Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Alright, alright, I yield!
And when the space version of my wife showed up,
Is it a number? Or like a lot of letters?
Fuck!
We try to mark safe trails for each other.
Okay. Good.
I'm a tea guy myself. Earl Grey, little milk.
The dude that runs this place,
Who are these bandana guys?
No, no, no, shit!
Where even are we?
Thanks for taking care of them, Paul.
Rick will just replace me.
God, get blamed for everything.
It's the one thing I've learned, you can't think about it.
Blah blah! Blah! Blah blah blah!
I-I don't wanna say we "won the breakup" but--
C'mon. Quit thinkin' like a Jerry and live a little.
I'm just you, brother.
Come on. Boss is ready to see you.
- Morty, you love to eat bugs... - Sure do!
- Uh, not really. - It's just one stop over.
It's your family, Jerry. I'm just living in it.
Oh, now Rick has thoughts on abandonment?
A Rick patched that one fridge nexus.
They won't even notice you've been gone.