Morty, Rick and others in “Unfinished Business”

Rick! [Rick pushes clothes in sewer]

Uhp-uhp-uhp! Morty, keep your hands off your ding-dong! It's the only way we can speak freely. Look around you, Morty. Do you really think this wuh-world is real? You'd have to be an idiot not to notice all the sloppy details. Look, that guy's putting a bun between two hot dogs.

I dunno, Rick, I mean, I've seen people do that before.

Well, look at that old lady. She's-she's walking a cat on a leash.

Uh, Mrs. Spencer does that all the time, Rick.

Look, I-I-I don't want to hear about Mrs. Spencer, Morty! She's an idiot! All right, all right, there. Wh-what about that, Morty? [see an anthropomorphic Pop-Tart leaving his toaster home on his toaster car]

Okay, okay, you got me on that one.

Oh, really, Morty? Are you sure you haven't seen that somewhere in real life before?

No, no, I haven't seen that. I mean, why would a Pop-Tart want to live inside a toaster, Rick? I mean, th-that would be like the scariest place for them to live. Y'know what I mean?

You're missing the point, Morty. Why would he drive a smaller toaster with whsdkeels? I mean, does your car look like a smaller version of your house? No.

So, why are they doing this? W-what do they want?

Well, that would be obvious to you, Morty, if you'd been paying attention.

We got the President of the United States in here! We need 10cc of concentrated dark matter, stat, or he'll die! [Rick shuts doors]

Concentrated dark matter? They were asking about that in class.

Yeah, it's a special fuel I invented to travel through space faster than anybody else. These Zigerions are always trying to scam me out of my secrets, but they made a big mistake this time, Morty. They dragged you into this. Now they're gonna pay!

What do you— w-w-what are we gonna do?

We're gonna scam the scammers, Morty. And we're gonna take 'em for everything they've got.