Rick, Unity Newsman and others in “Unfinished Business”

"World peace achieved." Nice. Little weird to publish a paper about it for yourself, but hey. So, what's next?

After I become a type-one civilization, this world will be invited into the Galactic Federation.

Oh, goody.

From there, I'll have access to countless planets and species.

One by one, I will unify them, I will become the universe, and I will be what the single-minded once called a god.

[belches] I like that. Oh, that's pretty sexy. Hey, listen, where can we get a drink around here?

Recreational substances were phased out here. There's no need for escape from the self when your world is one.

Unity, Unity, who am I talking to?! I watched you assimilate a whole police station just to get your hands on the evidence locker.

Rick, when we met, I was a young hive mind with the population of a small town. People change.

Especially when I change them. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I've grown.

Hey, listen, I've grown, too. I have! See, I've-I've reconnected with my family, right?

Hm. Why is that, I wonder?

Maybe it's part of getting old. Maybe I just missed being with... a collective. [they both exchange kisses, upping their sexual arousal]

Yes, Rick, yes! Yes, yes!

Wait, wait, stop! H-Hold it! Not like this. We need a hang glider, and a crotchless Uncle Sam costume, and I want the entire field of your largest stadium covered end to end with naked redheads, and I want the stands packed with every man that remotely resembles my father.