Arrested Development Season 1 Episode 8: "My Mother The Car" Quotes
George Michael: I, uh ... need you to make some fake IDs for me and Maeby.
Gob: Like a passport?
George Michael: Yeah, yeah, that would be great. Oh, and, uh, preferably French. I like the way they think.
It's an idiot on a scooter at night. It's got to be Gob.
Lucille
Buster: Um, is it okay if I do it for Mom and not you?
Michael: Yeah.
Buster: Because I really like Mom.
Michael: We know.
Lindsay: I mean, it's always been "Michael's got the brains, Gob's got the charm, Buster's got the ..."
George Sr.: High-fastening pants.
Lindsay: You said that?
George Sr.: No, I'm saying that now.
Michael: I can't believe she got that driver's license renewed.
Gob: She didn't. I dummied her up a new one. Not my best work, though. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. Ended up checking "albino" in the form.
Movie voice over: It was a love between two cousins that the world thought was wrong, but it was the world that was wrong ...
George Michael: (to Maeby) We have got to see this movie.
So, anyway, look. If you're wondering why I haven't visited, maybe it's because I wanted to be thought of as more than just a beautiful face. And a gorgeous head of hair.
Lindsay
Lindsay: Come on, Michael. Who knows how long our parents are going to be around?
Michael: Yeah, well, I got to tell you. I was over at her place today, and she looked a little frail to me. She was having trouble even lifting up this bag of groceries. All right, we will do the surprise party.
Lindsay: It would just give Dad one more reason to think that I've got nothing to offer but my looks.
Gob: Yeah, I got some of that. Except he also didn't like my looks.
Michael: You're not staying on the yacht, are you?
Gob: What do you want me to do, Michael, live full-time with Marta?
Michael: Or break up with her. I'm sure there'd be somebody else out there that would appreciate her.
Well, they got the Asian right. "Hotties" might be a stretch. Well, let's start with the little one.
Gob
Lucille: He's weak.
Michael: Speaking of weak, Mom, what do you got in there, gold bars?
Lucille: Protein bars for your father. He's pumping up in prison.
