Morty: I, Morty Smith, invoke my right to choose one in every ten Rick and Morty adventures.  Read 'em and weep.
Rick: God... fuckin' dammit!  Fine! But don't say I didn't warn you.
Morty: Yes!  Vindicator command ship, beacon received! We're doing Vindicators Twoooooooooo!
Rick: Whoops! Uh, Morty, you might want to freeze some sperm.
Supernova: Vindicators, Worldender is back...
Supernova: ..and this time, he's out to end more than worlds. We have reason to believe his stronghold is located on...
Rick: My balls.