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7,500
| 29
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Rick
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: - Well, what are you gonna do? -
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7,501
| 29
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Morty
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: I’m gonna remember everything! Everything! Yeah! Ow! Ah! Ow!
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7,502
| 29
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Rick
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: Well, what’d you find out? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you gonna do, kill me?
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7,503
| 29
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Morty
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: No, I’m not gonna kill you. I’m gonna kill myself! All those memories just erased! Sitting in this room collecting dust! W-What’s the point of going on if most of everything that happens just ends up sitting in here?
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7,504
| 29
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Rick
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: All right, kid. I don’t know much aside from the fact that "Men in Black 2" is a joyless cash grab, but I do know that whatever you have brewing around in your noggin really connected with you.I can’t deny that, and I can’t deny that I’m inspired by your passion. I want in Suicide pact! Yes, yeah, let’s do it! Together, you old son of a bitch! On three! One Two
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7,505
| 29
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Summer
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: You guys doing Morty’s Mind Blowers?
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7,506
| 29
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Morty
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: Morty’s Mind Blowers?
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7,507
| 29
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Summer
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: Grandpa, is this scenario three?
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7,508
| 29
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Rick
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: Uh, w-what’s that, and w-who are you?
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7,509
| 29
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Summer
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: Oh, man, it’s a scenario four. Ugh, [BLEEP] goddamn it! I don’t get paid enough for this shit!
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7,510
| 29
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TV
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: There’s a Craftsman nearby. I can smell it.
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7,511
| 29
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Rick
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: Whoa, what what
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7,512
| 29
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TV
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: Can I help you?
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7,513
| 29
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Rick
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: H-How did we fall asleep during interdimensional cable? -
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7,514
| 29
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Morty
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: Yeah, what the hell, Summer? -
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7,515
| 29
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Rick
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: Summer, you dumb bitch! How long were we out, you dumb bitch! How much interdimensional cable did we miss, you stupid bitch! How many improv TV shows with commercials did we miss, Summer? Why did you let us fall asleep? You dumb bitch! You stupid bitch! All right, Morty, [BLEEP] this noise.Let’s get out of here and go on a classic Rick and Morty adventure.
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7,516
| 29
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Morty
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: Yeah, right, Rick, I’m allin.
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7,517
| 29
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Summer
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: No wonder you’re constantly fighting with each other and behind schedule.
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7,518
| 29
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Rick
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: What?
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7,519
| 29
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Summer
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: Nothing.
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7,520
| 29
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Jerry
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: Rick? Hello? Just here for my putter. Jerry’s Mind Blowers?
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7,521
| 29
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Helicopter Passenger
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: Follow the boys! We’re charged and aimed at Alpha Centauri, ready for transport. They fell for it! Let’s send Gobo home! All right! -
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7,522
| 29
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Summer
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: Where’s dad? -
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7,523
| 29
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Beth
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: He should be here any second.
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7,524
| 29
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Rick
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: It’s funny, Jerry spent his life seeking attention, but in the end, humanity’s instinctive dismissal of him saved an alien’s life.
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7,525
| 29
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Summer
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: He knows where to go, right?
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7,526
| 29
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Morty
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: Yep, any minute now.
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7,527
| 29
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Jerry
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: Did it work? Did you guys get Gobo home?
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7,528
| 29
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Morty
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: You have Gobo! You were supposed to bring him to the hill!
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7,529
| 29
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Jerry
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: As if. He was in your basket.
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7,530
| 29
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Morty
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: He was in your car! Oh! Oof! Dibs on his stuff. Did yoof that?
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7,531
| 30
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News Anchor
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: In local news, child murderer Joseph Eli Lipnip is scheduled to die tomorrow by lethal injection, his execution already drawing dozens more spectators than the death of TV news. Carla?
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7,532
| 30
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Carla Johnson
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: The man that once ate his own son
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7,533
| 30
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Beth
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: Wow. He’s really getting executed after all this time. You know the son that he ate was --
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7,534
| 30
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Summer
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: Your best friend -- Tommy. We know. Stop true-crime bragging.
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7,535
| 30
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Beth
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:I was traumatized, Summer. Okay, your generation wouldn’t get that.
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7,536
| 30
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Summer
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: Bitch, my generation gets traumatized for breakfast.
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7,537
| 30
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Beth
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: It took years of therapy to even process the reality. I mean, when I was a kid, I just told myself that Tommy had gotten lost in the magical realm of Froopyland.
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7,538
| 30
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Summer
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:"Froopyland?"
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7,539
| 30
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Beth
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: My make-believe world. I know the name’s stupid, but it was so real to me.
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7,540
| 30
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Rick
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: Aren’t you guys supposed to be at your father’s for custody weekend?
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7,541
| 30
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Morty
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:We’re not in a hurry. Dad sleeps until sundown. Can we talk a little bit more about this Froopy--
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7,542
| 30
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Summer
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:Not the bubble gun! There’s no air --
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7,543
| 30
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Beth
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:I gotta say, I am warming up to the bubble gun.
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7,544
| 30
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Rick
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: You know, if you’re so great at naming things, why don’t you do it from now on?
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7,545
| 30
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Beth
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:-What?
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7,546
| 30
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Rick
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:-Froopyland. Was it my best work? I don’t know. Does it deserve to be shit on creatively? Yeah, that’s right. I agree with your look of horrified realization. You can be very inconsiderate sometimes.
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7,547
| 30
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Rick
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:[ Rattling ] [ Grunting ] Here it is. You know, I collapsed a quantum tesseract to
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7,548
| 30
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Beth
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: -- Dad, I don’t care how you made it. I want to know if Tommy’s still in there!
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7,549
| 30
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Rick
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: Relax, Beth. (draws door on wall) [ Jingling, crackling) If he is, we’ll find him. He’ll be the only sun-bleached skeleton with non-imaginary DNA.
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7,550
| 30
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Beth
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: Tommy! Tommy! This is a nightmare. I can’t believe you used to lock me up in this glorified chicken coop.
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7,551
| 30
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Rick
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: Chicken coop? Those are procedurally generated clouds, Beth. That river is a rainbow. Literally. Come on, I-I-I put real elbow grease into this place.
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7,552
| 30
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Beth
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: Well, you’re supposed to put elbow grease into your daughter!
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7,553
| 30
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Rick
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:Gross.
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7,554
| 30
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Beth
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: Do you think something ate him?
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7,555
| 30
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Rick
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: Nope. Froopyland creatures were designed to be harmless. He definitely just starved to death.
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7,556
| 30
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Beth
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: I could have been the one who starved to death in here. What if I’d gotten hurt?
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7,557
| 30
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Rick
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:God, you’re right. I’m a terrible dad. Well, nothing to live for. Goodbye, cruel world! (jumps off cliff)
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7,558
| 30
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Beth
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: Dad!
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7,559
| 30
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Rick
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:[ Thump ] Oh, how do you like that? What kind of merciless creator makes the ground bouncy? I’m gonna have to drown myself.
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7,560
| 30
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Beth
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: [Jumps, Thump ] Unh!
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7,561
| 30
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Rick
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:(sticks head in water) Oh, no. Oh, the water’s breathable? Who went and did that?
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7,562
| 30
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Beth
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:Oh, whatever.
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7,563
| 30
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Rick
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:Yeah, whatever. A dad makes a toilet look like R2-D2, and it breaks the front page of Reddit, but I’m Charles Manson because I gave you your own world instead of an iPad. I think the words you’re looking for are -- Aah! [Gets grabbed by a raptor. Screeches ] Holy [bleep] [Bleep] This thing has claws!
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7,564
| 30
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Beth
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:Yeah, I get it. It’s a childproof world.
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7,565
| 30
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Rick
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: No, no, seriously, this hurts really bad! This thing is sinking razor-sharp claws in -- Aah! [Bleep]
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7,566
| 30
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Beth
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: You’ve made your point, Dad. Dad?
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7,567
| 30
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Morty
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:Ugh!
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7,568
| 30
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Summer
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: Whose idea was this stupid custody weekend thing?
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7,569
| 30
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Morty
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: I think it’s supposed to help prevent abandonment issues.
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7,570
| 30
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Summer
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: I want to be abandoned.
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7,571
| 30
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Morty
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: Yeah, I’m talking about Dad.
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7,572
| 30
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Jerry
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: [ Door opens ] Bienvenue a la Chez Divorced Dad.
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7,573
| 30
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Summer
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: Wow, Dad. Your place looks way less like a crackhouse.
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7,574
| 30
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Morty
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: It’s actually clean, like a cocaine house. Dad, what’s going on?
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7,575
| 30
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Jerry
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: I’m simply centered, activated -- [ Glass clinks, Warble ]
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7,576
| 30
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Morty
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:And telekinetic?
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7,577
| 30
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Jerry
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: Pretty cool, huh? Check it out. Who wants a smoothie? [ Rattle, Blender whirring ] Oh -- Oh, no. Uh, oh, God. Summer -- Summer, can you --
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7,578
| 30
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Summer
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:-Aah!
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7,579
| 30
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Jerry
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: -Sorry.
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7,580
| 30
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Kiara
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: [ Warble ] You have much to learn, my Uloo.
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7,581
| 30
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Jerry
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: Morty, Summer, this is Kiara. She’s a Krootabulan warrior priestess from Krootabulon.
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7,582
| 30
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Morty
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: I-I know where Krootabulans are from, Dad. Uh, Chaimuntolo.
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7,583
| 30
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Kiara
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: Chaimuntolo, younglings.
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7,584
| 30
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Summer
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: Hymencholo.
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7,585
| 30
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Kiara
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: Your father’s mind holds love for you. I am humbled to meet in physicality.
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7,586
| 30
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Summer
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: Dad, are you
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7,587
| 30
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Jerry
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:-- In love with a badass, sexy alien lady? Ha, ha, I don’t know, Summer. You tell me.
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7,588
| 30
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Summer
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: I wasn’t going to ask if you were in love since you barely know her.
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7,589
| 30
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Jerry
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: Summer. Kiara and I met on that interstellar dating service Rick was always suggesting when your mom and I were together. And things just kind of clicked.
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7,590
| 30
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Kiara
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: We must move! Our reservation is at 7:00.
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7,591
| 30
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Jerry
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: [ Whoosh ] I hate to see her leave, but I love to watch her phase shift away. I’m sure you noticed what she has three of, but guess what she has two of?
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7,592
| 30
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Rick
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: [ Screeches ] Oof! All right, knock it off! Listen, I’ve been giving you a pass because I’m charmed that life finds a way, but -- Aah! All right, you know what? [ Ray gun fires ] Ouch! Oh! Unh! Ouch! God! [ Sizzling ] Aah! Agh! [ Arm clicks ]
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7,593
| 30
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Beth
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: Oh, yeah, this place is the safest. Best dad ever. Can’t you just say, "I admit it, I screwed up"?
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7,594
| 30
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Rick
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: Uh, what would be the point of that?
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7,595
| 30
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Beth
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: [ Chuckling ] You can’t do it, can you? You can’t just [bleep] apologize.
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7,596
| 30
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Rick
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: Okay, okay, Beth, I’m sorry you think you deserve an apology. [raptor Screeches ] Hey, don’t look at me. You let your kid roll around on the floor of a target, it’s gonna get stepped on. [raptor Screeches, Whir, zap ] Huh. Well, here’s the problem right here. We’ve got a bunch of Froopyland procedural carbons all gummed up and mixed in with real human DNA.
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7,597
| 30
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Beth
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: Are you saying Tommy survived here by having sex with Froopy creatures, creating Froopy-human hybrid offspring, and then consuming their proteins, sustaining himself with an endless cycle of cannibalistic incest?
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7,598
| 30
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Rick
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: It’s just a working theory. Of course, if that’s the case, I expect he’d be worshiped as a kind of god by a medieval-level society of his least-delicious children.
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7,599
| 30
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Lead Froopy Creature
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: Halt! You are now prisoners of our exalted ruler, giver and taker of life, helper and consumer of mortality, dispenser of life
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