I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" on the form. Touché, Pandora.

Do you have any idea how often you say the word "afraid"? Well, I know I used it in the Jacuzzi. My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. God knows they're squinters. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce.

Pound is tic-tac-toe right? I figured out a way to make money while I'm working!

I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.

I didn't mean who… I meant… her? I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. We all need to pick a day to try and make trend. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. You can always tell a Milford man. Talk you off what, Pop Pop? Probably out there without a flipper, swimming around in a circle, freaking out his whole family.

I'M A MONSTER!! Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass! I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. That's the first time we were in the shower since our honeymoon. And this time, no tears. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her! Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met?

And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. Boy, I sure feel like a Mary without a Peter and a Paul. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas.

She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Annhog's coming? No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza. This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. Fun and failure both start out the same way. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce.

The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over - an analyst and a therapist. The world's first analrapist. Those are balls. It walked on my pillow! You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk?

There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. I'm foolish and I'm funny and I'm needy. Am I needy? Are you sure I'm not needy? 'Cause I feel needy sometimes. You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on! Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead! So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer.