I guess you can say I'm buy-curious. Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you.

Interfere? I ought to pull down your pants and spank your ass raw. Michael: I'm sorry, have we met? Chickens don't clap! Do you have any idea how often you say the word "afraid"? Well, I know I used it in the Jacuzzi. A lady of the evening. Working girl. She turns illusions for money. She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. For the same reason you should believe a hundred dollar bill is no more than a hundred pennies! Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children.

A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a… she's the belle of the ball! [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans."

I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. I hear the jury's still out on science. God knows they're squinters. And THAT'S why you always leave a note. Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. Gob: You didn't eat that, did you? Heart attack never stopped old big bear! No, Pop-pop does not get a treat, I just brought you a [bleep]ing pizza.

I think that's one of Mom's little fibs, you know, like I'll sacrifice anything for my children. I figured out a way to make money while I'm working! Operation Hot Mother. Yes, he's like the steel man from The Wizard From Oz. First I blow him, then I poke him. Yes. Lindsay and I are planning a night of heterosexual intercourse. I'm a complete failure. I can't even fake the death of a stripper. It's sort of like going from prime rib to… I don't know… weird brother of prime rib.

We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother." No, let's try to top that. (They never did.) Turn this skiff around! Yo quiero leche. Yo quiero leche de madre. Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. This is not me encouraging you to go here and write a review. No.

That's my son, you pothead! You want to have some guy reach around you in the middle of the night, start messing with your junk? I'm going to buy you the single healthiest call girl this town has ever seen. You stay on top of her Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Well, if you want to play Eve, you got to get in line behind what, above five homos. You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you'll be surprised at some of your phrasing. You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you!

She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything. Yeah. Mom's awesome. It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb. That's my son, you pothead! Did you enjoy your lunch, mom? You drank it fast enough.

Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. Hair up, glasses off. No one was making fun of Andy Griffith. I can't emphasize that enough. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine. If that man's straight, then I am sober. Yes, she happens to be more experienced than a normal girl, but sometimes love should be… terrifying. A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. Tobias Fünke costume.

First I blow him, then I poke him. It walked on my pillow! Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? Way to plant, Ann!