Barry: A company called Stanpor.
Gob: Stanpor?
Michael: As in the opposite of Sitwell, which is run by a certain hairless man who could be very upset with you right now.
Gob: What has he to be upset with me about? (one of his eyebrows drops down)
Michael: You are wearing his eyebrows?
Gob: It made me feel dressier.

Gob: So, get this. I took (Sitwell's) dress eyebrows.
Michael: He's not gonna be happy about that.
Gob: No. Especially when he goes to the opera with two mustaches on his forehead.

Michael: I'm driving a staircase, for God's sake, okay? It smells like gas, I get hop-ons ...
George Sr.: Well, of course, you're gonna get hop-ons.
Michael: And most importantly, Dad, my son does not like to be seen in it.
George Sr.: (laughing) But he likes being seen with that girl!

I think we're going to need a new floating thermometer. And can I have your Blue Cross number?

Oscar

Barry: Unfortunately, it's a private stock, so you cannot just buy up the shares unless someone is willing to sell.
Michael: Are you sure?
Barry: That's what they said on "Ask Jeeves".

I'm going crazy with the boredom, Michael. At least in prison, we had knife fights and we had movie night and once, both. Those men did not enjoy Soapdish.

George Sr.

George Michael stumbled across a box of love letters he had written, but never sent, to his cousin Maeby. One of these, entitled "If You Weren't My Cousin," was particularly incriminating.

Narrator

I'm an idea man, Michael. That's how I came up with F(bleep) Mountain!

Gob

Yeah, mothers. It's like, f(bleep)in' die already!

Gob
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