Oh, that is just great. Now I'm expected to climb back on top of Kitty and do my thing again. I mean, this family runs into problems and it's "Oh, let's have Gob [bleep] our way out of it."
It's zero hour, Michael. It's the end of the line. I'm the firstborn. Sick of playing second fiddle. Always third in line for everything. Tired of finishing fourth. Being the fifth wheel. There are six things I'm mad about, and I'm taking over.

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Chickens don’t clap! Or it could be your colon. I’d want to get in there and find some answers. Oh, I can just taste those meaty leading man parts in my mouth.

No, no, it’s pronounced a-nal-ra-pist. This is the best free scrapbooking class I’ve ever taken! I’m not interested in you that way. Tobias: What way? Michael: Pick one. ♪♪ And the thought of rubbin’ you is getting so exciting. Sky rockets in flight! Afternoon delight! ♪♪ You just grab that brownish area by its points and you don’t let go no matter what your mother tells you! What have we always said is the most important thing? If you don’t start pulling your weight around here its going to be shape up, or…ship up.

You go buy a tape recorder and record yourself for a whole day. I think you’ll be surprised at some of your phrasing. Are all the guys in here… you know? George Sr: No not all of them. Barry: Yeah. It’s never the ones you hope.

Bob Loblaw Lobs Law Bomb. Please refrain from discussing or engaging in any sort of interoffice [bleep] or [bleep] or finger[bleep] or [bleep]sting or [bleep] or even [bleep].

Hey, look at that – you’re mean sober, too. It just seems like there’s still light coming in from under the door.

I [bleeped] the business model. Yeah, she had all kinds of orgasms. Speaking of settling, How’s Ann? The only person that gets Lucille this excited is Gene. Why are you squeezing me with your body? Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot… your wife is dead!

No! These are just strippers! Look how hot they are! Fried cheese… with club sauce. Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Chicken fingers… with spicy club sauce. No, Pop-pop does not get a treat. I just bought you a f**king pizza.

Pound is tic-tac-toe right? Don’t call my escorts whores. I’m gonna build me an airport, put my name on it. Why, Michael? So you can fly away from your feelings?

Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we?
There was $250,000 lining the walls of the banana stand!

Operation Hot Mother. Are you sure this isn’t her sister? Mrs Veal: What a lovely thing to say. Michael: That’s an awful thing to say.

You stay on top of her, Buddy. Don’t be afraid to ride her. Hard. Gosh Mom… after all these years, God’s not going to take a call from you. There are dozens of us! DOZENS! Even though so many people in this office are begging for it. And I wouldn’t just lie there, if that’s what you’re thinking. That’s not what I WAS thinking.

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