Oh, COME ON! I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!! You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. Uncle Gob… was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? And don't make the water too hot. The scabs come right off.

I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.)

Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Yeah, like anyone would want to R her.

I hear the jury's still out on science. You can control your bladder when you're dead! Don't leave your Uncle T-bag hanging. I may have committed some light treason. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.

And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Mission Accomplished. I see you've wasted no time in filling my seat hole. You don't want a hungry dove down your pants.

It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong? It's so watery. And yet there's a smack of ham to it. Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. There are dozens of us! Dozens!

This objectification of women has to stop. It's just Mom and whores. And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking. Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Stop it, stop it. This objectification of women has to stop. Michael: It's just Mom and whores. I just dont want him to point out my cracker ass in front of Ann.

Dad asked me to do this on the day he pleads not guilty, as a spectacular protest. A…. ? A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine.

No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. She tried pesto for the first time. Imagine that, 92 years old and she never tried pesto. How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. And THAT'S why you always leave a note.

Talk you off what, Pop Pop? ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! There are dozens of us! Dozens! I may have committed some light treason.