Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Morty! I see you and, uh, Rick patched things up.
That is bad news.
Shit.
Let's get your embarrassing-ass lightsaber back
Can I just ask that? You can!
Y-You were -- you were so great.
Here, I'll -- I'll do it myself.
To stay vertical. Then show 'em how it's done.
Welp, I'm busted. Clearly in space already.
Half pretend to be satisfied, half shit on it,
Unauthorized presence.
You've destroyed enough!
That's some pretty loud stepping aside you're doing.
[ Family cheering, Rick laughing ]
Uh, Rick, uh...
and you're unloading all this Gen X hatred on me
Strike me down. What?
Oh, no! I-I'm not gonna make it.
You do your job, I'll do mine.
Morty, y-you want front or back?
and only if that fails
All right, your derivative drill ship
Oop!
Ohh!
I-I mean all of us up.
Computer voice: Security breach.
Oh, my God, look at all these streets!
Did you get any of that?
Why are you still playing with laser swords anyway?
will we launch the White House into space...
But Rick's gone.
Ooo-wee! What a season, huh?
Rick: Morty, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
I'm just glad I'm not the one that ruined Christmas.