7. The Ricklantis Mixup (第3季)【完整台词】

All right, Morty, you ready for our adventure to the Lost City of Atlantis? Ready as I'll ever be, Rick.

For [Bleep] sake.

Hello, I'm Rick K-22.

This is my Morty.

We're going from reality to reality asking Ricks to contribute to the Citadel of Ricks Redevelopment Fund.

What are you, stupid? We're done with the Citadel of Ricks.

I was never on board with it in the first place.

That's why I murdered everyone in charge and left it to rot.

That was you.

They tried to murder him first.

Aw, geez.

Well, you'll be happy to know that the council's gone now Yeah, he knows.

He murdered them.

You want to rein in your Morty? Every day.

The Citadel of Ricks Redevelopment Fund donates Morty, he's not gonna donate.

You're pitching the Policeman's Ball to a black teenager here.

Let's go.

You don't have to be a dick.

I think you know that's not true.

Geez.

I didn't know there were still Ricks and Mortys living on the Citadel.

I wonder what their day-to-day lives are like.

Well, you can keep wondering that while we go on a fun, fresh, self-contained adventure to Atlantis.

Anyone continuing to explore the Citadel is either stupid or one of the unfortunate millions held hostage by their terrible ideas.

Man, I'm glad I'm not one of them! Announcer Rick: Citadel Morning News.

News about the Citadel in the morning, pretty self explanatory.

Good morning.

I'm Rick D-716B.

And I'm Rick D-716.

Must be nice.

Coming up, gravity outages in East Sanchez Heights And, is your uranium-powered cellular matrix making you sick? The answer may not surprise you.

It's Yes, it's uranium.

Those stories and more, after this break.

Sam Elliot: 60 iterations off the central finite curve, there's a Rick that works more with wood than polarity plating.

His name is Simple Rick but he's no dummy.

He realized long ago that the greatest thing he'd ever create was his daughter.

I love Daddy! Sam Elliot: We captured that moment We run it on a loop through Simple Rick's mind And the chemical it makes his brain secrete goes into every Simple Rick's "Simple Wafers" Wafer Cookie.

Come home to the impossible flavor of your own completion.

Come home to Simple Rick's.

Just one day remains before our newly democratic Citadel elects its first President, it's anyone's race among the Rick candidates.

But a certain other candidate should be getting at least one vote for most adorable.

That's right.

The Morty party candidate's still in the race, and you just gotta love him for that.

Here you see him in his little Morty suit waving Isn't that adorable? Little jackass.

Yeah, I think we actually have the audio for his speech here Aw, geez.

Aw, man.

I'm gonna lose the election and stuff.

We had a good run, sir, but I think it's time to pull out of the race.

I feel pretty confident about tonight's debate.

You shouldn't, sir.

You should be terrified.

Maybe you should find a little faith, young man.

You don't pay me to have faith.

And we're the same age! - Aah! - Whoa! Sorry.

I-I was expecting A Rick partner? Lesson one, rookie, expect the unexpected.

Now, get in.

Mortys are human! Get the [Bleep] off the car, you Rickless [Bleep] animal! Whoa! Morty Cop: The election's got these yellow shirts more riled up than a picture-day Jessica.

That's pretty harsh, sir.

So report me.

Nobody gives a [Bleep] Look, I'm just saying, it makes me a little sad to hear a Morty cop calling Mortys animals.

Well, it makes me sad to hear another Rick cop buying into his sensitivity training.

Well, I'm glad to know there's more like me.

There was one.

Why do you think that seat was empty? Rick Dispatch: Robbery at Fifth and Avenue.

Fifth and That's Morty Town.

Unit seven responding.

Rick Teacher: Good idea, Rick.

All Morty Students: Good idea, Rick.

This is a great adventure.

All: This is a great adventure.

I love being your new Morty.

All: I love being your new Mor Farty.

Very amusing, Mr.

Smith.

Almost as amusing as when your first Rick was decapitated on Zorpantheon Nine.

Or was that your third Rick? How many Ricks have you had? Five.

I see.

So you are top of the class in something.

Tomorrow you'll be transferred to your new Ricks.

Hopefully they will be your last.

Yes, Slow Ri Tall Morty? Di did I gradgitate this time yet? Anything's possible, Tall Morty.

I guess we won't be seeing each other after this? I say we make our last day count.

I say we go to the Wishing Portal.

That's a myth.

It's not a myth.

My first Rick's fourth Morty knew a Rick whose Morty went there.

If we're not here for graduation, our butts are gonna wind up in Morty Town.

I thought your last Rick fused you with a lizard, not a chicken.

Okay, fine.

I'm in.

Me too.

What the hell?! I thought I saw a fly.

Supervisor Rick: Listen up, [Bleep] nuts.

I've been your supervisor for five years, but all shitty things must come to an end and I have been promoted to regional manager.

All: Yeah, I feel the same way, may be never meet again.

Of course, that makes the position of supervisor available, so, as of next week, the ass you'll be kissing will be that of K-83, affectionately known as Cool Rick.

All: I know I'm new to the Citadel, and some of you might not think I put in my time, but what can I say? I'm Cool Rick! Yo! Ha! Ha! Check me out! All right knuckleheads, any questions? All right, then, back to work, you gold rickers.

No Ricks, no families, high off their asses, and running amuck.

Mortys are raised to be sidekicks.

Without a side to kick, they just start kicking.