You're a good guy, mon frere. That means brother in French. I don't know how I know that. I took four years of Spanish. God knows they're squinters. You can control your bladder when you're dead! Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? You're Killing Me, Buster. Let me take off my assistant's skirt and put on my Barbra-Streisand-in-The-Prince-of-Tides ass-masking therapist pantsuit.

Tobias Fünke costume. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. Friday night. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Teamocil. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing.

It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being WITH you. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans." This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. Bob Loblaw Law Blog.

Ah, it is a rock, though. Should beat everything. Gob: There's not a lot of logic to it. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. There's a girl in my soup! Yes, he's like the steel man from The Wizard From Oz. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. Mission Accomplished. I'm tired of trying to find happiness through lies and self-medicating. If you need me, I'll be at the bar. It's ok. You be with Yam.

I don't want no part of yo' tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No.

If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Look, you are playing adults…with fully formed libidos, not 2 young men playing grab-ass in the shower.

I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate.

But I'm the oldest. The matriarch if you will. I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. Mr. Zuckerkorn, you've been warned about touching. You said spanking.

A million [bleep]ing diamonds! Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth.

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! It's as Ann as the nose on Plain's face. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. And THAT'S why you always leave a note.