Chairman: They're balls?
Pilot #1: We're looking at balls. Let's turn it around.
Pilot #2: Copy on the balls.

George Sr.: Hey, by the way, I broke this thing. What the hell is it, anyway?
Michael: That's a breast pump, dad.
George Sr.: Oh, well, I did not use it for that.

Can I have a moment alone with my client, please? (to Michael) Did you follow any of that?

Barry

Barry: Well, if he's got a shot with her, just give me a little tap on the fanny.
Michael: It's not going to happen.

Lucille: You smell like a pine cone.
George Sr.: (disguised as Oscar) Yeah, that's the weed. I went to my, uh, *BEEP*hole trailer and, uh, I smoked some... Like a cigarette.

Lindsay: (regarding Tobias and their open marriage) I wonder how many women he's slept with, if any.
Michael: Lindsay, it's not a competition.
Lindsay: Of course it is, Michael. That's why they call it 'scoring'.
Michael: Maybe in the '70s.
Lindsay: That many? We've only been doing this for a month.

(At boot camp)
Buster: I can't do it; I can't make my bed, and I can't do this, either... I'm sorry. Aren't you supposed to yell at me and call me "homo" and motivate me over this wall?
Sergeant Baker: We can't do that anymore. Lawsuit.

Michael: You know, instead of competing with Tobias, why don't you try just spending a little bit more time with your daughter?
Lindsay: Why? Tobias doing that?

Lucille: It's so nice not to have to worry about getting pregnant. The doctor said I couldn't be a mother now if I tried.
Michael: And that was without even interviewing me.

Buster: Are you guys planning a party?
Oscar: Yes. It's your father's birthday, which coincidentally is my birthday.
Buster: Because you're twins.

Michael: I think George Michael is hiding Ann in the attic.
Lindsay: From who, the Nazis?

Michael: Well, I just figured that life's too short. You two seem to care about each other, so why throw that away, huh? Huh? Ok.
(Ann walks away)
George Michael: You think we really do?
Michael: A father can tell. Ok? It's as Ann as the nose on plain's face.

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.