dialouge: : Morty, relax. You're gonna be a ringer. Come here.
  [Rick drags Morty by the arm and takes him behind a truck. He pulls out a device]
  This device extracts and redistributes muscle memory.
  [Rick sticks the syringe part of the device into a dangling, muscular arm and pulls out some red liquid from it as the arm shrinks]
  
  I'm giving your body a 10-year course in wasteland combat one limb at a time.