A Colombian cartel that WON'T kidnap and kill you. I need a fake passport, preferably to France… I like the way they think. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood.
Why are you squeezing me with your body? It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine. George Michael may be suffering from what we in the soft-sciences call Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, or the "OC Disorder." The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. Her lawyers are claiming the seal is worth $250,000. And that's not even including Buster's Swatch. How about a turtle? I've always loved those leathery little snappy faces. Yes, Annyong. Your name is Annyong! We all know you're Annyong!
Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Are you at all concerned about an uprising? Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing.
Fun and failure both start out the same way. [Stabbing Gob] White power! Gob: I'm white! Yeah, I invited her. You said you wanted to spend time some with her. You said I was being an Ann hog. You just made a fool out of yourself in front of T-Bone.
Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! And yet you didn't notice her body? I like to look in the mirror. [climbing under trampoline] This shall keep me safe from the hot Mexican sun. If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally. [earlier] I don't care for Gob. Steve Holt? The moron jock?
Oh, like when they say "poofter" to mean "tourist", yes. And here you are coming out of your mother's third base! Well, obviously, I'm not a big guy. I'm not a Carl Weathers, par example. A flower in my garden, a mystery in my panties. I mean, it's one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars? Mister gay is bleeding! Mister gay! Actually, that was a box of Oscar's legally obtained medical marijuana. Primo bud. Real sticky weed. I guess you can say I'm buy-curious.
Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? One of the guys told me to take my head out of my BOTTOM and get back to work…my BOTTOM! Hahahaha. I got Michael out of his marriage, didn't I? Actually, she died. Well, OK, have sex with this girl. Right now. Get in there, have some sex with her. Hey, it was one night of wild passion! Michael: And yet you didn't notice her body? Gob: I like to look in the mirror.
Yeah, like I'm going to spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit? Come on! Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities? It's ok. You be with Yam. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It's never the ones you hope.
Heyyyyyy Uncle Father Oscar. Daddy horny, Michael. Taste the happy, Michael! Taste it! You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don't let go no matter what your mother tells you!
He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. I was set up. By the Brits. A group of British builders operating outside the O.C. Make love in your *own* hand, Mother! Mom… after all these years, God's not going to take a call from you. She keeps saying that God is going to show me a sign. The… something of my ways.