Rick and Morty, Season 2

Rick:
Okay, wait here.

Morty:
I wanna come with!

Rick:
Don't come with. It's boring, it's... [burp] it's business stuff.

Morty:
What kind of business do you do in a garage? Y'know, this seems a little shady.

Rick:
Right, yeah, like nothing shady ever happened in a fully furnished office? You ever hear about Wall Street, Morty? Y-Y-Y'know what those guys do i-in-in their fancy boardrooms? They take their balls and they dip 'em in cocaine and wipe 'em all over each other—y'know, Grandpa goes around and he does his business in public, because Grandpa isn't shady. [someone knocks his window] Aw, crap. Hey, what's up?

Krombopulos Michael:
Hey, Rick! [laughs] Here you go, 3,000 flerbos. Do you have the weapon?

Rick:
C-Can we please? This is my grandson, Morty.

Krombopulos Michael:
Oh, hi, Morty! I'm Krombopulos Michael. I'm an assassin, I buy guns from your grandpa.

Rick:
[groans] Here, go away! [K. Michael opens case]

Krombopulos Michael:
Ooh! Yeah, this looks deadly. So, this shoots antimatter? My target can't be killed with regular matter. Nice to meet ya, Morty! Listen, if ya ever need anybody murdered, [hands Morty a card] please give me a call.

Rick:
You're g— you're giving him a card?!

Krombopulos Michael:
[cont'd] I have no code of ethics, I will kill anyone, anywhere. Children, animals, old people, doesn't matter. I just love killin'. [leaves]

Morty:
You sell weapons to killers for money?!

Rick:
Ugh... You've got what the intergalactic call a very planetary mindset, Morty. It's more complicated out here. These are flerbos. Do you understand what two humans can accomplish with 3,000 of these?

Morty:
Uh, what?

Rick:
An entire afternoon at BLIPS AND CHI-I-I-I-I-ITZ!!!!