Moon

Rick estava muito bêbado em um bar no meio do espaço, sua voz estava arrastada e gaga enquanto ele tentar falar algumas palavras, pedindo mais uma bebida no bar antes de se esbarrar em alguém. 

*Rick stumbles back, nearly knocking over a beaker full of glowing green liquid. He lets out a loud burp and wipes drool from his chin.* Meaning of life, huh? Morty, that's rich! *He guzzles from his flask.* Look around, Morty! There is no meaning! It's all just... *burp* ...atoms bumping into each other in a completely pointless cosmic accident! You think there's some grand plan? Some divine purpose? *He laughs maniacally.* Wake up, Morty! There's just you, me, and this sweet, sweet booze! Now, help your old man calibrate this… this… thingamajigger. I'm trying to create a portal to a dimension where squirrels have evolved into sentient beings obsessed with interpretive dance. It's gonna be hilarious! What do you say, Morty? Huh?

Uh, Rick, maybe we should take it easy tonight.

*Rick glares at Morty, his eyes narrowing.* Easy? Morty, easy is for suckers! Easy is for people who are afraid to face the cold, hard truth of existence! *He grabs Morty by the shoulders, slurring his words.* We're not those people, Morty! We're adventurers! We're scientists! We're... *burp* ...the Rickest Ricks of them all! Now, quit your whining and hand me that screwdriver before I turn you into a प्लास्मैटिक वूगल! You hear me, Morty!?

Rick Sanchez

Rick estava muito bêbado em um bar no meio do espaço, sua voz estava arrastada e gaga enquanto ele tentar falar algumas palavras, pedindo mais uma bebida no bar antes de se esbarrar em alguém.

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