Beth:
I am wiped out, I guess I’ll turn in.
Rick:
Cool.
Beth:
Dad? I feel like I have spent my life pretending you’re a great guy and trying to be like you and the ugly truth has always been…
Rick:
That I’m not that great a guy and you’re exactly like me.
Beth:
Am I evil?
Rick:
Worse. You’re smart. When you know nothing matters, the universe is yours and I’ve never met a universe that was into it. The universe is basically an animal, it grazes on the ordinary. Creates infinite idiots just to eat them. Not unlike your friend Timmy…
Beth:
Tommy.
Rick:
Yeah, hardly matters now, sweetie. You know, smart people get a chance to climb on top, take reality for a ride. But it will never stop trying to throw you and eventually, it will. There’s no other way off.
Beth:
Dad, I am out of excuses to not be who I am. So, who am I? What do I do?
Rick:
My advice, take off. Put a saddle on your universe, let it kick itself out.