Rick: Morty, this is perfect. After a little scary coitus, they should be fast asleep and then we'll incept him.
Rick: Looks like scary Terry's having a nightmare.
Morty: Oh, boy, Rick. I can only imagine what horrible things must, you know scare Scary Terry.
Scary Terry: Oh, no! I'm late to class, bitch! Oh, no! I'm not wearing any pants!
Scary Terry: Oh, uh, um ... "Bitch."
Rick: Yeah, this is a bunch of bullcrap. Who cares what stupid pun you make when you kill someone? Why don't you let the poor guy say whatever he wants?
Rick: You're putting too much pressure on yourself, scary Terry. You know, I mean, y-you're perfectly scary enough as it is.