What do you say we take down these blast shields? I think you should put down the gun and we should get you to a doctor. We'll be right back after these messages. Let's give it up for the grillmaster Rick! I'm like tom cruise from, um, "cuisine" or w-whatever that movie's called where he makes drinks. You know what, pencilvester? It took me my whole life to realize it, but I love barbecuing. Rick, these are our family and friends, the people we barbecue with.Īll: Remember the barbecue. Oh, yeah? Well, what if you just think that, sleepy gary? I'm just gonna aim for shoulders starting with the weird girl. Look, I'm not used to being this unsure for this long. Okay, look, we shouldn't need evidence or logic to know who's family and who isn't.Īnd her husband, sleepy gary, is hands down my absolute best friend.īeyond that, no offense to any of you, but all bets are off. I was on the wrong side of the pitchfork on this one. We're always hearing about this tinkles character, but we never get to. ♪ "t" to the "inkle" with a capital "I" ♪ ( rapping ) ♪ Summer and tinkle, friends to the end ♪ I will admit it's suspicious that Summer's only friend is a magic ballerina lamb that we've never seen. What? What teenage girl has pictures of her family? Poopybutthole.Īll I have are pictures of me and my friends from school. Yeah, I-I g- I guess that is what happened, but I-I don't get why I would do that. Poopybutthole, Frankenstein, sleepy gary, photography raptor, Mr.
Uh, the fact that I wrote this number down means that there's four parasites.īegging your pardon, master Rick, but I seem to recall a great deal of confusion surrounding that number. There's only supposed to be six people in this house. These parasites are like bed bugs, and every flashback is another mattress. Oh, wait, don't leave without letting photography raptor take a picture. I guess I take back what I said about british cuisine. Beauregard wasn't our butler, it's safe to say the family'd be in a hell of a lot of trouble. Perhaps I'm biased, but if that story never happened, then I wouldn't still be the family butler.Īnd if Mr. Now, I believe someone has a final exam to attend. You think there's some other word that will hurt my feelings?Īfter due consideration, I have elected not to retire. Hey, we got a word for nazis back in brooklyn, pal. This is the last time I ask you for help on my history final, Rick. Now that I possess the mighty staff of rah-gubaba, the world will tremble before the fourth reich! Nicky was the reason we found that old nazi submarine. So we can't trust any of our memories now? If there's seven, then that means somebody's not real. Six, Morty! There's supposed to be six of us!
We have to stay quarantined until we know that there's no more of these things.īack in brooklyn, we got a sayin' - "we're walkin' here!" We really do get into some crazy situations as a family, mostly when we're cooped up like this. I'm crouched in the elevator shaft, but hey, I'm walkin' here! I've always been here for you guys, and I always will be. I did it the minute we got stuck.Īt least when I'm disgusting, it's on purpose. Why did all the drinks have to be extra large? Jerry, buttons don't work better if you hit them harder, and foam fists don't make you strong. Y- remember that? After "the hulk" musical? Reminds me of that time we all got stuck in the elevator together. Trust me, Beth, you don't want to know how many answers that question has. Maybe you got the first one in time, Rick!ĭad, why does our house have blast shields? Whatever you want, Rick! We're here to help!Īll right. ( belches ) so we got to keep an eye out for any zany, wacky characters that pop up. No, "Steve" put that memory in your brain so he could live in your house, eat your food, and multiply.
We all got pink eye because you won't stop texting on the toilet.īut uncle Steve taught me how to ride a bike! Somebody probably tracked it in last week on the bottom of their shoe on a piece of alien fruit. These telepathic little bastards, they embed themselves in memories, and th-then they use those to multiply and spread out, take over planets. There's no such thing as an "uncle Steve." Jerry: Oh, god! Steve! What the hell, Rick?! What the hell?! Hey, someone's been spending too much time around glowing rocks. ( chuckles ) he's been living here almost a year now. Some company out there's gonna thank their lucky stars they hired my little brother. Well, I don't like your unemployed genes in my grandchildren, Jerry, but life is made of little concessions. Rick, I don't like glowing rocks in the kitchen trash! I wanted to thank you for letting me live here all this time, so I'm treating the family to a vacation!