Morty: Yeah.
Rick: You can get his number later. Come on, Morty. We got to get out of here. You got to get those seeds out of your ass.
Jerry: Oh, look, honey. It's our son with Albert Ein-douche.
Beth: What?
Jerry: I'm an angry father, not an improviser.
Rick: Oh, hi, Jerry. Oh, my goodness, Morty! What are you doing out of class? We talked about this. Your-your parents and I are very disappointed in-in this behavior... No? No takers?
Rick: You guys should really not be touching that stuff. It's beyond your reasoning.