Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I knew you would say that.
Snake Arms! Double Microwave! Monitor Lord! Key Catcher!
And I programmed you to believe that.
Rick, welcome to Knightley's Nine.
Yeah, well, I know you're gonna say
[ Birds cawing ]
Come on, Morty. Let's go.
In a heist off! [ Crowd cheers, air horn blows ]
My question is, "Seriously?"
If you're talking about the code adjustments you made
Clap. Slow clap achieved.
Where is the entrance?
I-I don't want to talk about it.
If you want to take a beat
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or whatever's going on with your confusing-ass hands.
Wha-- [ Groaning ]
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of support for this genre.
How much is it to get in?
He's up in his room with his [bleep] thumb up his ass.
Yeah, I guess.
You are here now.
If I were, it wouldn't be much of a double-cross.
Yeah, without him even knowing about it.
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My name's Gleer these days.
That doesn't make things interesting.
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He's a getaway driver with Asperger's,
Rick Sanchez, everyone. Smartest man in the universe.
Every breath I take without your permission raises my self esteem
You son of a b, I’m in.
Grandpa's gonna run to the bathroom.
Casing of planet initiated.
And the name's Glar!
AKA a hipster dick