Written by Mitchell Hurwitz and John Levenstein.
Michael: You stay on top of her, buddy. Do not be afraid to ride her. Hard.![]()
Narrator: George Michael’s attempt to distance himself from his cousin proved... unsuccessful.
George Michael: I can’t tell you how many health codes you’re violating right now.
Maeby: I can’t believe I volunteered for this. This is my stupidest rebellion ever. Hey, you want to go play skee-ball?
George Michael: Well, this is the cash drawer. My dad’s going to come by at the end of the weekend, and the number of bananas has to match the amount of money in here.
Maeby: Oh, so it all has to even out?
George Michael: Exactly.
Maeby: Easy. Banana... Buck. Banana... Take a buck.
Narrator: And Michael went to his mother for the flight records his father wouldn’t give him.
Michael: Why am I the only one that seems to get how much trouble this family is in?
Lucille: Oh, I get it, Michael, I get it. But how should I know where the records are kept? Your father’s in charge of all that.
Michael: No, I’m in charge of all of that, and I think that you do know where they are.
Lucille: Oh, it’s probably all in a storage unit somewhere.
Lucille: And I do too, my darling. That’s why I’m worried about G.O.B...
Lucille: And he’s upset, he’s very upset. You haven’t included him in the business at all. He’s your older brother. You could find a little job for him.
Michael: Where’s the storage unit?
Lucille: It’s with your warrant.
Lucille: Luz, that coat cost more than your house! Oh, that’s how we joke. She doesn’t even have a house.
Narrator: The next day, Tobias looked for work.
Tobias: Hmm— Actor Pull. Oh, look at all these parts!
Michael: Tobias. Nice to see you off the couch.
Tobias: I was looking for work, and... I blew it, Michael.
Michael: Yeah, I guess you’ve already seen that.