Arrested Development Season 1 Quotes
Lucille: My neighbor, Lucille Austero, is constantly throwing parties for herself. She's having another one in a week.
Buster: I'm not going to that.
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.
Well, they got the Asian right. "Hotties" might be a stretch. Well, let's start with the little one.
Gob
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
Lucille 2: Excuse me, but I thought my AARP card was good for one and a guest.
Buster: Hey, you know what? I knew that society would never accept this, and they never will.
Where on earth are we going? Left at the next corner.
Lucille
Michael: Where the (bleep) was everybody?
Gob: What are you talking about?
Michael: Mom's party. Where were you guys?
Gob: It's the first I've heard about it.
Michael: What about you? Neiman's?
Lindsay: Prison. Then Neiman's. But only because I'm going back to prison, and they've already seen me in this.
Michael: You know, Mom, I'm sorry you're upset, but, you know, if you were nicer then maybe your kids would take better care of you, you know? Or want to be with you more.
Lucille: I've been a horrible mother.
Michael: No, Mom, you're great. You've been a great mother.
Gob: Well, you know she's been a horrible mother, right?
