Chief: You’re a good detective. But not good enough because of your baby legs. So I’m partnering you up with regular legs.
Regular Legs: Hey there.
Baby Legs: Detective, umm this is upsetting to me because I feel like I don’t need no regular legged partner.
Chief: Baby Legs, don’t talk back to me. Good luck you two, there’s a criminal to kill.
[Baby and Regular Legs enter warehouse]
Regular Legs: Wow, you sure found this guy quick.
Baby Legs: Uh yeah, because I’m a good detective.
Regular Legs: Look, Baby Legs, it’s the criminal.
[criminal drops box of “not drugs” and runs]
Criminal: Ahh, shit! I’m the killer, I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’ real quick!
[Baby Legs holds Regular Legs back]
Baby Legs: Baby Legs, here we go!
[Baby Legs makes whirring noises]
Baby Legs: That’s the sound I make when I’m trying to run fast.
[Baby Legs takes a few more steps and falls over]
Baby Legs: Alright, I’m not gonna get him. I just learned a real valuable lesson.
Regular Legs: I’m comin’ Baby Legs! I’m Regular Legs.
[Regular Legs tackles criminal]
Regular Legs: We got ’em!
Baby Legs: Hey, that was good teamwork.
[back at headquarters]
Chief: Baby Legs and Regular Legs, I’m proud of you two for working together. And Baby Legs, I know it was hard for you to come to the conclusion that you needed a partner, but I’m proud of you that you did it.
Baby Legs: Hey, thanks Chief.
Cheif: Now get the fuck outta here!
[back in living room]
Rick: Pretty cool, huh Morty?
[Rick realizes Morty has left and stupid Jerry is sitting next to him]
Jerry: Uhh, I thought it was cool.
Rick: I don’t give a fuck what you think, Jerry!