Rick: [overrun by vengeful Alternate Mortys] Come on! Do it! Do it, you little bastards!
Principal Vagina: The name's real. Possibly Scandinavian...
Rick: Don't touch that, it's beyond your reason!
TopHat Jones: I love my Strawberry Sniggles!
Rick: Cosmic Apotheosis wears off faster than Salvia.
Rick: This is my old friend Reuben.
Reuben the Homeless Mall Santa: PEARL HARBOUR!
Gargleblarg: Gargle Blarg-Blarg?
Fart: All the Moonmen want things their way/ but we make sure they see the Sun.
Kromulon: Welcome back to Planet Music! First up, let's hear the latest song from Parvelsnarps! The Greebeebowbs! Show me what you got!
Kromulon: Moving on to Planet Arboles Metarosos. Arbolian Metarososians, show us what you got!
Arbolian Metarososian: A one-two-three-four!
[Pathetic twangling]
Kromulon: That was Chunky Tunk with Full Ming-Mong, Empty Gorp Dork!
Mr Goldenfold: The Heads Disqualified Vagina! Get him!
Rick: Wait for the ramp, Morty! They love that slow ramp, really gets their Dicks hard. Right down to the ground, there.
Beth: You can't make people like you, you have to wait for hating you to bore them.
Rick: [saving the Planet] Head bent over! Raise that posterior!
Summer: Grandpa, go home and drink!
Mathmos Space Nurse: What are you doing?
Rick: A sequel.
Mathmos Space Nurse: I don't understand.
Rick: Me neither.
Rick: [alternate] I'm not going to tell you these are going to increase in value, Jerry, or even hold their current value. They have value to you, that's what matters.
Greebeebowb: Stop! If you love Music you love Freedom! Let these Worlds be Free! PLEASE!
Kromulon: DISQUALIFIED!
[Planet destroyed]
Kromulon: There's one every season...
Summer: Wait! Can't you see you're all the same?
Morty: Oh, Summer! First Race War?
