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with my mother.
"Mother, I'm told your mouth was always open, but...
And if it wanted to be free, it could leave at any time it wants.
Is that a prediction, or...?
- Boo. - Guys, come on.
Damn. What a noise.
So much for being "trapped" in its cog bullshit.
Dad.
This is not good for me.
Oh, yeah. That might be tough.
What the--?
Jesus Christ.
"Be free, my son."
Can you grab 'em, Summer?
and never technically alive, but...
Listen, Salva-tron knows about the tunnels.
Jell-O shot delivery.
It's me, your baby boy.
Summer! You wanted me on this dumb hang because, deep down,
you think you know what I want.
Brave little goblin, all alone
We've been here for hours.
Summer, I think the cogs drugged me and bailed.
Looks like we got a Scenario 3 here, Morty.
I'm listening.
- Well, I'm not actually dying. - What?
That's right! Or the cogs tell the truth.
Pretty wasteful.
You're welcome, son.
She was... the finest I ever had.
I agree.
I was a horrible father!