Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I-I'm gonna nip this shit in the bud.
No, no, no, he's fine, but this is a team oper-[burps]-ation,
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[ Snakes hissing ] Total waste of snakes.
Nope.
What jobs do you think I've ever turned down?
That was the plan.
for this heist movie that I'm writing.
Heistotron, state your prime directive?
If you want professional badges, you need to put a crew together.
Heisting the crystal skull.
and used it to automate a joyless process you call art?
to acknowledge the sacred atmosphere,
Must be nice. Try getting here from Malibu.
So, you and Morty knew you needed my help,
You think that's true because I wanted you to think that.
And there's this other crew they put together,
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Sanchez's 3,329?
I pretended to like to make my friends shut up.
What?
I programmed you to believe that.
I guess I should take the pizza back.
Could be a twister. Mm-hmm!
which, by the way, means "love" in Chinese.
No, I'm -- I'm good. All right, then.
Hey -- Hey, Truckula!
Is this the guy?
It makes them "Ocean's Twelve," by far the worst one.
Not only did you just kill your only ally,
Both: Your skills are required for a job.
But it was an emergency, Rick.
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Rick, I-I want to say goodbye.
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You couldn't do that an hour ago?
Uh -- Uh, guests are fans, Morty, which we are not.
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Look, Morty, I did not know that that was gonna happen.
Without him even knowing about it.
Well, l-let's hear about this heist movie.
after I reprogrammed your brain with my nanobots --
Rick. Morty. Why me?
an adventure I was having.
[ Plummeting scream ]
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You're not an artist, you're Postmates.
Look, you're the guy that wanted an epic adventure.
You know, Rick, I've been busy working on writing --
That's why it's random.
You son of a bitch.. I'm in
Sanchez, you son of a bitch.