We have reason to believe his stronghold is located on-

My balls.

Rick!

The Tyranneous System.

Once in range, million ants will scan for pheromone activity, which should lead us to the location of the base.

Oh, that's million ants!

I can't see the ants from over here, I just assumed that was, uh, turd man.

Wiggly turd man.

Rick, stop!

Rick, you have something to add to the briefing?

Uh, yeah, just a few more design notes.

Um, this guy, the, uh, the, uh-

I am Crocubot.

Ha ha ha, right, Crocubot.

So, you're half cold, unfeeling reptile, half also cold, equally unfeeling machine.

Yes.

Wow, so your origin is what, you fell into a vat of redundancy?

Ha ha, god damn!

Noob noob, we're having a briefing.

If I can continue, Rick, I anticipate sophisticated security measures.

I trust you can be of service there?

Well, let me check my list of powers and weaknesses.

Ability to do anything, but only whenever I want.

Yeah, it sounds like a job for me.

I wish he had the ability to check his attitude.

Alan rails, ladies and gentlemen.

After his parents' tragic death in a railroad accident, he gained the power to summon ghost trains.

It's not all bad, though.

They were spared having to see their grown son wear a whistle.

God damn!

Thanks, noob noob.

This guy gets it.

It's Maximus, Renegade Star Soldier!

Sorry I'm late.

It was happy hour.

Happy hour!

Uh, I was also late because of my drinking and mentioned it to zero applause.

Rick Sanchez, Tinkerer of Terror.

Man, that's hard to say.

And... Morty, right?

Whoa, yeah!

I never forget a kid.

What do you say, Vindicators? Let's make this three for three?

Yes!

Did he say three for three?

Did he say he never forgets a kid?

You mean two for two, right Vance?

Actually, we assembled a second time last summer to fight Doom-nomitron.

So this is Vindicators 3?

And you guys did Vindicators 2 without us?

I sense insecurity.

Are you sure there's not just a picnic nearby?

I guess he found his crowd.

Pretty toothless stuff, guys.

Yo, if you don't see me coming, it's a bad fortress.

Where are we?

Headquarters of the Self-Referential Six.

They're meta-nerds that found out they could be less variable as a team.

They can help us?

No, but there's a prisoner here that can.

Shh, don't tell them that.

Rick Sanchez.

I've been waiting for this moment for years.

Oh, good. Morty, this is Miss...

Lead.

I should kill you where you stand.

I brought you previous Leon.

You'll want to lock him up in your detention center.

It's a trick! He wants your prisoner!

You dick.

Liar!

Talk about a mislead.

Anti-meta field.

Fancy device.

I think I can recall the time you built it.

Don't try it, flashback.

You know, I'm excited about the upcoming election.

This force field will be impenetrable by meta-energy.

It runs on hydrogen isotopes.

It runs on hydrogen isotopes.

A few barrels of petroleum should dampen it.

Run, Morty!

Were those not there before?

Guess there's been a...

Connie Tenuity Error.

These people are the worst!

I told you, way overpowered.

Look out, Rick!

Forget him! He's a nameless guard!

That's Protago Nick.

His beam has the power to make any character the protagonist.

D-duck!

Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man, oh, man!

Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man, oh, man!

Oh, what are you doing, Marvin?

Not dying. That's what I'm doing.

What's going on? What happened?

I did it again, Katie. I ran out on another job.

Well, if you didn't do that, you wouldn't be my man.

I was almost tempted to just let it go.

That's how much I hate it here.

Smash cut!

Remember me, Rick?

Who's this guy now?

I am Mr. Twist, the fifth member of the self-referential Six.

Who's the Six?

That's the Twist, Morty.

It's you.

What?

Ignore him, Morty.

The Twist is there's no sixth member, and he tells that to everybody.

In any case, you're ours now.

You can't free yourself without a twist, and I control them.

You don't control every twist, Mr. Twist.

I've got a twist for you.

Impossible!

What is it?

Ha-ha! Nice try!

Like I didn't see that coming.

F*** me!

Great work, Morty!

I'm adapting!

Here's our ticket out of here.

They got him in a cell made out of sports because it's the opposite of story.

Do I want to ask who he is?

His name is Brett Kahn.

He has the power to make things always have been other things.

I think that's called retconning, but his name is Brett Kahn?

I think Brett's a name, too.

His name could be retconned.

It is, and always has been.

Now.

Whoa!

Careful, Morty.

Stay clear of his retcon range until he agrees to help us.

Rick, you've always trusted me.

Nice try.

Here's how it's gonna work.

You're gonna make it so Morty and I never came here.

Once that's always been the case,

I'll free you remotely with this.

What is my purpose?

To wait until I tell you to pull the lever.

You are f***ing kidding me.

If you don't free me right now, Rick,

I can make very, very bad things always have been the case for you.

Is that a threat?

You f***!

You can rot in there.

Rick!

You know what, Rhett?

Forget what I said.

We've always been friends.

Good one.

Oh, easy, Rhett.

Don't forget that coffee mug I gave you.

You always were able to be killed with coffee.

New plan.

Run.

Again.

That twist!

Being?

You were born without bones.

See you later.

There's never been anything outside this fortress.

God damn it!

And this fortress has always been a moron.

Great plan, Rick!

I'm not pushing back on that, Morty.

I have royally f***ed us.