That was Tom Cruise, the actor. Lucille: They said he was some kind of scientist. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. I should be in this Poof. Are you at all concerned about an uprising? No, it's the opposite. It's like my heart is getting hard. For there's a man inside me, and only when he's finally out, can I walk free of pain. Got a big ass room at the travelodge. What a fun, sexy time for you. Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere on the OC?

He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early. Come on, this is a Bluth family celebration. It's no place for children. They frame my junk. If you don't start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up. [sniffs hand] Oh, God. I'm going to run this through again on "pots and pans."

Well, yeah you've gotta lock that down. However, she mistook the drowsy eye alcohol warning for a winking eye alcohol suggestion. Do you guys know where I could get one of those gold necklaces with the T on it? That's a cross. Across from where? I need a tea to give my dingle less tingle. Yeah, well, have you seen the new Mustang? You could hump that hood. I deceived you, mom. Tricked makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. Oh, COME ON!

There's a girl in my soup! How am I supposed to find someone willing to go into that musty old claptrap? It's Sunday, but screw it — juice box time. If that man's straight, then I am sober. Well excuse me for liking the way they frame my junk! Let me give that oatmeal some brown sugar.

Mission Accomplished. Stack the chafing dishes outside by the mailbox. I'm on the job. Everybody dance NOW. What's next, Michael? Are you going to make dancing illegal? Is this the tiny town from Footloose? She's not that Mexican, Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Columbian or something. I spent so much time making sweet love on my wife that it's hard to hear anything over the clatter of her breasts.

Great, now I'm gonna smell to high heaven like a tuna melt! Hola, is Rosa still alive? No? Well this is not my day. I'm afraid I'm with Michael on this one. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.

Are you at all concerned about an uprising? Waiting for the Emmys. BTW did you know won 6 Emmys and was still canceled early by Fox? COME ON. A trick is something a whore does for money…or candy. … or cocaine.

They're not gonna strip, right? I told them not to, but I can't guarantee their instincts won't kick in. First I blow him, then I poke him. Each year, Oscar attempts the four hundred mile walk from Newport Beach to Berkeley, California. In the twelve years that he's attempted this, he's never made it farther than UC Irvine. Buster's in what we like to call a light to no coma. In layman's terms, it might be considered a very heavy nap. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. The only thing I found in the fridge was a dead dove in a bag. He… she… what's the difference? Oh hear, hear. In the dark, it all looks the same. Early. Go ahead, touch the Cornballer.

And THAT'S why you always leave a note. The worst that could happen is that I could spill coffee all over this $3,000 suit. COME ON. What do you think about Sudden Valley? It sounds like a salad dressing, but for some reason I don't want to eat it. Shémale. Butterscotch! Want a lick?

Michael, I'm your older brother. I'll never be proud of you. Someone order 140 pounds of upper body strength? Steve Holt? The moron jock? Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don't be afraid to ride her. Hard. Talk you off what, Pop Pop? It seems like only yesterday you were bursting forth from your mother's fertile womb.