Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I invited him in, Rick.

Usually comes out on the fourth try.

Geez, Dad, what the hell are you doing?

All right, looking good. Stay on target.

The presidential Black Hawk is landing on the lawn.

You beautiful son of a bitch!

All right, j-just destroy the lightsaber!

Do I hear something coming down the chimney?

I hate to say it, but I wish there was something to attack.

I said don't take the fucking sword,

P-Perfectly fucking vertical!

Good luck finding a good scientist on Christmas!

It's Christmas, for God's sake,

It's almost like someone designed me

I'll go first! Uh, question.

It could be all happening in the background! Who knows?

even though I don't want to.

and you were like "whatever,"

I don't want another you.

I own Star Wars, not you.

You know all that Star Wars shit is silly, right?

You got something to tell me, Morty?

for even wanting one, and i-it's the worst Christmas ever!

But you do have to answer everyone's questions.

That's what happens when you let people in

Y-You didn't even want to --

They didn't pay the price with their souls.

Because if you're a robot, you're not allowed to say you are.

But that's what a robot would say!

You don't have to rub it in, Morty.

That's not a threat from me, that's how advanced my shit is.

I mean a regular-ass Netflix drama.