As Morty held the scrap, a lone Death Stalker approached鈥攁 giant of a man who went by the name Hemorrhage . He looked at Morty鈥檚 trembling hand and then at the glowing green portal Rick was calibrating.
Rick took a long swig from a flask that smelled like burnt ozone. "That鈥檚 the point, Morty. You think people live in a desert-hellscape because the real estate is cheap? No, they do it because when a guy with a chainsaw for a hand is trying to graft your skin onto a kite, you don鈥檛 have time to wonder why your dad is living in a motel eating cold beans." Rick_e_morty_s03e02
Rick handed Morty a jagged piece of scrap metal. "Now, hold this. We鈥檙e going to build a localized time-dilator so we can spend six months here in the next twenty minutes. I need a vacation from your mother鈥檚 'healing' wine nights." As Morty held the scrap, a lone Death