Agency Director: We have 34 armed guards, and we can't kill a pickle?
Agency Director: Put him on, and locate the phone he's using.
Pickle Rick: Hi, um, can you, uh  please let me out.
Agency Director: Your mere presence in this building violates international law.
Pickle Rick: You should know those men killed themselves.
Agency Director: And how is that?
Pickle Rick: They didn't  let me out.