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Drunk Rick: |
...but you really stuck your neck out when you gave me props for my awesome jokes in the briefing room. Everybody else had their heads so far up their ass. Even my own grandson is like, "Oh, the Vindicators are so cool." I mean, he's a moron, it's their... demographic. But you're different, Noob-Noob. |
Morty: |
...Motherfucker! |
Drunk Rick: |
You're fucking cool! And you're smart! And I bet we coulda hung out and shit! And I hope you get to be a full-fledged Vindicator! A-And d-do me a favor. Do-Don't let him know I... I got emotional. But you can tell him one thing. Tell him I said... Oh, fuck. Okay, I just shit myself. Okay, later. |
Rick: |
W--Dude, Morty, what happened i...? |
Morty: |
Shut up. |
Million Ants: |
I sense this means we are not drying. |
Supernova: |
Not all of us. |
Million Ants: |
Sweetheart? |
Supernova: |
Just let Titty-Bean do this, Snuzzles. It's for the greater good. |
Morty: |
Greater good?! |
Rick: |
Titty-Bean? |
Supernova: |
It's like you said, Morty |
Morty: |
Never said that! |
Supernova: |
It's the galaxy's faith in the Vindicators that keeps the galaxy secure! |
Rick: |
Yeah, I feel safer already. |
Morty: |
No doubt. Who do we make the check out to? |
Rick: |
I'll say, we are gettin' some good licks in while choking to death. |
Morty: |
Right? |
Million Ants: |
Titty-Bean, listen to me. When you came to me, I was merely a sentient colony of ants. It was your beliefs, your pursuit of justice, that taught me to be a man. |
Supernova: |
When did it get so complicated? |
Million Ants: |
Who knows? But we can make it simple again. |
Supernova: |
You were always the romantic. Which is why you can't leave either. |
Supernova: |
Goodbye, my love. |
Rick: |
Damn! She double-crossed Snuzzles! |
Supernova: |
Silence! I'm going to enjoy this... |
Announcer: |
Let's give a huge thanks to Rick Sanchez for killing Worldender, putting this awesome party together, and for booking one of the hottest talents out there |
Rick: |
Look at that. Geez, I must've planned a whole party. Invited a bunch of people. Not bad, Drunk Rick, not bad. |
Morty: |
Rick, Supernova's getting away! |
Rick: |
Ah, who cares? |
Morty: |
But.. she was trying to kill us! |
Rick: |
Morty, twenty people try to kill me every week. I end up getting high with half of 'em. I mean, check it out, Gear Head's here. |
Beth: |
Morty, you're wearing a Vindicator jacket. Are you a little superhero now? |
Morty: |
Everyone in the universe is a hero, Mom. Which is why we don't need jackets. And I'm pretty sure we don't need Vindicators. |
Summer: |