She's not 'that Mexican', Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. Excuse me while I circumvent you. The old reach-around.

Are you sure this isn't her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That's an awful thing to say. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think.

Friday night. Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. And although the intervention didn't work, it turned into one of the Bluth family's better parties. No borders, no limits… go ahead, touch the Cornballer… you know best? 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. That's how Tony Wonder lost a nut. I'll buy you a hundred George Michaels that you can teach to drive! Let's make Ann the backup, okay? Very good way to think about her, as a backup.

No, she's in it. She's a contestant. It's sorta like an inner beauty pageant. Ah, there it is. Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I'm late. Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. Annyong. They don't allow you to have bees in here. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it?

Yes, Annyong. Your name is Annyong! We all know you're Annyong! I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona. Oh, yes, there absolutely will be a margarita made in my mouth. You burn down the storage unit? Oh, most definitely.

A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. I am having a love affair with this ice cream sandwich. A million [bleep]ing diamonds! Never once touched my per diem. I'd go to Craft Service, get some raw veggies, bacon, Cup-A-Soup…baby, I got a stew goin'.

So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Look at us, crying like a bunch of girls on the last day of camp. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. Shémale. Heyyyyy, hermano. I know she's a brownish area! With points! And I love her!

Fun and failure both start out the same way. Chaw-chee, chaw-chee chaw-chee! Coo coo ca cha! Ah coodle doodle do Caw ca caw, caw ca caw. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect.

Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON. Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities? Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? Don't call my escorts whores. Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out.

Well, I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts. I don't appreciate the dry British humor. So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer. If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear.