Lindsay Bluth Fünke: Face it, Michael, Maybe the reason you keep coming back is because you need us.
Michael: Hmmm. Oh, that's rich. Huh. I need you. Alright, I'll tell you what. Mom, you're always asking me to help you look after Buster? You can find somebody else. I hope she doesn't kill you.
Buster: I'll kill her first!
Michael: And good luck trying to find someone to run the business, by the way. G.O.B., instead of always coming to me looking for money, saying, "I've made a huge mistake," you can bail yourself out next time.
Gob: I've never admitted to a mistake. What would I have made a mistake about?
Michael: Lindsay, instead of sleeping in twin beds, why don't you and your husband take the master bedroom. It's not like you've never come to me with your marital problems saying, "Oh, help me Michael, I think my husband might be a ho..."
[Tobias uses the airhorn]
Lindsay Bluth Fünke: What did he say? Tell me the last thing he said.
Tobias Fünke: [flashback] I'm afraid I just blue myself.
Michael Bluth: He said some wonderful things.
Tobias Fünke: I'm afraid that I just blue myself.
Michael Bluth: There really has got to be a better way to say that.
[Michael discovers Gob is now president of the Bluth Company]
Michael Bluth: How much damage could he possibly cause?
Narrator: In just three hours, Gob had caused $45,000 worth of damage.
[we see Gob playing pool in Michael's office. he pulls back his cue and hits the wall]
George "Gob" Bluth II: Hit there.
[his assistant makes a hole in the wall with a sledgehammer]
Annyong Bluth: I do it. I play Uncle Sam. Better than part I have now - guy who orders strike on Pearl Harbor.
Lindsay Bluth Fünke: [Tobias was run over by a car] How is he?
The Literal Doctor: It looks like he's dead.
[everyone gasps in shock]
Michael Bluth: Wait, is he really dead or does it look like he's dead?
The Literal Doctor: It looks like he's dead. He's covered in blue paint or something.
[everyone starts shouting and throwing things at him]
Lucille Bluth: Buster! Stop playing with Mother's rape horn Yes, I have a rape horn, Michael, because you took away my mace.
Buster: Yeah, like anyone would want to "R" her.
Michael: I don't know why you're not taking this "I'm out of here" seriously because I am out of here. Seriously.
Gob: Face it, Michael, you've made this threat before.
Michael: Tell me, when?
Michael: [caption reads: "Dinner mishap"] I'm outta here.
Michael: [caption reads: "Christmas magic show fiasco"] I'm outta here.
Michael: [caption reads: "Monkey Freedom Rally setback"] I'm outta this family, seriously.
Michael: This time we'll be so far away that you wont be able to find us.
George Michael Bluth: Phoenix. We're going to Phoenix.
Michael: Don't tell them!
Narrator: Tobias went to a try-out for the Blue Man Group hoping to be seen.
[Tobias is hit by a car]
Narrator: Unfortunately, it was dusk, and he couldn't be seen.
Narrator: Lindsay was nervous, so she went to take a shower to relax.
Customer: [a family of four is touring the house and sees Lindsay naked] Come on kids, let's go get some cookies!
Narrator: The kids were in for some bad news too.
Annyong Bluth: [Annyong is wearing an Uncle Sam costume] I want you.
Michael: OK, the jury might actually like that.
Michael Bluth: Spent an entire year living in that model home with those people and all they did was lie to us.
Narrator: The most recent lie was that the doctor said that George Sr. had a heart attack while in prison.
Doctor: We lost him.
Narrator: But what the doctor meant to say was that he had escaped, a feat he had accomplished by using the family's portable stairway vehicle.
Gob: What did you come here for, Michael? I hope it's not for a handout. I run a pretty tight ship around here.
Michael: With a pool table.
Gob: It's a gaming ship.
Tobias Fünke: [covered in blue paint] It seems I might have stumbled upon an acting opportunity.
Michael Bluth: As a member of the Blue Man Group?
Tobias Fünke: Oh no, you're thinking of the support group. I made that same mistake myself. They're called the Blue Man Group.