Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we? If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. I'm an ideas man, Michael. I think I proved that with "Fuck Mountain." That coat costs more than your house! They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in.

What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? There's a girl in my soup! 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'. And that is why Jesus was often referred to as the King of Kings. Queens. The King of Queens. This is not what it looks like. It looks like you're tweaking her nipples through a chain-link fence. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.

How do you know Steve Holt? Are you in AA? A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me. I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch!

WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. And the soup of the day is bread. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. They said he was some kind of scientist. It walked on my pillow! Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C.

I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think. Smack of ham. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Family Love Michael. Yes, Annyong. Your name is Annyong! We all know you're Annyong!

Hey, look at that – you're mean sober, too. OH MY GOD, WE'RE HAVING A FIRE… sale. Oh, the burning! ♪♪ Amaaaaaaziiiing Graaaace ♪♪ What about macaroni – let me finish – salad?

Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. That coat costs more than your house! Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing. What about macaroni – let me finish – salad? There's been a lot of lying in this family. And a lot of love! More lies. Way to plant, Ann!

♪♪ It's The Final Countdown ♪♪ I'm gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings? Aren't you the sweetest thing, spending time with what's left of your uncle. Saw this on the highway and almost blue myself. Hop on? What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape-horn? Second-of-ly, I know you're the big marriage expert. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot, your wife is dead. They want to break his legs. It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter.

Sweet old thing. Only two of those words describe Mom, so I know you're lying to me. WHY was this show cancelled? I mean, COME ON. Steve Holt? The moron jock? Also, your knee is on my heart. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I'd eat the inside of your ear. It's OUR nausea. YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! It's a jetpack, Michael. What could possibly go wrong?

The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. I don't care for Gob. Fun and failure both start out the same way. Heart attack never stopped old big bear! I've used one adjective to describe myself. What is it? There are dozens of us! DOZENS! It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob.