Morty: You're talking about Inception? Rick: That's right, Morty! This is gonna be a lot like that, except y'know, it's gonna me-beh... make sense. Morty: Inception made sense! Rick: You don't have to try and impress me, Morty!
Catalog
Ryan Ridley
Bird Person: Morty, do you know what wubba lubba dub dub means? Morty: Oh, that's just Rick's stupid nonsense catchphrase. Bird Person: It's not nonsense at all. In my people's tongue, it means, I am in great pain. Please help me.
And this is why you don't invite a Floopy Doop and a Shmoopy Doop to the same party.
Rick: When's the last time you got laid, 'pers? Birdperson: It has been a... challenging mating season for Birdperson.
I love watching bukkake. I mean, like, I don't know if I would personally ever do it.
TO GET R*ugghhb*IGGITY RIGGITY WRECKED SOONN
It's not the same, Summer! Lincler's a crazed maniac. He's just a misguided effort of mine to create a morally neutral super-leader by combining the DNA of Adolf Hitler and Abraham Lincoln. Turns out that ehh-it just adds up to a lame, weird... loser.
[addressing Rick] You and Unity are like... like leggings and mid-calf boots. You think you're great together, but you're just bringing out the worst in each other.
Don't waste your brain on those weirdos, Unity. They're no different from any of the aimless chumps that you occupy. They just put you at the center of their lives because you're powerful. And then, because they put you there, they want you to be less powerful. Never gonna happen though, right?
Morty: Uhm, should we maybe stop somewhere and get you a coffee? Maybe splash a little water on your face, or...? Unity: No, no. If I wanted to be sober, I wouldn't have gotten drunk.
[they both exchange kisses, upping their sexual arousal] Unity: Yes, Rick, yes! Yes, yes! Rick: Wait, wait, stop! H-Hold it! Not like this. We need a hang glider, and a crotchless Uncle Sam costume, and I want the entire field of your largest stadium covered end to end with naked redheads, and I…
Yes, I will! That's right, assholes! Take my penis. Take it all!! And tell Shrimply Pibbles that when the galaxy came calling, Jerry Smith from Earth didn't flinch!
Pichael Thompson: And then they found out I was attached along for the ride and they said, 'Ah, shit. Well, just fuck it, call him Pichael.' Michael Thompson: [throws papers at Pichael's face] Fuck you, Pichael! You're a fucking piece of shit!
Shrimply Pibbles: I've dwelt among the humans. Their entire culture is built around their penises. It's funny to say they are small. It's funny to say they are big. I've been at parties where humans held bottles, pencils, thermoses in front of themselves and called out, 'Hey, look at me. I'm Mr.…
Ambassador: Mr. Smith, Shrimply Pibbles' life can be saved... if we replace his heart with your human penis. Jerry: I see... Wait, what?!
Jerry: What' you doing? Watching some tv, playing on your phone? Summer: Is that a real question? Jerry: Just making conversation. Summer: Are you? What part of that gives me anything to work with? My choice is to: say nothing, be sarcastic, or bark "yes" like a trained animal. It's not a…
SCREW YOU, RICK! I'LL PURGE YOU TOO, YOU OLD... "RICKETY" PIECE OF CRAP! THIS HAS BEEN A LONG TIME COMING! I'M GONNA RIP YOUR FUCKING GUTS OUT AND SMEAR 'EM ALL OVER YOUR FACE! I AIN'T TAKING NO SH-AAAHH!!