I Wonder How I Can Talk You Out of Ever Making That Face Again Arrested Development

Contents

• i Human activity 1
• 2 Deed 2
  • 2.1 Scene
  • 2.ii Scene
  • ii.iii Scene
  • 2.iv Scene
  • two.5 Scene
• 3 Act 3
  • 3.1 Scene
  • 3.2 Scene
  • 3.3 Scene
• four Act 4

The following is the transcript of the Season One episode "Airplane pilot". Memorable quotes are highlighted below.

"Pilot" was written by Mitchell Hurwitz.

Deed 1

Caption: Orange County, California

Narrator: This is Michael Bluth.

Caption: Michael Bluth / Manager / The Bluth Company

Narrator: For 10 years he'south worked for his father's visitor waiting to be made a partner. And correct now he'due south happy. This is Michael'south mother.

Caption: Mrs. Lucille Bluth / Socialite

Lucille: Look what they've done, Michael!

Narrator: She isn't happy.

Lucille: Look what the homosexuals have done to me!

Michael:Yous tin't just rummage that out and reset information technology?

Narrator: Currently she's upset that her husband's retirement party is being upstaged past a group of gay protesters.

Protesters: (Chanting) We're here, we're queer! Nosotros want to get married on the ocean!

Lucille: Everything they do is and so dramatic and flamboyant. It just makes me want to set myself on burn down!

Lindsay:Good grief, Mother! Not all homosexuals are flamboy... Oh, my God, I take the exact same blouse.

Explanation: Lindsay Bluth Fünke / Activist

Narrator: This is Michael's twin sister, Lindsay.

Lucille: I like it better on him.

Narrator: Equally a youthful act of defiance, Lindsay married this human.

Picture of Tobias

Caption: (non on boat)

Narrator: They moved to Boston where they've become celebrated for their vino and cheese fund-raisers.

Flashback

Lindsay: Oh, no. I'm completely stuffed. Um, I forget their name but I know they're hungry. I call up some of them are thirsty.

Cease Flashback

Narrator: Michael and his sis haven't spoken in a year. Neither has acknowledged this.

Narrator And this is Michael's oldest brother, poor Chiliad.O.B.

Michael: So, this is the magic play a trick on, huh?

G.O.B.: "Illusion," Michael. A "fox" is something a whore does for coin...

Grand.O.B.: Or cocaine!

Caption: 1000.O.B. / George Oscar Bluth II / Wizard (part-fourth dimension)

Narrator: K.O.B. recently started the Alliance of Magicians, an organization that blackballs whatever performer who reveals a magician's secret.

Movie of the Alliance of Magicians, Sign reads: "Nosotros Demand To Be Taken Seriously"

Narrator: And finally, at that place's Buster, the youngest of Michael'due south siblings.

Michael: Hey, Buster.

Michael: Yous know, you don't need to do that, buddy. It'southward okay.

Caption: Byron "Buster" Bluth / Graduate Student

Narrator: Thanks to the family unit'due south largesse, Buster has studied everything from Native American tribal ceremonies...

Narrator: ...to cartography: the mapping of uncharted territories.

Buster: Really I'yard studying cartography now: the mapping of uncharted territories.

Michael: Sure. Hasn't everything already sort of been discovered, though by, like, Magellan and Cortés? NASA, you know?

Buster: Oh, yes, yeah.

Michael: ...all those people.

Buster: Those guys did a pretty good job.

Michael: Right.

Buster: Simply there'southward nevertheless. You know...

Lucille: Never hurts to double-check.

Narrator: He besides suffers from crippling panic attacks.

Narrator: Yes, this is his family. So, why is Michael so happy? Because he's decided to never speak to these people again.

Deed two

Narrator: Michael was feeling more generous about his family unit on the morning of the boat party.

Caption: ...the morning of the boat party

Michael: What comes before anything? What have we always said is the most important affair?

George Michael: Breakfast.

Michael: Family.

George Michael:Family, correct. I thought you meant of the things y'all eat.

Narrator: This is Michael'southward son, George Michael.

Explanation: George Michael Bluth / Frozen assistant salesman/child

Michael: I hateful, we've fabricated nothing simply sacrifices for this family, and tonight, information technology all pays off, my boy. Tonight, your granddad makes me partner.

Narrator: To prove his dedication to the family business, Michael has decided to live here...

Drawing of Sudden Valley, A Bluth Company Evolution

Narrator: ...in the model unit of his father's latest housing tract. The guys live in the attic so that the house can still office as a pristine selling tool.

George Michael: And then you thin he'southward gonna announce information technology on the boat?

Michael: Yeah, absolutely. It'southward his retirement party. Plus, he'due south been dropping a lot of hints.

George Michael: What kind of hints?

Michael: Information technology's funny. It's not a "hint" hint, but he has been calling me "pardner."

George Michael: Yep, that's... that'southward similar partner.

Michael: Of class, he has been going through a little bit of a cowboy phase. No. I'll be my ain boss. I'll finally be able to get you what you deserve. Like a real habitation.

George Michael: This is a real habitation.

Michael: No, it's not. It'southward a simulated home, son. You want the loops or the flakes today?

George Michael: I'd rather live like this than like my aunt and uncles whose eyes take never stung from the sugariness sweat of a hard twenty-four hours'due south work.

Michael: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Where are you lot gettin' all that?

George Michael: From you. You say it every couple of years when they come out to visit.

Michael: Well, perhaps you're right. Maybe they are spoiled. Only you know what, son? That is not our problem. That is their problem. We have a skillful thing going here, you run into? You'll notice that you lot have much more dignity and self-respect when you lot acquire...

Door opens

Michael: that this house has got everything nosotros're looking for.

George Michael: And more! Can we buy it, Dad? Tin can we buy the business firm?

Michael: Nosotros're gonna effort, son. But we gotta hurry. These are gonna get all snapped up. Oh, skillful forenoon. I'll race yous to the bank.

George Michael: All correct.

Scene

Cut: Sign reads "Welcome to Balboa"

Narrator: The guys then headed down to Balboa Island. It was here, in 1953, that George Sr. started a business selling a novelty nutrient item called the frozen banana.

Explanation: 1953

Narrator: Like his father before him, Michael had gotten his son a job there to bolster the boy's cocky-esteem.

George Michael: X cents gets y'all nuts. Uncle G.O.B.? Uncle 1000.O.B.

G.O.B.: Requite me a dollar. No, the twenty. This is gonna blow your listen. Some say wealth is an illusion. Well, allow's just see. For one moment it'due south here, and in the next...

G.O.B.: Monopoly.

G.O.B.:You don't have it, do you?

George Michael: Yeah, I think I might.

Grand.O.B.: That's good, 'cause a lot of the pieces are missing. Oh, to play Monopoly with my family unit again. I'd requite annihilation to be 8.

George Michael: I'm xiii.

G.O.B.: No, I wasn't crazy well-nigh thirteen. The acne, cocky-consciousness, the erections. Y'all okay?

George Michael: Yep, I'yard okay.

G.O.B.: Hey, there'south the human I came to encounter.

George Michael: Uh, Uncle Thousand.O.B., where'due south the twenty?

G.O.B.: Hey, a magician never reveals his secret. That'south what I started the whole alliance about.

George Michael: I don't demand the secret. I merely need the twenty.

One thousand.O.B.: What you demand to know... is that it's magic.

George Michael: Wow... Information technology'southward and so much like stealing.

Scene

Narrator: Michael, meanwhile, was meeting his brother 1000.O.B., hoping to talk over his father's boat party.

Michael: Information technology'south sort of a "pass the torch" kind of, state of affairs, then if you've got a wireless mic...

Boat Captain: Got it.

Michael: Or a torch. At present that I retrieve about it. It'due south only a joke.

Michael: Hey.

G.O.B.: Michael.

Michael: Thousand.O.B.

Michael: I'thousand sorry. Uh, Captain, this is my brother, G.O.B.

Boat Helm: How are you?

K.O.B.: Incredible! I'm having an incredible year. Right on top.

Michael: We'll finish within. Look at you. Are you doing good?

G.O.B.: Please, wait.

Michael: Right. Keen.

Michael: Yous got your cheque for your share of the party?

Thou.O.B.: You lot know, I sort of idea my contribution could be a magic prove.

Michael: A magic evidence?! Oh, that's perfect, G.O.B.

G.O.B.: Thank y'all.

Michael: Or, wait a minute. I just remembered something. Dad'south retiring, non turning six.

1000.O.B.: Hey, come on, I just bought this new illusion chosen The Aztec Tomb. Information technology price, like, xviii grand.

Michael: Come on, G.O.B. I don't care.

G.O.B.: I'thou gonna practise it on the gunkhole. Await, what do y'all intendance? Can't you lot simply charge the party to the company?

Michael: No, information technology's not a business expense.

G.O.B.: So what? Lindsay's been staying at the Iv Seas for, similar, a month. She'due south probably charging the company.

Michael: Lindsay's been in town for a month?

Thousand.O.B.: I don't think so.

Narrator: Michael was upset to hear this, so he went to discuss it with his mother.

Scene

Michael: Mom? Female parent? Requite me your company checkbook. Y'all're cut off.

Lucille: Michael, expect. Wait what happened to my fox. Someone cut off his picayune foot. Is it... is it noticeable?

Michael: Well... you've got to recollect, y'all're going to be all splattered in ruby paint. That'south gonna distract the center. I don't want yous charging whatsoever more of your personal expenses to the visitor.

Lucille: Well, I had to pay for The Aztec Tomb. G.O.B. says it's a career-maker.

Michael: Look a minute—the company paid for The Aztec Tomb? That'southward bully. Well, I was talking about Lindsay, okay? You put her in a five-star hotel, on pinnacle of which, you didn't fifty-fifty tell me that she was in boondocks.

Lucille: If yous're proverb I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all my children equally.

Cutaway: earlier that day...

Lucille: I don't intendance for G.O.B.

Buster: (gulp)

Cutback

Lucille: Good grief, I dipped into the kitty a couple of times. Y'all should be focused on tonight. Dad'southward making a big declaration.

Michael: Yeah? I knew it. Information technology'southward well-nigh me, isn't it?

Lucille: (winks)

Michael: I wonder how I tin talk you out of e'er making that face again

Tobias: Michael!

Michael: Tobias.

Tobias: How are you?

Michael: Uh-huh. (Chuckling) Good, practiced. How's your, uh, job search coming?

Tobias: It's good.

Michael: Yeah?

Tobias: It's going to be skilful. Information technology'southward going to be good.

Tobias: I'm hoping the universe provides a path for me.

Narrator: Tobias recently lost his medical license for administering C.P.R. to a person who, as information technology turned out, was not having a eye attack.

Newspaper headline, "Sleeping Tourist has Sternum Broken / E Coast Man Hospitalized by Adventitious 'Rescue'"

Michael: Peradventure you'll be inspired by the boat political party tonight and start a career as a pirate.

Tobias: I haven't packed for that.

Lindsay: Couldn't observe a thing.

Michael: Lindsay.

Lindsay: Michael!

Michael: How was your flight?

Lindsay: Nifty! Swell! We just got in.

Lucille: He knows.

Lindsay: A calendar month agone. Oh, I'1000 distressing, I've been meaning to call you, I really accept.

Michael: Really?

Lindsay: It'southward just... I've been... Well, I need to decompress. I've been very busy.

Tobias: It's been crazy.

Lindsay: We just had an astonishing fund-raiser for H.O.O.P.

Michael: H.O.O.P.?

Lindsay: My anti-circumcision move.

Flashback Fundraiser. Sign reads "H.O.O.P. - Hands Off Our Penises"

Lindsay: I think information technology looks frightening when it'south cut off. It's a Doberman. Allow it have its ears.

End Flashback

Michael: Hmmm.

Lindsay: Believe it or not, we brought in over $40,000.

Michael: Unbelievable. Sounds like you saved enough skin to brand x new boys.

Tobias: Well, almost of that coin was from...

Lindsay (clears throat)

Tobias: ...the Bluth Visitor. I mean, how... are you?

Michael: Still good. Yous know what? You guys have had your easily in the company countinghouse for years, just starting tomorrow, in that location is going to be a new boss in town,

Dramatic Drums

Michael: and you're all going to have to start fending for yourselves.

Dramatic Drums intensified

Michael: Y'all're all going to finally feel that sweet sting of sweat in your optics as...

Michael: Buster, you can't do that on the balcony, buddy?

Buster: (stops playing the drum)

Buster: Mom says it's likewise windy.

Lucille: Who could've washed this?

Scene

Narrator: While Michael was getting fed upward with his family, George Michael was finally getting to know them.

Maeby: Um, yep, I bought a frozen banana, and when I chip into information technology, I plant this.

George Michael: It looks like a human foot.

Maeby: It tasted like a foot. Which I didn't really mind, but I'chiliad pretty sure I said "no nuts."

George Michael: Hey, you lot're my cousin, aren't you?

Maeby: Maeby.

Narrator: This is George Michael's cousin Maeby.

Caption: Mae "Maeby" Fünke / Cousin"

Narrator: Maeby had e'er establish unique ways to rebel.

Cutaway: Fünkes Dwelling house

Lindsay: Maeby, this is a beautiful tattoo for you.

Maeby Mom, I want to enter beauty pageants.

Cut back

Maeby: I tin can't believe you didn't recognize me.

George Michael: Nosotros never see you lot. We never see anybody in our family.

Maeby: I know, it's our parents' faults. We should teach them a lesson.

George Michael: (Laughing) Yeah... yeah... No, I-I don't recall then.

Maeby: I should go to my mom this evening and be, like, "I met the cutest guy," and so she'll see you lot and me totally making out.

George Michael: (Laughing) Yeah. (Continues laughing) But non really, right?

Maeby: It'southward perfect! She'd freak out, and I'd exist, similar, "Mom, if we saw each other more ofttimes, this wouldn't happen."

George Michael: Only nosotros're cousins.

Maeby: That's what makes information technology funny.

George Michael: But isn't it confronting the law?

Maeby: I don't think so.

George Michael: I know for certain that the yacht club would have a problem with it.

Maeby: Come up on, George Michael.

Scene

Narrator: Tobias, now assertive the boat party to be pirate-themed...

Tobias: Well, you look similar a pirate!

Narrator: ...began searching through his wife'due south luggage for an outfit.

Tobias: I should say so. Look at the blouse, sir.

Narrator:Then, mistaking a group of garishly dressed men for pirates, Tobias boarded a van full of homosexuals. Presently, he was unwittingly office of a protest confronting the local yacht lodge.

Tobias: How are you?

Lindsay: Oh, my God, I have the exact same blouse.

Lucille: I like it meliorate on him.

Maeby: I don't understand why yous work every weekend. Aren't you, like, my age?

George Michael: Well, it's of import to exist responsible. I think there aren't enough immature people out there today who take a real work ethic.

Maeby: What do yous mean?

George Michael: I don't know.

Narrator: And George Sr. finally made his retirement oral communication.

George, Sr.: I guess information technology's time for me to, uh, mosey on. And although I won't be saddling upwardly and going in every day...

George, Sr.: there's someone else who's going to.

George, Sr.: I give y'all the new C.East.O. of the Bluth Company...

George, Sr.: certainly the smartest Bluth...

George, Sr.: my favorite Bluth...

George, Sr.: and the, uh... sexiest beast I have ever laid eyes on...

George, Sr.: my lovely wife Lucille.

Lucille (glees)

Lindsay: Mom! Mom, congratulations!

Music: / Love will go along usa together /

George, Sr.: Distressing, it'southward non the right time.

Music: / Some sugariness-talking girl comes along, singing /

Lindsay: I'yard non going to prevarication to y'all, Michael; this is bully news for H.O.O.P.

Act 3

Michael: Hey.

George Michael: You okay?

Michael: Yeah. You know what? I'm great. You and I, we've waited long enough. Time to motility on. Information technology's time to motility on. Okay? I want y'all to say your expert-byes. It'southward the start of a whole new life for us. All right?

Scene

George Michael: I guess we're going to see yous guys even less now.

Maeby: I told yous nosotros should have taught them a lesson.

Maeby: (kisses Georg Michael)

George, Sr.: I desire a picture of the new C.E.O. with all her kids. Lindsay, I want you lot in this picture.

George, Sr.: Let'south see some smiles, people. It's a political party, not a shareholders' coming together.

Rim shot

Siren wailing

Grand.O.B.: Are those police boats?

Rim shot

G.O.B.: No, I'chiliad serious. I recollect they are police force boats.

Police On Bullhorn: Gear up to be boarded. Set to exist boarded.

George Michael: I knew it was against the police force.

George, Sr.: That'south the Securities and Exchange Commission.

Buster: They have boats?

George, Sr.: Requite me a cell phone.

Lucille: Lindsay, Buster, up to the span! Come up on, Buster. Mighty adept grief!

George, Sr.: Delores, listen to me.

Lucille: Out of my fashion!

George, Sr.: Empty the accounts.

Lucille: Out of my way, Celeste!

George, Sr.: Why are you lot crying? Why are you lot crying?

Lucille: Out of my way. Out, out, out. Lindsay, take the wheel. Buster, find us a channel to the sea.

Buster: Gee, I don't really have whatsoever of my mapping equipment with me.

Lindsay: You've had $fourscore,000 worth of cartography lessons. Get united states of america a channel to the ocean.

Buster: Okay, okay, okay.

George, Sr.: Can you hear me at present?

Buster: Okay. Plainly this blue part here is the land... and that would hateful...

Lindsay: Oh, Buster, Buster, information technology'south all right.

George, Sr.: Shredder. No, salvage it. Salvage information technology. Shredder.

Lucille: Please, don't go out us now, Buster, please!

G.O.B.: Go in the tomb.

George, Sr.: Save it.

G.O.B.: The Aztec Tomb.

George, Sr.: Hold on. I don't have time for your magic tricks.

G.O.B.:Illusions, Dad. You don't have time for my illusions.

George, Sr.: What is wrong with you lot? (Muffled) Why are you so angry?

G.O.B.: Look, just stay in the box. I'll make yous disappear.

Scene

Narrator: The Bluth family dominated the news that night.

John Beard: Southern California is the home of the loftier-speed freeway hunt but this night's flee from justice was on the body of water and slow as molasses. Bluth Development Company president George Bluth was arrested tonight for defrauding investors, and using the company as his personal piggy bank. More intrigue on the high seas tonight, every bit dozens of local pirates were arrested for protesting the Yacht Club'south discriminatory policies.

Narrator: Even Michael'south blood brother G.O.B. made the news.

Trisha Thoon: Information technology was Mr. Bluth's son "Gawb," a part-time magician, who hid his father hither, in The Aztec Tomb. By pushing on this pivoting panel Mr. Bluth was able to hide in this airless chamber

G.O.B.: I have to think the Alliance is going to frown on this.

Trisha Thoon: Perchance a good fox for a human, only the dogs found him almost instantly.

Man in Constabulary station: Free at concluding, y'all.

Tobias: I'm all correct, gang. I'm all right.

Lindsay: Thank God.

Tobias: Oh, what an adventure. Oh, my goodness. Buster... don't exercise that. What an hazard, gang. I idea that the homosexuals were pirates. But information technology turns out that most of them were actors in the local theater. You're correct though, it is astonishing. I've been waiting for the universe to provide a path for me and... and I think it has.

Lindsay: Y'all're gay.

Tobias:No. No. No, I'm non... I'1000 not gay. No. Lindsay, how many times must nosotros have this... No. I want to be an actor.

Michael: Okay, guys, um... they are going to keep Dad in prison at least until this gets all sorted out. Also, the attorney said that they're going to take to put a halt on the company's expense account.

All: shocked

Michael: Interesting. I would've expected that after "They're keeping Dad in jail." The first thing I demand you guys to do is to cutting up your company credit cards.

Buster: What about the miles?

Lindsay: Y'all know, Michael, Dad did proper noun Mom as his successor.

Lucille: And I'm putting Buster in charge.

G.O.B.: He's a good option.

Michael: Buster? The guy who thought that the blue on the map was state?

Lucille: He'due south had business organisation classes.

Buster:Wa-Wa-Wa-Wait. 18th-century agrarian business, just I guess it's all the same principles. Let me ask you, are you at all concerned about an uprising?

Michael: You wanna know what? That'southward it. I'm washed. I'm sick and tired of the greed and the selfishness and all the taking. Forget it. I've got a son to think about. And y'all know, Lindsay, past the way, I expected this from them considering they're completely oblivious, but you... yous should know better.

G.O.B.: Recollect he'due south really mad at you.

Tobias Somebody is a rude Gus. That'southward all.

Scene

Narrator: In the days that followed, the Bluths' assets were officially frozen.

Lindsay: At that place'south no more room in the suitcase.

Tobias: Glasses. Where are my glasses?

Lindsay: On your confront

Narrator: Lindsay had no choice but to check her family out of the hotel before than planned.

Tobias: What are we doing with this? What is happening with this?

Narrator: And her husband started looking for work.

Cut: Stage

Tobias: My name is Dr. Tobias Fünke. I was master resident of psychiatry at Mass Full general for 2 years, and I did my fellowship in psycholinguistics at MIT.

Tobias: And this is "I'm A Bad Bad Human" from Annie Get Your Gun.

Lively, off-primal piano intro.

Tobias: (Hesitating) I... I... I... I'g...

Cut: Press on street interviews Lucille

Narrator: Lucille was finding it difficult to get about her daily life.

Lucille: The SEC is making him out to be some kind of mastermind, which believe me, he'southward not. The homo could barely work our shredder.

Cut: Sitwell Housing Inc.

Narrator: Michael was able to secure a job with a rival housing company almost immediately.

Enrique: Plus, there are perks. We'll prepare you lot up in Arizona in one of our finest estates.

Michael: Cranium or master house?

Cut: Board Meeting

Narrator: And Buster was discovering his academic pursuits didn't fully set up him for his new responsibilities.

Executive: Have yous looked at the latest figures on the Sudden Valley expansion, vis-a-vis the development versus the tax that it...

Buster: Amazing. You guys are and so smart.

Executive: ...two percent per annum, but this is a non-recoupable...

Cut: one hr afterward...

Lucille: We demand Michael.

Thousand.O.B.: We need ice.

Buster: Michael... We need Michael.

Tobias: Perhaps... an intervention.

Cutting: Livingroom

G.O.B.: So what we'd like to do here is only go effectually the room... and have anybody talk a little about Michael. Things nosotros don't similar about him or how he annoys us... or peradventure just something he does that rubs the states the wrong way.

Lucille: Jump right in.

Tobias: At that place'southward no right or wrong answer.

Lucille: I call back that's a swell idea.

Michael: Wait. Concord on one second. What exactly is this intervention for?

Lucille: We need y'all to come back and run the business.

Michael: Oh, okay. Well, then, then, technically it's not really an intervention. It's a little bit more of an imposition, if you call back about it.

Lindsay: Oh, whatever you want to call it.

Michael:I'd dearest to phone call it an imposition.

G.O.B.: We're in trouble here, Michael. And I can't perform my magic. I'm getting blackballed from even the smaller venues.

Flashback: Child Birthday

Birthday Party Man: Well, information technology's come down to the 2 of you. I'll be honest. I'grand just more than comfortable with an Brotherhood-approved magician.

G.O.B.: Aw. Requite 'em a hell of a show, gnaw.

Teen Magician: Fuck off, traitor.

End Flashback

Michael: I idea Buster had everything under command. I thought you'd been going to the part.

Buster: Yes, and I've enjoyed that. It was just I was constantly being chosen to the phone or I was asked a question or I was resuscitated. Information technology was really hard to go a good work flow going.

Maeby: Tin you believe this? They're still fighting.

George Michael: Yes, I know. I'm tempted to osculation once again so we could teach 'em a lesson.

Maeby: Why would that teach them a lesson?

George Michael: No, I mean, uh, to freak them out.

Maeby: That doesn't make whatever sense.

George Michael: Isn't that what makes it funny? I'm laughing. Go fish' u know Okay. I only need a drinkable.

Michael: Well, I'chiliad deplorable. It'due south just too late. I'g moving to Phoenix. I got a job. Something y'all apply for, so they pay you lot to, uh... never mind. I don't want to ruin the surprise.

Michael: So no hard feelings? Adios, Sayonara. I'll see you when the first parent dies.

Lucille: Well, I'd rather be dead in California than alive in Arizona.

Tobias: Touché. Touché.

K.O.B.: Too good.

Michael: George Michael, grab the coat.

Lindsay: I think Dad would actually desire you to help united states of america out hither, Michael.

Michael: Dad's in jail.

Tobias: It's just terrible, terrible ...

Michael: Nice try, Tobias. Hither we go.

Lindsay: Well, the to the lowest degree yous could do is say good-adieu to him.

Cut to Prison

Narrator: In fact, Michael had non spoken to his father since the arrest, and he decided to requite his begetter the courtesy of a formal resignation.

Michael: I quit.

George, Sr.: Probably a practiced career move.

Michael: You know, I parked in the same spot for the last five years. I was there on fourth dimension every unmarried mean solar day.

George, Sr.: Mike...

Michael: I was and so loyal, I worked so difficult. Why didn't you but put me in charge?

George, Sr.: Michael, listen to me. These guys, the SEC, they've been after me for years. I put you in charge, you're going to be wearing 1 of these orange jumpsuits, also.

Michael: I could've helped y'all if yous'd told me.

George, Sr.: You lot'd be an accomplice. No, it had to be your mom. They cannot abort a married man and wife for the aforementioned law-breaking.

Michael: Aye? I don't remember that that's truthful, Dad.

George, Sr.: Really? I've got the worst fucking attorneys!

Michael: What are you lot maxim? That you did this for me?

George, Sr.: What have we always said comes before anything else?

George, Sr.: Information technology's family starting time.

George, Sr.: You do right by your son. "Pardner."

Baby-sit: Bluth, time!

Michael: Y'all might desire to dial downward that cowboy act while you're in here.

George, Sr.: Don't think that didn't cross my mind.

Cut to model home

Narrator: With Michael leaving town, Lindsay decided to take inventory of the family's last remaining nugget: their model home.

Lindsay: What are you lot doing?

George Michael: I'm packing up. What are you doing?

Lindsay: Well, merely looking for... you. To say good-bye to you.

George Michael: Going to miss you guys.

Lindsay: Oh, well, we'll come out and see you in... Yeah, we'll miss you, too.

George Michael: It's been prissy having y'all guys around. You know, to talk to. Since Mom died, information technology's been kind of lonely. I just wish we could all stay here.

Michael: I... I need a manus with the van, please.

George Michael: Okay. (hugs Lindsay very long)

Cutaway: Afterwards

Michael: Sorry. Well, I guess he really misses his family.

Lindsay: Well, he doesn't know us very well.

Michael: Yeah, clearly. Permit me inquire you a question. Where the hell take you lot been? Why didn't yous call me?

Lindsay: Look at my life, Michael. Tobias is out of work, nosotros're in debt. It's...

Lindsay (tries to cry)

Michael: What are y'all doing? Are you trying to cry?

Lindsay: I'm sad. Life is difficult right now. I've got the J.D.L. on my ass.

Michael: J.D.L.?

Lindsay: Jewish Defence League.

Michael: Oh, the circumcision thing? This is why I was against H.O.O.P. Why don't y'all but mind your ain business, Lindsay?

Lindsay: See? This is why I didn't call you, Michael, because you lot're so judgmental.

Michael: No, I'm not judgmental.

Lindsay: And yous're disappointed in me.

Michael: I'one thousand not disappointed in you.

Lindsay: You are.

Michael: So I'm disappointed in yous, but, come on, what is not disappointing near my life? Dad didn't give me the promotion. Dad'south in jail. How disappointing is that?

Lindsay: And so nosotros're a disappointing family unit.

Michael: We're an incredibly disappointing family unit. But nosotros are a family unit... and I want my son to be happy, so... peradventure we should be in each other'southward lives.

Lindsay: I'd like that.

Michael: Yes?

Lindsay (tries to cry)

Michael: Seriously, y'all're going to pull a muscle.

Lindsay: I used to be able to exercise this.

Narrator: So Michael decided to stay in California and try to save the family business organisation. And for the outset time always, he gathered his family together in the model home.

Cutting to model dwelling house

G.O.B.: Dad was always banker, and so in that location was no beating him.

Lindsay: Totally.

George Michael: He should've been stocking up on those "Get Out of Jail Free" cards.

G.O.B.: Good one, George Michael!

Buster: Aye!

Michael: Very good.

Tobias: How are you?

George Michael: Wish you lot guys didn't take to get then soon.

Michael: Oh, on that field of study: these guys are actually going to be staying with u.s.. For a while. Just your aunt. And her husband. Not G.O.B.

George Michael: Really?

Michael: Yeah. What the hell, huh? Family commencement, correct? It is going to be a petty crowded though, so I call up you're going to have to share a room with your cousin.

Music: What y'all tryin' to say to me?

Act 4

Narrator: On the next Arrested Development. George Michael gets a new roommate.

Cut to George Michaels room

Maeby: (Singing in shower) I did know what I practice-o-o-n-due east. I'k not that innocent.

Narrator: Many find work for the first time.

Cut to jewelery

Sales adult female: This is the most expensive watch we take so only let the customers who are truly serious effort it on.

Lindsay: It is a fun watch. I'll take information technology.

Cut to Sitwell Housing Inc.

Enrique: It was really your blood brother we were interested in. I mean, you don't even have any references.

G.O.B.: Is that enough of a reference for you?

Enrique: Even a letter of recommendation, something similar that.

Cut to jail

Narrator: And Michael finds information technology hard to get his father out of jail.

Michael: You love it here?

George, Sr.: Oh, I'm having the time of my life. Hey, T-Bone.

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