It's one banana Michael, what could it cost, ten dollars? If that man's straight, then I am sober. Oh, I don't have any drugs for sale, unless… did you want me to follow you to your car? Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap.

I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. One for the ladies.

Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. Look at us, crying like a couple of girls on the last day of camp. You're blowing my mind, Frank.

If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children.

Each year, Oscar attempts the four hundred mile walk from Newport Beach to Berkeley, California. In the twelve years that he's attempted this, he's never made it farther than UC Irvine. Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. I don't appreciate the dry British humor.

So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. It's one banana Michael, what could it cost, ten dollars?

Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies.

A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. He's going to be all right.

Can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. You boys know how to shovel coal? ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can. If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead!

There are dozens of us! Dozens! Oh Gob, you could charm the black off a telegram boy. I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann.