Rick and Morty, Season 3

Pickle Rick:
[Morty comes to the garage] Morty!

Morty:
Rick? W-where are you?

Pickle Rick:
On my workbench, Morty.

Morty:
Are you invisible and you're gonna, like, fart on me?

Pickle Rick:
Flip the pickle over. [Morty walks to the workbench]

Morty:
What, I'm gonna touch it, and you're gonna tell me it's an alien dick or something?

Pickle Rick:
Come on, flip the pickle, Morty. [Morty holds a screwdriver] You're not gonna regret it. The payoff is huge. [Morty turns pickle over with Rick's face on it] I turned myself into a pickle, Morty! Boom! Big reveal! I'm a pickle! What do you think about that? I turned myself into a pickle! W-what are you just staring at me for, bro? I turned myself into a pickle, Morty.

Morty:
And?

Pickle Rick:
"And"? What more do you want tacked on to this? I turned myself into a pickle, and 9/11 was an inside job?

Morty:
Was it?

Pickle Rick:
Who cares, Morty? Global acts of terrorism happen every day. Uh, here's something that's never happened before: I'm a pickle! I'M PICKLE RIIIIICK!