Speaking of settling, How's Ann? Buster, you remember when we were kissing last night? Buster: It was a wild, wild ride. Oh, COME ON!

And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny.

Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. Lucille: They said he was some kind of scientist. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already! 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 prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run, so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands.

So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt? Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. Friday night. I was hoping he would be gifted sexually.

Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'. How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Wow, this is the best free scrapbooking class I've ever taken! ps This one really cracks me up for some reason.

Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Ann certainly has a great deal of Mass. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. I thought the two of us could talk man-on-man.

I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.) I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! I never thought I'd miss a hand so much!

She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on!

Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it. Dad would stage elaborate situations using a one-armed man to teach us lessons.

I want to cry so bad, but I don't think I can spare the moisture. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Yes, Annyong. Your name is Annyong! We all know you're Annyong!