Everyone's laughing, and riding, and cornholing except Buster.

</i> Lucille

Michael: Look, I'm trying to get development started. I've got six guys on bulldozers waiting to get underway.
Lindsay: Well, what about the trees?
Michael: Oh, we're just gonna cover them with blankets ... I'm ripping 'em out.

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.

Buster: Has your hair always been that pointy, Miss Austero?
Lucille 2: It's Lucille.
Buster: Right, right. That's my mom's name.

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.

Lucille: Buster's out of control!
Michael: What, another panic attack?
Buster: Me? No. She's just wigged out because I have a girlfriend.
Lucille: A waiter hands him a note, suddenly he's Steve McQueen.

George Michael: You know, I can see why your mom likes it. It is a really nice tree ...
Maeby: We've got to get it torn down.
George Michael: ... That must die. Stupid tree.

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.

Marta. Hey ... I'm sorry. You really deserved to win in there ... Did you win? I don't speak Spanish.

Michael

Lucille 2: Lucille? Lucille! Aren't you something? Showing up here without your husband. Shame be damned. Caution to the wind.
Lucille: That's so sweet, darling. I'm here to support you. You're the one who's all alone and likely to stay that way. My husband's just a phone call away.
Lucille 2: That's one call per day, isn't it? Gee, I should think he'd want to save that for his lawyer.

(talking about the money their fund-raiser brought in) Well, most of that money was from the Bluth Company. I mean, how ...
(Michael looks surprised) ... are you?

Tobias

Arrested Development Quotes

I don't want no part of yo' tired ass country club, ya freak bitch!

Franklin (Buster)

George Michael: Is that a screenplay? Warden Gentles' screenplay?
Maeby: That's what you're going to tell me.