Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Morty, calm down! Are you feeling okay?
Got you now, you son of a bitch.
Morty, I need darkness to prime these optical inductors.
[ Ray guns blasting ]
Jesus, I made that guy kill himself! Only in a literal sense.
So -- So you get the general idea.
Go to school, Summer. I'll go in Morty's memory
foster a coup, and install a compliant regime.
Great, "Booger AIDS," "AIDS Booger."
[ Spits ]
Here, Morty, this'll make your urine drinkable.
And we appear to be in some kind of secret confined space.
A vehicle, sir, an interstellar vehicle.
-Where's dad? -He should be here any second.
what the bleep? not cool jerry!
and do a little -- [ Clicks tongue ]
[ Click, tone ends ] Grab a shovel.
You wanna die, Morty? Get in Beebo!
W-W-What do you mean?
It's basically an endless string of callbacks to --
Like how, from a certain angle,
this isn't the first time we've done this.
Yeah, you know like commemorative plates,
Shit! We need to find shelter before the sunset, Morty.
You fucked with squirrels Morty
[ High-pitched tone ]
I’m so sorry But the game
and I can't deny that I'm inspired by your passion.
[ Laughs ] Not quite.
Oh, no, no!
Greetings.
I can't take it anymore, Rick!
Jesus, I made that guy kill himself!
Did you get any of that?
[ Powering up ]
[ Grunts ]
It's funny, Jerry spent his life seeking attention,
Jesus, I made that guy kill himself! Only in a literal sense.
We love you! [ Screaming ]
you want to experience true order?
Because if we can kill our enemies,
- What way. - Why?
So, Did I Just Hear Three Distinct Light Switch Clicks?
You know, it might be time to step up your interrogation!
What did he say?
Jesus, I made that guy kill himself! Only in a literal sense.
[ Powering down ]