God knows they're squinters. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. See for more good stuff. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. You're losing blood, aren't you? Probably, my socks are wet. ♪♪ It ain't easy being white. It ain't easy being brown. ♪♪ What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something?

It's one banana Michael, what could it cost, ten dollars? Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other. Everybody dance NOW. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce.

But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship, and the gorilla is for sand racing. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In layman's terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert?

They don't appreciate him. It's his glasses… they make him look like a lizard. Plus he's self-conscious. I've made a huge tiny mistake. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where?

Say goodbye to THESE! She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. Now, do you wanna steer, or are you too old to sit on your Pop's lap and drive? I've been in the film business for a while but I just cant seem to get one in the can.

Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! It's OUR nausea. Say something that will terrify me. Lindsay: F*** me. Tobias: No, that didn't do it. Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging.

It's as Ann as the nose on plain's face. I hear the jury's still out on science.

Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb.

Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over - an analyst and a therapist. The world's first analrapist. But I did finally get into Dad's pants. Although I had to have the crotch taken in a little bit. Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle.

Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! You need to do more with Rita. Believe me, I'd like to. It's OUR nausea. It's ok. You be with Yam. Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live!