Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. Butterscotch! Want a lick? O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth?

Quicken! Premiere! Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. Today I learned this is a real place, tho more lush than the OC. Let me out that Queen. And THAT'S why you always leave a note.

Are you at all concerned about an uprising? There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. It was for me. I was going to smoke the marijuana like a cigarette. There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?

I run a pretty tight ship around here. With a pool table. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on fire. - Lucille Bluth. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans."

Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. Heyyyyy, hermano.

Hair up, glasses off. Tobias Fünke costume. Look at us, crying like a couple of girls on the last day of camp. I'll sacrifice anything for my children. You're blowing my mind, Frank. Fun and failure both start out the same way. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you.

Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. Don't ask "Can I"… ask "I Can!" What, so the guy we are meeting with can't even grow his own hair? COME ON!

I made a huge tiny mistake. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. Way to plant, Ann! I'm sure Egg is a great person. Monday morning. COME ON!

Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. In the mid '90s, Tobias formed a folk music band with Lindsay and Maebe which he called Dr. Funke's 100 Percent Natural Good Time Family Band Solution. The group was underwritten by the Natural Food Life Company, a division of Chem-Grow, an Allen Crayne acqusition, which was part of the Squimm Group. Their motto was simple: We keep you alive. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos.

What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? There's a girl in my soup! Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar. That coat costs more than your house! When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear.