Ooh, come on! Mother? What the hell are you doing back there...
(Driving to the cabin to escape Buster's snoring, Lucille discovers he's asleep in the back seat)
Lucille: Ooh, come on!
Lucille: What the hell are you doing back there?
Buster: I decided to sleep in the car so my snoring wouldn't bother you. And I left that recording of my snoring so you wouldn't know I'm gone.
Lucille: We're halfway to the cabin, I'm gonna drop you by this light.
Taste the tears, Michael.Gob
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Gob: (embracing Michael) Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it.
Michael: It tastes kind of like sad.
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