First I blow him, then I poke him. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo.

Hair up, glasses off. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals.

The only thing more terrifying than the escaped lunatic's hook was his twisted call… Hey campers! Dead Dove DO NOT EAT. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! I hear the jury's still out on science.

Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her.

Speaking of settling, how's Ann? I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. I'M A MONSTER!! No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. Mom always taught us to curl up in a ball and remain motionless when confronted. It's as Ann as the nose on plain's face.

What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON! Butterscotch! Want a lick? YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! Daddy horny, Michael.

Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. 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. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! Heart attack never stopped old Big Bear. I didn't even know we were calling him Big Bear. We never had the chance to.

I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office. Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. Suddenly he's too much of a big-shot to brush mother's hair. And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. Sorry, some of my students are arguing the significance of the shankbone on the seder plate. But we do not - NOT wag our genitals at one another to make a point.

Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! If mother sees this, she will blow a cow. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo.

There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah! I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form.