Rick and Morty

Hey, bud, wanna decorate some Easter baskets

with your old man?

What? No. I-I'm streaming on Twitch.

"Fortnite" just added JFK.

Maybe we could fill some baskets with jelly beans,

you know, get our tradition on?

I've gotta pack for spring break.

Also, Jelly Bean is a slur.

Come on, Beth. The kids are growing up.

Maybe you and I can hide some eggs one last time?

I don't need the house smelling like egg farts, Jerry.

Rick. Oh...

You know what? Never mind.

Doesn't anyone celebrate Easter anymore?

I-I don't wanna force people to go to church or anything, but --

Can you even tell me what Easter is about?

It's when Christ was born.

Or was murdered, maybe. I dunno.

But we eat candy to remember. It's important.

Jerry, if it wasn't for the aisle at Costco,

you wouldn't even know it was happening.

Yeah, Dad.

Example -- When's Christmas?

December 25th.

And what's today's date?

Uh, Ap-Ap-April.

Look, I want to be a good dad, okay?

And -- And I know that you gotta

go straight up the middle to do that.

If Easter is fading from our family, that's bad.

So, who's coming with me to get some egg dye?

Guess that just means more candy for Jer.

Aaah!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, are you ok-- Ahhhghh!

Oh, my God, what a terrible time to have eaten so much candy.

Arghhhh!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm not trying to kill you with vomit!

I'm just so scared. Agghh!

Please, please tell me this isn't who I think it is.

Well, do you know of any other bipedal humanoid rabbits?

Oh, my God, I killed the Easter Bunny.

Along with the hopes and dreams of children everywhere.

Summer. Share those jokes with me in private.

Rick, what does this mean?

Not sure. I have a few questions.

Did you puke on it to try and kill it?

No! I have no more questions.

Huh.

This necklace is German, 13th century.

Shows permafrost damage and --

Feel my heart. It's beating a million beats per second!

Sweetie, calm down. Have a glass of water.

Breathe. Okay, okay.

Whew, you're right. It's fine.

Uh, Dad. Mm!

Right, water. I came in here for water.

Fucking glass doesn't work.

Dad, what is happening?

Well, for the first time ever, Jerry accomplished something.

We should remember him this way, in case we lose him.

Lose him?

Mutagenesis. Cellular transformation,

metastatic spread, rapidly accelerating

with a deadline of...

48 hours from now.

That's Easter. Unless it's next weekend?

Doesn't anyone have a calendar app?

I have holidays turned off.

Oh, yeah, no, he-here it is.

Google says it's this weekend.

Well, I truly thought Easter was a zero holiday,

but, Jerry, you've been...

Easter Claused.

Oh, no.

Wait. What?

Rick, that doesn't make sense.

The title of the movie is based on the pun

of Santa's last name. Did you understand what I meant?

If so, then it made plenty of sense.

Aah!

This is a mitogen deterrent,

should slow down the transformation.

Beth, you stay with Jerry. Morty, you're with me.

We're gonna Dan Brown that German necklace.

Hell yeah, E-Easter adventure!

Summer. Daytona?

Exactly. Get shitfaced, go insane.

Here's a fake ID and a second alcohol stomach.

I want you to do some molly and throw up in a pool.

No, no. Don't. I fuckin' love you, Grandpa Rick.

Come on, Morty, to the Alps!

Let's Indiana Jones!

Ah. Recent thaw.

This altitude should be permafrost.

God, I do not wanna say "climate change" on this show.

I don't know which way Zaslav voted.

You think that giant rabbit unfroze

because of SUVs and, uh... cig-cig-cigarettes?

Yes, Morty, it unfroze because of cigarettes.

You ever see "Iceman," Morty?

'80s flick? Timothy Hutton?

The '80s were forever ago, Rick.

"Encino Man"?

You're old. You're old.

Fuck you, Morty. Fuck you, Rick!

Eh, fuck you! You're old and gay.

You can't say that anymore!

Let's see if the locals know anything.

Whoa, ch-check out this Wicker Man-looking place.

German Easter is a little less chocolate-centric.

Say what you want about America,

but we get a few things right.

Whoa. It's a big Easter egg.

Looks like it's from Andromeda.

Why would aliens care about a holiday

we don't even care about?

I dunno, but we're not the only ones looking for answers.

Check out these nerds.

Aah! Aah!

Space Christians?

I-Isn't that a conflict of interest?

Hey, don't scan me. I'll scan you.

Easter Rabbit DNA.

He's clearly made contact with it.

My scan says you shit standing up.

Says it gets on your legs.

Where is the rabbit?

Oh, a cross gun. That's dumb.

Nobody needs to get hurt.

I'm sure I'll be fine.

Aah!

Aah!

Aren't you guys on Easter's side?

What the hell is happening?!

Oh! Ah!

The egg is damaged.

But now we know where it's from.

Andromeda!

Go there and destroy all the containment eggs except one.

We'll capture the rabbit here.

And then Easter will be finished.

Ahh.

They got the egg.

H-How will we know where to go?

Morty, it's one word. We just said it.

Andromeda.

Alright! To Amadahbra!

Are you... Are you messing with me?

Beth. Please let me out.

Rick put you in there for a reason, sweetie.

Ugh, I feel fine! I need to pee.

I just want...five minutes... to stretch my legs!

Whoa. Heh. Your arms.

I know. They ripped through my shirt!

I'm telling you, I feel amazing.

Like, I feel like I could...

Holy shit. I feel so shallow for how turned on I am.

See? I'm solid.

And so are you.

Oh. Have I ever told you

you're the hottest woman I could imagine?

Am I this easy? I think I'm this easy.

I don't tell you enough. I don't see you.

But I see you now.

Or as the Na'vi put it...

We gotta wash these sheets.

How 'bout one more go before they dry?

Uch, Jesus!

What? What?!

Jerry, you've got a boil on your back,

and there's hair inside it!

I'm sorry, just --

I cwath thu fwack you.

Jerry? Your tooth.

Huh. Would you look at that?

Oh, there's another one. Oh!

Oh. Oh.

My mouth feels weird in the middle.

Okay, back in the prism.

No! So -- So what?

A few teeth fell out while we wait for Rick to get back.

Why is that such a big dea--

Jerry!

My legs! Oh, my God, my legs!

They're broken!

Wait, they're -- they're fine!

Better than fine.

Wow! Look at this, babe. Look!

Just calm down. We'll, uh --

W-We'll get you more lettuce.

Why are you being such a drag about this?

You're scaring me. And you're bumming me out.

If you're gonna be such a prude, I'm getting out of here.

Jerry! Jerry, come back!

Rick, are we in the right place?

Yeah.

Trying to work out the big mythology here,

and all I'm getting is H.R. Giger meets Coachella.