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. Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. Teamocil. Touché, Pandora. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin' you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways. Wisdom? It's probably wisdom. You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on!

Sister's my new mother, Mother. And is it just me or is she looking hotter? Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. So you take your mom to work every day? Bummer. Moms are such a pain in the ass, huh? It's, like, die already! That's my son, you pothead!

It's, like, Hey, you want to go down to the whirlpool? Yeah, I don't have a husband. I call it Swing City. It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. Don't worry, these young beauties have been nowhere near the bananas.

It looks like you've been looking for dragons… in the future. It's a wonderful restaurant! Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. And I wouldn't just lie there, if that's what you're thinking. That's not what I WAS thinking.

Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?

What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Daddy horny, Michael. Everybody dance NOW. What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I hate the Wetlands. They're stupid and wet, and there are bugs everywhere, and I think I maced a crane. Oh…yeah…the guy in the…the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. Come on!

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. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. Heart attack never stopped old big bear!

Smack of ham. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough.

They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office.

What's gotten into you? Have you been eating cheese? Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I've been in the film business for a while but I just can't seem to get one in the can. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship.