One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Butterscotch! Want a lick? Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest.

And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off. 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.

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. I hear the jury's still out on science. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! And THAT'S why you always leave a note. Well, yeah you've gotta lock that down. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo.

I hear the jury's still out on science. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. He's going to be all right. You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely.

Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it.

I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Annhog's coming?

The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table.

And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! GENE!! [screams] Touché, Pandora.

I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane.

Say goodbye to THESE! She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. If I make this comeback, I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. God knows they're squinters.