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We make 'em work to the bone and then steal all the profits.

We really are lowlifes, eh?

Let's hurry and get this over with so we can leave!

With all due respect, Commander, we are not here as invaders.

Galactic law dictates that we give them the time to make a reply.

But we're gonna wipe 'em out either way, right?

They better hurry this up, or I'm gonna miss the limited event

in my "Battle Cats" mobile game!

You're a real scumbag.

Our journey to the next stage of life is beginning!

There is none among our people who will pick up a gun to fight.

Of course. We forbid those sorts of ambitions long ago.

And our society has flourished to a great degree because of it.

If this is how it must end, then I say we quietly accept it.

Sire. We are running out of time to make a reply to the Federation.

The end result will be the same no matter what we say.

Let us enjoy these last moments of peace to our heart's content.

We're celebrating your success early!

Knock 'em dead.

I'm all over it!

Okay, fine. We'll have a serious talk tomorrow.

Just make sure to bring her with you.

We need to clear this up.

Bringing her along will just make things more complicated!

Are we really having this discussion again?

Quit trying to worm your way out of it already!

You just want to leave this unsettled forever!

No, I don't!

The newest model of our neutrino cannon

is designed to quantize entire populations down to nothing,

while leaving everything else untouched!

It makes conquering planets less messy and easier than ever before!

Talk about convenient!

All right, then tell me why the hell that stupid bitch a key to your room!

Because I dropped it!

What the?

Oh no!

We're under attack!

Okay!

Now blow the hell outta them!

Gosh, you know, I thought I called the plumber...

The legendary terrorist, Rick Sanchez...

...is now my plaything!

I've got axes, saws, and a long browsing history of porn websites.

Trying to hide anything from me is pointless.

Look, I'm an inventor. Bombs aren't my thing.

I just knew it had something to do with Rick.

I mean, the only thing I'm guilty

of is causing our toilet to flush constantly,

which hardly warrants a response like that!

What is going on?

There's no way dad would let himself get caught that easily.

Well, yeah, that was just a hologram dummy.

It's been rigged with a destruction program.

That you, Summer?

How's it going with my dummy?

Space Mom is tracking it now.

Everything's going as planned.

Hey, Grandpa?

What are those guys after you for?

They're trying to get me on some BS.

They think I'm in possession of an anti-matter bomb.

You're not?

Nah, all this gizmo does is decrease entropy.

Which makes the flow of time go backwards.

The theory behind it is simple.

Though, I guess it's not all that different from a bomb.

Both are stupid!

What's Morty up to?

Exactly what we figured. Goofing around.

He's totally hooked on that VR game you made him, Grandpa.

Damn straight.

I made that thing specifically so he'd get hooked on it.

Except he'll never come back if he gets in too deep!

Looks like somebody doesn't understand the rules of this game.

What rules?

Aside from me, everybody here is a throwaway NPC, right?

Stuff it, punk!

Our backstory is that we're after you for stealing our money and stuff.

And guess what? We're suppose to take it back by force!

What kind of shoddy backstory is that?

Look, I don't have your money or your stuff.

Oh come on, the game won't progress with that attitude!

Just take a look at what you're wearing!

So? What's next?

Oh snap! It's coming!

It doesn't matter if it's a virtual simulation or a dream.

So long as there are zero logical contradictions,

then it becomes reality to whoever's living it.

Who knew reality could be so convenient?

Believe it or not, reality is convenient all the time.

But I always get saddled with the job of making it make sense.

So? What's next?

Oh snap! It's coming!

What the hell are you trying to get me to do now?

What's that, Grandpa? I couldn't hear you.

Just don't lose sight of me, Summer!

Morty...

I haven't forgotten you for a second.

Who're you...?

Have we met before?

My name is Elle.

I'm a warrior who controls time.

I'm Morty! And I'm a warrior, too!

I fight with beam sabers... Oh, but I don't have them right now.

So good to see you again.

- Grandpa Rick? - Goddammit.

How long do I have to put up with this crap?

It is you!

Sorry, but I'm not your Rick.

My Morty is already dead.

It seems our dimensions are intersecting, even in this game.

And the worst part, all of it is real.

Multiple realities are progressing at the same time.

It's a doozy.

Never thought I'd actually see you again...

You okay?

Who're you?

My name's Frank.

I was the cowardly guy who turned away...

even though you looked at me for help.

I remember...

Please forgive the old me. I'm sure he's paying dearly for it.

You have lovely eyes.

Despite the fact there are an infinite number of paths available to us,

we only get one life to pick from.

It's pretty dumb, huh?

And the dumbest part of it all

is that we're the ones who chose it for ourselves.

At least in my case, anyway.

El... Elle...

So? What's next?

Oh snap! It's coming!

Why would a girl like you be interested in me?

What do you mean?

Oh, wait. I get it.

This must be grandpa's doing...

What about your grandpa?

Never mind. Forget I said anything.

Let me get this straight, you're saying that I don't really exist?

Wow! Is this a gift for me? Thank you!

It's the Nander Dragon's Tear.

I want you to have this.

It's the Nander Dragon's Sweat.

- Aren't you going to take off that suit? - Why would I?

Why? This suit gives me all sorts of power.

It lets me be a real macho man.

It's hard to explain.

I guess I just don't think it looks good on you.

The man famous for his great wealth and honor, Morty Smith,

is now launching a career into politics!

Could you give me some time alone?

The man who established an empire in a single lifetime: Morty Smith.

Although he had numerous romances throughout the years,

he never got married even once.

This is something you'll understand when you get older.

There are some people who remain so clear

in your memory that you never forget them,

even if you've only met once at a young age.

The final words that he left behind remain a complete mystery even now...

El... Elle...

Just look at yourself, dear! You need to face reality!

How are we supposed to feed our child?

So, I finally took off that suit.

Are you there, Summer?

You haven't lost of sight of me, right?

I can see you clear as day on the radar, Grandpa.

But your position is pretty unstable...

The coordinate axis is warped and kinda looks like a snake.

Space-time is getting all screwed up

because of that gizmo I mentioned earlier.

I don't even know where I am right now!

I'm guessing that my location is staying fixed because you're monitoring it.

Which means I don't have to worry about getting stuck in this hellhole

as long as you keep watching!

Except I think it's just a matter

of time before I lose sight of you.

Yeah, probably.

The portal gun is worthless right now.

You gotta guide me to wherever the wormhole is, Summer!

Does that mean you're coming back, Grandpa?

Is rain wet?

And while you're at it, I need you to execute protocol 1098.

We're bringing Morty back.

Okay! Just leave it to me, Grandpa!

Morty.

I knew it...

I just knew we'd see each other again!

Mission complete!

Found tonight's dinner.