Operation Hot Mother. Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup.

Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. Michael was having brunch with Sally Sitwell at a restaurant called Skip Church's Bistro. In addition to brunch, the restaurant was known for an item on the menu called the "Skip's Scramble", an omelet that contained everything on the menu. Do not order the Skip's Scramble. I could use a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and have to go into a controlled slide. The CIA should've just Googled for his hideout, evidently. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Chickens don't clap! Let the great experiment begin! What's up, fizz-ellas.

Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? You were just a turd out there, you know? You couldn't kick, and you couldn't run, you know? You were just a turd. I made a huge tiny mistake. I call it Tricks –- wait for it – Around The Office. Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo.

Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? I'm not a prostitute. Michael: Then I shall let you live! Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC? YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! Even it means me taking a chubby… I will suck it up.

Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. GENE!! [screams] We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook. I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals.

I'm not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. Let the great experiment begin! The Army had half a day. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In laymans terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap.

Well, they got the Asian right… "hotties" might be a stretch. Maybe it was the other George Michael. You know, the singer-songwriter. When a man needs to prove to a woman that he's actually… When a man loves a woman… A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? I don't appreciate the dry British humor.

I'll be in the hospital bar. You know there isn't a hospital bar, Mother. Well, this is why people hate hospitals. I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run..so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza. Happy Franklin Friday. Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. I just haven't had sex in a month. You know, you've been here two months. It's hard to gauge time. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. 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.

My brother wasn't optimistic it could be done, but I didn't take "wasn't optimistic it could be done" for an answer. No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. No borders, no limits… go ahead, touch the Cornballer… you know best? I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Even though sooooo many people in this office are begging for it.

Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? Could it be love? I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. I cheated and I lied and I whored around. Family Love Michael. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. You boys know how to shovel coal? Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.