So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here. What's Kama Sutra oil? Maybe it's not for us. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! A million ****ing diamonds! WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car?

[climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. Turn this skiff around! He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive!

Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. What's up, fizz-ellas. Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well, then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT!

Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order.

The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. It's ok. You be with Yam. Fun and failure both start out the same way. I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.)

And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. It's as Ann as the nose on plain's face.

Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. 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. Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. I cheated and I lied and I whored around. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo.

This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. 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'. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white!

Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you'll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block!

I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch!