If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you! There's a girl in my soup! Oh, yeah. The guy in the $4,000 suit is holding the elevator for a guy who doesn't make that in three months. COME ON! So Ann, the question is, do you want a man or a boy? I know how I would answer.

She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? How could I say no to the woman who gave me chlamydia? Uncle Gob, was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. A-coodle-doodle-doo. A-coodle-doodle-doo. Yeah, like I'm going to take a whiz through this $5,000 suit. COME ON.

If this were a Lifetime Moment of Truth movie, this would be our act break. But it wasn't. He's going to be all right. Way to plant, Ann! So did you see the new Poof? His name's Gary, and we don't need anymore lawsuits. Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog.

A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. Pound is tic-tac-toe, right? For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! If I wanted something your thumb touched I'd eat the inside of your ear.

Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. Oh please. They didn't sneak into this country to be your friends. A million ****ing diamonds! Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. Heart attack never stopped old Big Bear. I didn't even know we were calling him Big Bear. We never had the chance to. Hey, Dad. Look at you. You're a year older…and a year closer to death. Buster: Oh yeah, I guess that's kind of funny. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I'd answer. We have unlimited juice? This party is going to be off the hook.

I never thought I'd miss a hand so much! Yeah, like anyone would want to R her. I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you'll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block! Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! Did Ted make an appointment? No. Well, then Ted can GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS OFFICE! YOU GET THE HELL OUT! That's so you can videotape it when they put you in a naked pyramid and point to your Charlie Browns. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. Oh, COME ON!

It just seems like there's still light coming in from under the door. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? If this tableau I recreate, perhaps I can re-snare my mate. Look what the homosexuals have done to me! You can't just comb that out and reset it? We'll have to find something to do so that people can look at you without wanting to kill themselves. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. Get rid of the Seaward. Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready.

You're a good guy, mon frere. That means brother in French. I don't know how I know that. I took four years of Spanish. There are very few intelligent, attractive and straight men in this town. Well, that certainly leaves me out. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! Go ahead, touch the Cornballer. Absolutely. And we're going to be here every day. I don't care if it takes from now till the end of Shrimpfest. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious.

For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. What do you expect, Mother? I'm half machine! I'm a monster!! 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'. Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? Talk you off what, Pop Pop? I think I might have someone who's going to circumvrent the law.

Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! It's OUR nausea. That coat costs more than your house!