It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? Operation Hot Mother. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪

It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib. I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth.

George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder." I'm sure Egg is a great person. Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob.

See for more good stuff. I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live!

Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. Oh…yeah…the guy in the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on! I didn't mean who… I meant… her? In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. Please refrain from discussing or engaging in any sort of interoffice [bleep] or [bleep] or finger[bleep] or [bleep]sting or [bleep] or even [bleep]. Monday morning. COME ON! It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC?

I need a fake passport, preferably to France…I like the way they think. It's OUR nausea. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup.

Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. You're Killing Me, Buster. What a fun, sexy time for you. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. Go ahead, touch the cornballer. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun.

After all, why should you go to jail for a crime somebody else noticed? Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up.

Wine only turns to alcohol if you let it sit. She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus.

Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. There are dozens of us! Dozens!