Am I in two thirds of a hospital room? Turn this skiff around! But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? Stop licking my hand, you horse's ass.

Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. Those are balls. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white!

Buster, what are you doing with mother's rape horn? Are you at all concerned about an uprising?

I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think. She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over - an analyst and a therapist. The world's first analrapist. The Army had half a day. Gosh Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. That was Tom Cruise, the actor. Lucille: They said he was some kind of scientist. Heyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. No, I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you.

You can always tell a Milford man. Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar.

I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants. It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. There's a new daddy in town. A discipline daddy. Up yours, granny! You couldn't handle it! She calls it a mayonegg. You mean the guy we're meeting with can't even grow his own hair? Come on!

What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? I believe you will find the dessert to be both engrossing and high-grossing! So we don't get dessert? If I look like a man who made love to his wife last night – it's because I almost did. Uncle Gob… was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. I know, I just call her Annabelle cause she's shaped like a…she's the belle of the ball! Probably out there without a flipper, swimming around in a circle, freaking out his whole family. It's a jetpack, Michael. What could go wrong? Hey, maybe you could pop a tent outside with your cousin Maeby… it'd be a good chance to rub off on her.

Turn this skiff around! He also said some things African American-y wasn't ready to hear. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so… onward and upward. On… Why, Tracy?! Why?!!

I shall hide behind the couch. (Guy's a pro.) YOU'RE the Chiclet! Not me. Caw ca caw, caw ca caw, caw ca caw! This show was cancelled. I mean, COME ON. You're losing blood, aren't you? Gob: Probably, my socks are wet. But anyhoo, can you believe that the only reason the club is going under is because it's in a terrifying neighborhood? O-kay, who'd like a banger in the mouth? That was Tom Cruise, the actor. Lucille: They said he was some kind of scientist.

I don't want no part of yo tight-ass country club, ya freak bitch! I think the only time you cooked for us was the morning Rosa's mom died. You gave us cereal in an ashtray. Let me out that Queen. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr.: No, not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope. Speaking of settling, how's Ann? One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I'm sure, wherever your father is, she loves you very much. A trick is something a whore does for money… or cocaine.