Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Hahahahah!

Ohhh little guy. The tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming. GENE!! [screams] If you didn't have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn't mind giving you a little sugar.

She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. NO TOUCHING! Oh, COME ON! Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest.

Well excuse me, Judge Reinhold! Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. The Man Inside Me seems well reviewed. Pound is tic-tac-toe right? Michael, look, this has got to stop. I mean, flattered? Yes. Interested? Not tonight. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. Talk you off what, Pop Pop?

I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you'll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block! He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one. Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it!

Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out.

Chickens don't clap! 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. He's going to be all right. This was a big get for God. Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready.

Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities? She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am, but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for GOB. There's a girl in my soup! Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much.

When a.. man.. needs to prove to a woman that he's actually.. [pause].. When a man loves a woman.. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. He's a regular Freddie Wilson, that one.

It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. 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.