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.
