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.
Agency Director: Shut your mouth and do your jobs, you fucking children!
Pickle Rick: Uh, is this not a good time or...?