Crocubot: I am Crocubot.
Rick Sanchez: Ha ha, right, Crocubot. So you're half cold, unfeeling reptile; half also cold, equally unfeeling machine.
Rick Sanchez: Wow, so your origin is what, you fell into a vat of redundancy?
Rick Sanchez: I hope you're happy with the adventure so far, Morty. These guys are even lamer than last time.
Morty Smith: We weren't here last time, remember? They did a whole Vindicators without us. A bunch of them got killed, too. They lost Lady Katana, Calypso, Diablo Verde...
Rick Sanchez: Yikes. Yeah, things did feel less diverse in there.
Morty Smith: This article says the reason we weren't involved was "personality conflicts."
Rick Sanchez: Don't worry, Morty, they love you. Superheros need a wide-eyed unremarkable to tag along and react to everything like it's mind-blowing.
Morty Smith: I think the personality conflict might have been... you?
Rick Sanchez: Jesus! How awesome is that? I mean, they wanted to not need me so bad they murdered three innocent heroes of color and they still had to bring me back?
Morty Smith: We're being called to assemble by the Vindicators!
Rick Sanchez: I refuse to answer a literal call to adventure, Morty. Let it go to voicemail.
Morty Smith: Rick, the Vindicators only call when the universe itself is at stake! They're the first line of defense against evil! They're the guardians of the unguarded!
Rick Sanchez: They're the writers of their own press releases, Morty. They're a bunch of drama queens that spend an hour talking, and twenty minutes jumping around while shit blows up. They're a phase. We did one, it was the big event of that summer, let it die.