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Supernova: |
YES! Is that what you want to hear?! |
Alan: |
Did it feel good?! Did you like his six million wriggling legs more than my tragedy-stricken, half-ghost, half-tumescent penis?! |
Drunk Rick: |
That's a three-pointer! |
Morty: |
Guys, stop! You're just proving my asshole grandpa right! |
Supernova: |
You wish this was about sex! We loved each other! We had a child together. |
Alan: |
WHAT?! |
Supernova: |
I conceived a child with Million Ants and it died inside me because it as HALF A MILLION ANTS AND HALF COLLAPSING STAR! And yes, he was better than you! |
Alan: |
Yeah? |
Million Ants: |
One million times better! |
Alan: |
ALL ABOOOOOOARD, MOTHERFUCKER!!! |
Supernova: |
STOP! |
Rick: |
Oof! Didn't see that comin'. |
Supernova: |
Is that sarcasm?! I don't want you slipping away then this is over! All of these deaths are on your hands! |
Rick: |
Oh, come on, maybe a couple of them, but definitely not the train guy. |
Supernova: |
All of them. |
Rick: |
O-kayyy... |
Drunk Rick: |
Congrats, you did it! |
Drunk Rick: |
All right, buy now, I've been pretty clear that I thunk the Vindicators are full of shit. But... you do have one thing I'll never have. And that thing is the only part of the Vindicators with any value to me. if you know what it is, place it on the platform.Guess wrong and the pla... planet will explode. And probably the solar system, 'cause I kind of fucking eyeballed the neutrino bombs on this one. |
Supernova: |
So what's the trick? Morty, you're the Drunk Rick expert. |
Morty: |
I think... no matter what we put on there, we die. he said it's the part of the Vindicators he values. That means nothing. He wants our last moment alive to be spent knowing how few fucks he gave. |
Supernova: |
Jesus! Okay, open to second opinions! |
Rick: |
I could--It could be Morty. |
Morty: |
What? |
Rick: |
Hey, I don't know. I mean, look, when I get drunk, I get stupid and emotional and there's no logic to it. it's, like, possible I got so drunk, I felt like I was losing Morty to the Vindicators, and maybe this is my way of saying "Okay, you can have him, but only if you know how important he is, otherwise I'll kill you. |
Million Ants: |
That is a... really specific guess. |
Rick: |
Look, I... there's nothing in the room but us. I'm just using logic to connect some dots. It's the best guess I've got. |
Supernova: |
But you're betting our lives on it. |
Morty: |
I'll cover that bet. I get it. |
Rick: |
Well, Morty, I think you're making that smirky face because you're misinterpreting the moment. I am not being coy about some hidden love for you. I want to be really clear that, if anyone has a better guess, like, if I gave you an amulet last night, or... |
Rick: |
Oh, shit. |
Drunk Rick: |
Sorry, I'm... not good at goodbyes. It looks like I'm never gonna see you again. I can't really roll with the hero types, and I don't... th-they don't want me around. But I want... you to know, even if I didn't show it at the time, II really appreciated you sticking by me. |
Drunk Rick: |
Goddammit, why am I crying? It makes no sense. |
Drunk Rick: |
Ugh, y-you're probably confused because we barely know each other... |