“You said ‘choose which story ends.’ But you didn’t say I had to pick one of yours. You Ricks always think you’re the only ones who can break the rules.”
“That’s the point.” Final scene: The Ricks and Mortys don’t merge timelines, but they form a loose alliance—a support group for broken multiverses. Back home, Morty finishes his mitosis report (Rick wrote it in thirty seconds using a typewriter that types the future). Rick y Morty
“Goldenfold’s a simulated consciousness in a pocket universe that I forgot to delete after I used him to test a fart-powered blender. School’s irrelevant. The actual multiverse is collapsing. Not our multiverse—the meta -multiverse. The one where all the other Ricks and Mortys live.” “You said ‘choose which story ends
“Yeah. I learned it from the worst person I know.” Not our multiverse—the meta -multiverse
“Morty, get your shoes. We’re leaving in thirty seconds.”
But C-137 Rick never did that. He kept his chaos. His improvisation. His real pain.
“W-what? Rick, I have school tomorrow! Mr. Goldenfold said if I miss one more—“