"Is that… are those subtitles?" Morty asked, waving his hand through the words. "And wait, the sign over there says '297 Legendas Disponíveis.' Does that mean there are 297 versions of us talking right now?"

"Rick, where are we?" Morty stammered, shielding his eyes. "Everything looks… low resolution. And why is there a floating black bar at the bottom of my vision?"

Rick smashed a console labeled . "I'm switching us back to the Original Audio track, Morty! It’s going to be a bumpy ride—translations are always lossy!"

Rick took a long swig from his flask, squinting at the air. "Relax, Morty. We’re in the . Specifically, we’ve glitched into a Portuguese-language distribution server. See that text?"

Morty looked down. Bold, white letters were hovering in the air: “Rick, onde estamos?”