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My Rick and Morty Confession
I teared up when Rick said he loved his grandkids. 
I think the reason why I like this show so much is because the characters fit into these little archetypes but then they break them.
Morty is supposed to be ‘dumb’ but he says some super deep stuff that proves how intelligent he is. Summer is the preppy chick who wants to be popular and she does have moments of being shallow but she also has these great moments where she stands up for people that no one else stands up for—like Satan, and that entire montage of her and Rick beating up bullies. 
Then there is Rick. He’s a drunk, he’s offensive, he makes snide remarks and is utterly narcissistic but he tears up at the thought of possibly losing Morty, goes out of his way to get Summer’s attention, compliments his daughter. He cares deeply about his family; so much so that—when he and Morty ruined the dimension they were from—he found another one where they could be with their family like nothing happened. They could have just hopped from one dimension to another and forgotten the whole thing and in some ways they did, but they always come back to eat breakfast and interact with alternate versions of their family. 
And when Rick finally admitted that he loved his grandkids, I legit teared up. 
"I mean, if you don’t have that electric blanket, and your apartment is cold, and you need to put on another blanket or go into the closet and pile up coats on top of the blanket you have, well then you know it’s cold. And that sets up a link of things: you have compassion for the p…well, is the person next to you cold? Are there other people in the world who are cold? What a cold night! I like the cold, my God, I never realized, I don’t want a blanket, it’s fun being cold, I can snuggle up against you even more because it’s cold! All sorts of things occur to you. Turn on that electric blanket and it’s like taking a tranquilizer, it’s like being lobotomized by watching television. I think you enter the dream world again. I mean, what does it do to us, Wally, living in an environment where something as massive as the seasons or winter or cold don’t in any way affect us? I mean, we’re animals after all. I mean, what does that mean? I think that means that instead of living under the sun and the moon and the sky and the stars we’re living in a fantasy world of our own making."

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