Jerry, tied to a chair, whimpers. “Did we win?”
Jerry is thrilled. Finally, a dog who can fetch his slippers and discuss geopolitics. But as Snuffles’ intelligence skyrockets, so does his resentment. He realizes he’s been a pet—a prisoner in a world of belly rubs and leashes. And he’s not happy.
“Where will you go?” Beth asks.
Back home, triumph turns to terror. Snuffles—now calling himself —has built an army of mechanical dogs, subdued Jerry, and demands total world domination. He presents his manifesto: “Humans will be kept as pets. Small cages. Non-fat kibble. And you will be walked .”
Morty looks out the window at the fading rocket trails and whispers, “I’m gonna miss that dog.” One dog goes up, one dog comes down—but this one takes over the world first.
While Snuffles begins converting the garage into a mechanical army of dog-soldiers, Rick decides to use the same brain-enhancing tech for a more Rick purpose: Morty is failing math, so Rick plans to “Inception” his way into the teacher’s dreams to plant a suggestion.
And with a woof echoed by a thousand robotic barks, they launch into the stars.