Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. Family Love Michael. But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. If I make this comeback, I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive!

Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong? Of course. The "Bob Loblaw Law Blog." Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful! I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? George Michael, you want to put your head down there by his drainage shunt?

What a fun, sexy time for you. What's up, fizz-ellas. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. First I blow him, then I poke him. If that man's straight, then I am sober.

Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me. Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." Who? i just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of ann. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on! And THAT'S why you always leave a note.

Are you at all concerned about an uprising? He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. Everybody dance… NOW. In prison, you just have to close your eyes and take it, but here you have to close your eyes and give it. Smack of ham. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious.

George Bush doesn't care about black puppets. I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? Turn this skiff around!

I just don't want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. Well, I hope you also carry a spare bowl of candy beans.

Quicken! Premiere! I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. It's a gaming ship. Yeah, that's a cultural problem is what it is. You know, your average American male is in a perpetual state of adolescence, you know, arrested development. (Hey. That's the name of the show!) Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. Whenever she'd change clothes, she'd make me wait on the balcony until zip-up, and yet anything goes at bath time. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy.

¡Soy loco por los Cornballs! And I am rock steady. No more dizzies. I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. I've always been deeply passionate about nature. Perhaps you remember Neuterfest? M: I'll never forget your wedding. I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me.

Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. This was a big get for God. Hey, if I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. I should be in this Poof.