Written by Mitchell Hurwitz.
Tobias: How are you?
Michael: Uh-huh. (Chuckling.) Good, good. How’s your, uh, job search coming?
Tobias: It’s good.
Tobias: It’s going to be good. It’s going to be good.
Narrator: Tobias recently lost his medical license for administering CPR to a person who, as it turned out, was not having a heart attack.
Michael: Maybe you’ll be inspired by the boat party tonight and start a career as a pirate.
Tobias: I haven’t packed for that.
Lindsay: Couldn’t find a thing.
Michael: How was your flight?
Lindsay: Great! Great! We just got in.
Lucille: He knows.
Lindsay: A month ago. Oh, I’m sorry, I’ve been meaning to call you, I really have.
Lindsay: It’s just been very busy.
Tobias: It’s been crazy.
Lindsay: We just had an amazing fund-raiser for H.O.O.P.
Lindsay: My anti-circumcision movement.
Lindsay: I think it looks frightening when it’s cut off. It’s a Doberman— let it have its ears.
Lindsay: Believe it or not, we brought in over $40,000.
Michael: Unbelievable. Sounds like you saved enough skin to make ten new boys.
Tobias: Well, most of that money was from...
Tobias: ...the Bluth Company. I mean, how... are you?
Michael: Still good. You know what? You guys have had your hands in the company coffer for years, but starting tomorrow, there is going to be a new boss in town, and you’re all going...
Michael: ...to have to start fending for yourselves.
Michael: You’re all going to finally feel that sweet sting of sweat in your eyes as—
Lucille: Who could’ve done this?
Narrator: While Michael was getting fed up with his family, George Michael was finally getting to know them.