Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Time to get jerry. Ugh.
Depending on how long you were out of the room,
"four agreements," "eat pray love,"
Spinal cord -- robitussin as a base, then surprise me.
Makes you wonder if some people were still in there,
Yeah, not dead, more like not around.
That's where haunting comes in handy, huh?
Hello? Morty?
If I could be muted, I wouldn't be
Mmmm, I'm mr. Frundles!
Deep cut.
[ electricity crackling, loud rumbling ]
Whoa, hoho, you found me!
He basically threw a tantrum
You've made that clear.
Shh. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Were you putting on pants?
Buried in the backyard!
I deserve that. But, you know, it...
Right. Can't have that.
Nobody quits twitter.
[ roaring in agony ]
His "plan" was to monologue and [bleep] off
I shouldn't have to beg.
-Too bad, morty. -Hi, hon.
[ pulsating ]
He's not findable, diane.
You, would I, you dirty bear?
You did this last season! You're like a suicide bomber!
Looks like it involves grandpa's grody citadel.
Are you letting go?
If I wasn't married to an unemployed
You son of a bitch! I got you!
Uh... Guess I could loot some stuff.
[ animals calling in distance ]
Repairman rick and mortys, right?
Ahh.
Ohhhhhh!
With no one left to blame, I finally had to deal with myself.
Oh, [bleep]
Here's a bunch of countdowns.
Knock it off! Get out of here!