You lied to me, Mother. You told me I wasn't fit to serve!

Buster

Michael: (to Gob) Get rid of the Seaward.
Lucille: I'll leave when I'm good and ready.

It is not a competition, Lindsay. We are doing this to save our marriage. But I should be telling you that I have been meeting more than my fair share of groupies. Or should I say "blue-pies"?

Tobias

There's a cream with real diamonds in it...I can actually smear diamonds on my face, and it's only $400 a tub! That's like, what? A million diamonds for $400? A million f*cking diamonds!

Lindsay

She sometimes takes a little pack of mayonnaise and she'll squirt it in her mouth all over. And then she'll take an egg and kind of...mmmm! She calls it a 'mayon-egg.' Are you okay?

George Michael

Lucille: Yes, I have a rape horn, Michael. Because you took away my mace.
Buster: Like anyone would want to "R" her.

Lindsay: What was the last thing he said?
(Flashback to Tobias, covered in blue paint)
Tobias: I just blue myself.
Michael: He ... Said some beautiful things.

Michael: Just to be clear; looks like he's dead, or he is dead?
Doctor: It just looks like he's dead. He's got, like, blue paint on him or something. But he's going to be fine.

Mom volunteered me for the Army. Just because the fat man dared her to.

Buster

Michael: Well, I better get over there before he brings the whole company down.
Lindsay: It's only been three hours. How much damage could he really do?
Narrator: In three hours, Gob had done $45,000 in damage.

I don't know why you're not taking this "I'm out of here" seriously, but I am out of here, seriously.

Michael

Narrator: On the next Arrested Development, Lindsay almost stumbles upon a dating opportunity ...
Doctor: You look really hot.
Narrator: ... But instead is admitted to the hospital with a fever of 104.

Arrested Development Season 2 Quotes

Michael: Well, I better get over there before he brings the whole company down.
Lindsay: It's only been three hours. How much damage could he really do?
Narrator: In three hours, Gob had done $45,000 in damage.

Michael: How is he, doctor?
Doctor: It, uh, it looks like he's dead.
Lucille: Oh, my God!
Gob: Oh, little guy ... the tears aren't coming. The tears just aren't coming.