Popular Gob Bluth Quotes
Gob: And if I'm going to be staying here...
Lucille: Staying here? What, did that Mexican throw you out?
Gob: She's not "that Mexican", Mom. She's my Mexican. And she's Colombian or something. Anyway, it's over.
Lucille: You've got three days.
Gob: Hey... If I can't find a horny immigrant by then, I don't deserve to stay here.
Surgeon: Looks like the shiv would have done some real damage if it hadn't been for this. It was in your lower intestine.
(Surgeon shows Gob the key)
Gob: So close.
Gob: You've got nothing to worry about. We're going to be together for a long time.
Marta: We're a family now. I am so happy. I'm going to call the kids.
Gob: (to himself after Marta leaves) I've made a huge mistake.
Gob: I'm a complete failure.
George, Sr.: Where'd you get that kind of talk?
Gob: From you. You always say that about me.
George, Sr.: Well, maybe you're not entirely to blame. I haven't always been the best kind of father either.
Gob: Dad, you've done a pretty good job of being a father to everybody in here. What have they got that I don't? I mean, you've never even ... thrown a ball around with me.
George, Sr.: Great. Now, you're an athlete.
Gob: Is there a private bathroom nearby?
George, Sr.: You're looking at it. (taps the commode between the bunks)
Gob: No, no, no. I can't use that. I need privacy. Yeah, I've always been that way. I can't go without privacy. I can't pass this key without privacy.
George, Sr.: Well, I could ask the guys to leave, but, uh ... you know, they've been locking the doors lately. I don't know.
George, Sr.: Keep your arm up. That's how you get accuracy.
Gob: I thought you said throwing the ball against the garage door by yourself was how you got accuracy.
Gob: Then I pass the key, bust out of prison, and into magic history. Of course, that is going to conflict with my going to the Desis with Marta.
Michael: Well, life's a compromise. I probably would have taken her to the nice event, but prison will be fun, too.
I, too, have an announcement to make. To prove that no prison can hold me, I will incarcerate myself in the penitentiary that holds my own father, only to escape 24 hours later. No shackles can hold these hands. (to Marta) Say that to them in Spanish.
Gob: You're looking at a desperate man, Michael.
Michael: Do you need money?
G.O.B.: What I need is freedom. Marta is being interviewed today on TV about her show "El Amor Prohibido". I mean, it's bad enough that I gotta go to the awards show tomorrow night. Today, I gotta stand next to her like I'm Rita Wilson.
Gob: Where am I? Am I still in prison?
Lucille: You're in the hospital.
Gob: (weakly) Ta-daa ...
White Power Bill: (as he's stabbing Gob) White power!
Gob: (gasping) I'm ... white.
(After George Sr. is put in jail)
Michael: And Lindsay, I expected this from them because they're completely oblivious. But you, you should know better.
(Michael walks away)
Gob: Lindsay, he's really mad at you.
