Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

an adventure I was having.

Is this the guy?

Look, Morty, I did not know that that was gonna happen.

I programmed you to believe that.

It makes them "Ocean's Twelve," by far the worst one.

Rick. Morty. Why me?

No, I'm -- I'm good. All right, then.

You know, Rick, I've been busy working on writing --

Both: Your skills are required for a job.

Look, you're the guy that wanted an epic adventure.

You couldn't do that an hour ago?

for this heist movie that I'm writing.

and used it to automate a joyless process you call art?

Heistotron, state your prime directive?

I pretended to like to make my friends shut up.

Sanchez's 3,329?

Hey -- Hey, Truckula!

You're not an artist, you're Postmates.

What jobs do you think I've ever turned down?

Not only did you just kill your only ally,

Heisting the crystal skull.

I guess I should take the pizza back.

Rick, I-I want to say goodbye.

That was the plan.

to acknowledge the sacred atmosphere,

I-I'm gonna nip this shit in the bud.

Without him even knowing about it.

[ Snakes hissing ] Total waste of snakes.

[ Plummeting scream ]

That's why it's random.

Uh -- Uh, guests are fans, Morty, which we are not.

Well, l-let's hear about this heist movie.

But it was an emergency, Rick.

If you want professional badges, you need to put a crew together.

Must be nice. Try getting here from Malibu.

which, by the way, means "love" in Chinese.

You think that's true because I wanted you to think that.

And there's this other crew they put together,

Could be a twister. Mm-hmm!

Sanchez, you son of a bitch.

So, you and Morty knew you needed my help,

after I reprogrammed your brain with my nanobots --

You son of a bitch.. I'm in

No, no, no, he's fine, but this is a team oper-[burps]-ation,