- Morty Smith: Who are they?
- Rick Sanchez: Crystal poachers; there's no lower form of life. They think the Galaxy's their own personal piggy bank.
- Morty Smith: Wait then, what are we?
- Rick Sanchez: We are Rick & Morty.
- [Morty is driving Rick's spaceship, rather recklessly, so that he can follow a destiny to die in Jessica's arms]
- Rick Sanchez: Morty, you know outer space is up, right?
- Morty Smith: Yeah, yeah. I'm just, uh, following... my... instincts.
- Rick Sanchez: Will you just go up?
- [grabs at controls]
- Morty Smith: Stop! You're gonna make me die wrong!
- Rick Sanchez: Wait a minute, what? Morty, do you have a death crystal in your pocket?
- Morty Smith: No... Maybe.
- Rick Sanchez: You little monster! I thought you were masturbating!
- Morty Smith: And you took that in stride?
- Rick Sanchez: You rather I address it?
- Rick Sanchez: Hey Morty, quick favor...
- Morty Smith: What, cover me in gasoline and spiders? Fine, yeah, I'm in.
- Rick Sanchez: So, ah, wh-what are we doing?
- Morty Smith: [Pointing a gun at Rick] Stop asking questions. Stop doing meta-commentary. Just have fun. We're going on a simple, fun, classic adventure.
- Rick Sanchez: Okay, y'know what? It would really help if you could just say anything other than what you don't want.
- Morty Smith: I like Mr Meeseeks.
- Rick Sanchez: Okay, now we're talking. Y'know what, I usually keep a Meeseeks box in my glove compartment. So maybe Fascist Rick does too.
- [Morty opens glove compartment and takes out Meeseeks box]
- Rick Sanchez: Ah, well look at that, now we're doing something we've done before.
- [Rick presses on box, Meeseeks appears]
- Mr Meeseeks: I'm Mr Meeseeks!
- Rick Sanchez: [Points at Morty] Kill this Nazi prick!
- Rick Sanchez: People that spend their life avoiding death are already dead. They're also rich, and I like to spend my life with their money.
- Newscaster: Don't gaslight me.
- Anchorman: Gaslighting doesn't exist. You made it up 'cause you're fucking crazy.