Morty.

I'll go first! Uh, question.

I don't want another you.

That's not a threat from me, that's how advanced my shit is.

Y-You didn't even want to --

You know all that Star Wars shit is silly, right?

But you do have to answer everyone's questions.

and you were like "whatever,"

It could be all happening in the background! Who knows?

You got something to tell me, Morty?

Good luck finding a good scientist on Christmas!

P-Perfectly fucking vertical!

It's Christmas, for God's sake,

But that's what a robot would say!

Because if you're a robot, you're not allowed to say you are.

I hate to say it, but I wish there was something to attack.

They didn't pay the price with their souls.

All right, looking good. Stay on target.

I own Star Wars, not you.

even though I don't want to.

Geez, Dad, what the hell are you doing?

You beautiful son of a bitch!

All right, j-just destroy the lightsaber!

for even wanting one, and i-it's the worst Christmas ever!

I mean a regular-ass Netflix drama.

Usually comes out on the fourth try.

It's almost like someone designed me

I said don't take the fucking sword,

That's what happens when you let people in

I invited him in, Rick.