Arrested Development Quotes
Mother of God! Ohh... Every damn time! Aww... This is a big one...
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Gob: Let me ask you something. Is this a business decision, or is it personal? 'Cause if it's business, I'll go away happily. But if it's personal, I'll go away, but I won't be happy.
Michael: It's personal.
Buster: I am so sorry.
Tobias: And you tell me you've got some P.E. teacher directing? That just makes me want to puke all over your head, sir. Give me a chance to tell the Bard's tale, and I give you my word on humble knee, whence you shall not say it wasn't e'er to be.
Teacher: Jerry, you cool with this?
Jerry: Sure, let the little fruit do it.
Tobias: Huzzah!!
George Sr.: Time to pull out the basket and wdig into some hot ... Son of a bitch!
Richard Simmons: Oh! Look what you did! You plopped it!
George Sr.: I'll plop you, you mincing little ...
Steve Holt: Steve Holt!
Maeby: Steve Holt!
George Michael: Stand-in for ... Steve Holt?
Steve Holt: Steve Holt!
Buster: Mom dropped me off to spend time with Michael.
Gob: Spend time with Michael or to serve her own menopausal needs?
Michael: She's always got to wedge herself in the middle of us so that she can control everything.
Buster: (chuckles) Yeah. Mom's awesome.
Maeby: I'm surprised you tried out for this.
George Michael: Yeah, I just love the theater.
Maeby: That's great. I'm just doing it to kiss Steve Holt.
George Michael: I actually think I'm going to quit. Yeah, theater's dead.
Maeby: But ... he's always going to be at football practice, so I'm going to have to kiss the stand-in.
George Michael: But no ... no. I love the theater, and I gave my word, so I'm back in.
George Michael: So, I quit the play. I don't really like plays. Also, I think your dad thinks I'm gay.
Maeby: Oh, he thinks everyone's gay.
I didn't get into this business to please sophomore Tracy Schwartzman, so ... onward and upward. On ... (crying) Why, Tracy?! Why?!
Tobias
Lindsay: Buster's right. You get off on being withholding.
Lucille: Buster said that? My Buster?
(later)
Lucille: Michael?
Buster: Mom?
Michael: What are you doing here?
Lucille: (to Buster) Oh, hello, Buster. Here's a candy bar. (pulling candy bar away) No. I'm withholding it. Look at me. Getting off!
(While George Michael's making cornballs in the kitchen)
Michael: I shouldn't have poked my nose into your life.
George Michael: My life?
Michael: I know that you're growing up.
George Michael: Yeah, but, Dad, you're like the most important part of my life.
Michael: (looking at the cornball) That's a little cornball.
George Michael: I don't mind.
Michael: I don't mind either.
(Michael musses George Michael's hair and then leans his arm casually onto the edge of the cornballer)
George Michael: Watch it.
Michael: (as cornballer singes his arm) Mother of God! Owww! Every! Damn! Time! Owww! This is a big one!
Michael: Well, I got news for you, Gob. Dad still doesn't trust me to this day. He treats me like a low level employee.
Gob: It's better than being treated like the goofball... the joker... the magician (uncrosses arms dramatically and nothing happens)
*pause*
Michael: I thought you were gonna do, like a trick there, like the fireball or something.
