Cop Rick: It’s okay, Morty.
Cop Morty: Jesus!
Cop Rick: He stabbed me! He got me bad, Morty.
Cop Morty: Shh, it’s okay, you’re okay.
Cop Rick: You were right…  Everything I learned in the academy was--
Cop Morty: It doesn’t matter.  Nothing’s wrong with putting your faith in a Morty. You just gotta pick the right one.
Cop Rick: 
Cop Rick: It’s okay, Morty.
Cop Morty: Jesus!
Cop Rick: He stabbed me! He got me bad, Morty.
Cop Morty: Shh, it’s okay, you’re okay.
Cop Rick: You were right…  Everything I learned in the academy was--
Cop Morty: It doesn’t matter.  Nothing’s wrong with putting your faith in a Morty. You just gotta pick the right one.
Cop Rick: Why is there a crib in here?
Why is there a crib in here?