“No,” Morty said.
The word hung in the air like a gunshot.
“He’ll be back. They always come back for the Wi-Fi password.” rick and morty s06e01 tv
Morty walked to the front door. He picked up his backpack—the same yellow one from the pilot episode, now faded and patched with duct tape.
Rick’s smirk flickered. “Remember what? The time I turned your bed into a Cronenberg? Ancient history.” “No,” Morty said
“I remember the first time you left me on a cronenberged Earth, Rick. The real first time. Season one. You abandoned me for months. I survived on canned beans and horror. And when you finally came back, you just said ‘Grab a shovel, Morty, we’re burying your dead grandpa.’ And I did. Because I was nine.”
“You spent the whole episode gloating about how you ‘fixed the portal fluid,’ Rick. How we’re finally back in our original dimension. But I realized something. I’m not back. All those Mortys you left behind in other dimensions? The one who got shot? The one who got old? The one you replaced with a clone? They’re all me. And I remember dying for you. Over and over.” They always come back for the Wi-Fi password
Jerry cleared his throat. “So… does this mean I get the remote?”