Rick and Morty

-This the place? -This the place.

-This the stuff? -This the stuff.

And this is no ordinary stuff, Morty.

This sap is primo .

-Argh! -Ah!

-What the hell? -Shit! Vines!

Locusts come to harvest my bounty.

Hey, giant ancient tree guy.

Sorry. We thought the sap was accountability free.

Yeah, well, we're not locusts, just a couple adventurers.

Spacefarers.

You consume your planets,

then spread your sickness to the stars.

Nah. Nah, man. We're clean, I promise.

Yeah, yeah. We just got tested,

and I got a bit of a soy allergy.

I have a place for animals like you.

You will be reformed.

What is...

...this?!

Yeah, Morty.

Not ideal.

But I promise you, the sap will be worth it.

I had the craziest night on this stuff a few weeks ago.

I'm all wobbly, Rick.

What the fuck's going on.

In the same position you are.

But I can guess that those roots extracted the biological data

we think of as our minds and reincarnated us as amoeba.

How do we get our old bodies back?

Well, that's the wrong question.

But it's the one all new cellmates ask.

"Cellmates."

We use humor to stay sane in this place.

Yes, sir.

Many folks have tried to raid this planet

and ended up down here.

Growth and rebirth.

The ball and chain around our ankles.

In here, a man can truly change.

But don't mistake that for freedom.

Give me your cytoplasm, you limp-dick motherfucker!

Argh!

What? Huh.

Guess if you die, you start over.

Good thing we hadn't made much progress.

Try not to die, Morty.

Hello, my delicious friends.

He's multicellular now!

Back for another helping?

Spawn-camping piece of shit!

Jesus!

Prison rules, Morty. Get to the top of the food chain

or you're someone's dinner.

Hey, get in here. We need the nutrients.

Oh, it's like salty tapioca.

If this place is dumb enough to let us manipulate our DNA,

Morty, then we'll just evolve our way out.

First step is fins.

Wait. How? Mitosis, Morty.

Think really hard about being your own daughter.

Being a fish isn't so bad.

Swimming is fun.

I do like how you're never thirsty.

And the whole world's your toilet.

Oh. Oh, air.

So good.

So good.

Toughen up, Morty.

The primordial soup was just the beginning.

We're in some kind of hollow earth.

The reincarnation field must be contained

within the warden's root lattice.

If we escape to the surface,

we escape the cycle.

God damn it, Morty, you're a lungfish.

Use your lungs.

Sorry.

You know how much willpower it takes to drown yourself?

W-What do you want to try next?

I got eight words for you...

legs.

This is great.

We let our food come to us and plan our next move.

Um. I think I'm stuck.

In our own web?

It's fine. I'll use you and pull myself up.

Don't!

Oh! Damn it!

Not so fun, is it?

Eat shit! I'm gonna!

Morty, I'm gonna evolve wings,

and then I'm gonna kill that guy.

Whoo-hoo!

This is amazing, Rick.

And really quick to get to.

Birds are basically small dinosaurs.

All right, Morty, there's no thermals.

So we've got to evolve really specific wings to get up there.

Oh, you can't build us mech suits yet.

Nah, birds can get wherever they want,

but can't do anything once they get there.

It's like astral projection.

Oh, shit!

he can get us down here, too.

All right. Pretty obvious.

We gotta climb a tech tree to climb the actual tree.

And we do that with...

Hands. Supple, grippy hands

and a pretty familiar version of --

God, just go already. Don't wait up!

Um, this watering hole is pretty tense.

Pretty, um, ape heavy. Exactly.

There's holes for apes only. Clear out.

Oh, we were just, uh, drinking water.

And using tools!

Hey, look, this guy's jerking off a stick

with his rock

He's a stick stroker!

I'm gonna end you, tool man.

We, uh, we-we-we we can move along.

Argh!

Oh, my God, Rick!

Hey, what the fuck? Hey! Kill those monkeys

slightly different than us.

What are you doing, Rick?

They started it. Domination through technology, Morty.

We're going apex. This stick is your god!

He's got a thing!

Oh!

Ri... Rick?

I'm doing this for both of us.

I'll find you when I find you.

Guess he really did bail on me.

You lost, son?

Oh. Oh, hey. Uh, please --

Please don't kill me for my cytoplasm.

Oh, child,

you've been trapped in the cycle of violence too long.

I don't know, maybe you're right.

I'm tired of fighting all the time.

Mm-hmm.

I've seen countless souls waste a billion lifetimes trying

to bust out of here.

But you can't fight the cycle, son.

You got to submit to it. Serve nature.

Is this where you kill me?

Oh, you are traumatized.

Wow!

Pollinating, building little hexagon houses,

feels good to do something positive.

Mm-hmm.

You see?

And I reckon the warden likes it, too.

What are you in for, Morty?

I was a scout for an orc species looking for planets to conquer.

I was a scout for a sludge species looking

for planets to conquer.

Well, I'm a touch different

because I was a pod person looking for planets to conquer.

I was helping my grandpa get sap.

I assume it makes energy or gets you high.

I-I-I don't know.

Aha. That adds up.

He seems the type to be locked in here, but you don't.

Thank you!

It's a... There's a...

G-O-R...

Should've... spelled... "ape."

On to the next one.

Every cycle evolves as closer to parole.

Ohhhh, I'm so fucking wounded.

Your lead? I'm the alpha.

Dog, I'm the alpha.

Easy prey here. Easy pickings.

Get em. Now!

I'm the alpha. Omega!

A hole? This isn't alpha at all.

We're all betas now. Come on, time to meet the boss.

Hey. I know usually I'd be trying to eat you and all,

but maybe Los Lobos in the herd.

Hey! No interspecies solidarity.

The wolves have been incorporated, sir.

All except for that one.

I'm sorry for those things I said about apes.

More fermented berry mash.

Right away, sir. It's time to climb this fucker.

Listen up, pawns.

We begin the task of scaling this root.