A million [bleep]ing diamonds! Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities? If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants. Fun and failure both start out the same way. I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich. You're a good guy, mon frere. That means brother in French. I don't know how I know that. I took four years of Spanish. You can control your bladder when you're dead!

It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form. Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog. You are a worse psychiatrist than you are a son-in-law and you will never get work as an actor because you have no talent. It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future.

Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. It's a wonderful restaurant! Chickens don't clap! Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. But where did the lighter fluid come from?

Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing.

Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up.

I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it?

So maybe you could start jete-ing, and stop je-terrorizing me! There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits.

Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. No. I was ashamed to be _seen_ with you. I like being with you. Mission Accomplished. A million [bleep]ing diamonds! So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? 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.

She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. I'm going to buy you the single healthiest call girl this town has ever seen. I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.) Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Oh Gob, you could charm the black off a telegram boy. In fact, it was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces.

♪♪ Big yellow joint, big yellow joint, I'll meet you down at the big yellow joint. ♪♪ George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder."