Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Alright, okay, this isn't a poetry reading, a kid just died.

Churnk: Guess he took your threat pretty serious.

Okay, I'd say that's pretty acidy. Drop him in.

Oh, hi, Jessica.

What am I, a Creampieologist?

Oh, was it worse than when I was a pickle?

and a compartment of bones at the bottom.

but then I started wondering...

we've invented a little honesty today.

Rick, it's 3:00 a.m.

Yeah, I guess it is, uh -- what did you call it?

Those things happened somewhere,

about rejecting your ideas.

and we are well within our rights to be outraged,

would have to go into a machine that --

Well, I thought it was cool.

and quick-release bones isn't inventive enough for you,

Are we here for justice... or something else?

[ Rat squeaking ]

♪ Don't let it go

it really opened my eyes.

and you act like they're not even worth thinking about!

Oh! God! Aw, I blame myself!

You trying as hard as you can to hurt me right now

make them purely theoretical.

Eat my ass! Hoist me!

There's no such thing as a bad idea, Morty.

Wait, what? This -- This isn't our reality?

[ Slurps ] Wow.

Oh. Hey, Morty.

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Holy shit. I can do anything.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Hi, uh, hey, Jessica.