Jerry: "Well. I mean, traditionally, science fairs are a father/son thing." Rick: "Well, scientifically, traditions are an idiot thing."
Wanna keep some though, right?
The Devil: "Free of charge. One never pays here. Not with money."
Alfred Molina?!
Jerry: "I don't care what anyone says. If it can be a planet, it can be a planet again."
Wow, they predicted this, huh
Rick: "You work for the Devil!" Summer: "So what?" Rick & The Devil: "So what?" Summer: "Yes, so what if he's the Devil, Rick? At least the Devil has a job. At least he's active in the community. What do you do? You eat our food and make gadgets. Buh-bye."
But Summer, he's actively cursing people in the community :eyes:
King Flippy Nips: "I'm King Flippy Nips."
Welp, Morty and Jerry are on an alien planet, now
Scroopy Noopers: "Mines like these suck Plutonium up to the cities, where corporations use it to power everything, from diamond cars to golden showers and the more we remove, the more Pluto shrinks." [Rumbling.] Scroopy Noopers: "There it goes again. Just shrank a little. But a few years ago, your scientists noticed Pluto had gotten so small... they couldn't even call it a planet anymore. It should've been our wake up call. But the rich Plutonians won't wake up. And they love your dad telling everyone Pluto's a planet, because that means they can keep mining, until Pluto goes from planet to asteroid to meteor and finally... poof."
Review by Clobby ClobstersBlockedParentSpoilers2022-02-08T07:21:27Z— updated 2022-02-10T06:15:57Z
7/10