Written by Brad Copeland.
Narrator: Now the story of a wealthy family who lost everything and the one son who had no choice but to keep them all together. It’s Arrested Development
Narrator: Before going to work, Michael decided to have a little fun.
George Michael: What are you doing?
Michael: I’m doing a little cost projection analysis for a mini mall.
George Michael: Wow, that’s pretty cool you know how to do all that stuff.
Michael: Yeah, maybe your old man’s just a little bit cooler than you thought he was, huh? (Grunts.) Ah, stupid, stupid chair. Very stupid chair. But it’s also this stupid model home furniture. Maybe I ought to get myself one of those nice leather chairs from work.
George Michael: People can take chairs home from work?
Michael: Well, not everybody, but I’m the president of the Bluth Company since Dad’s in jail and it’s okay if I take a little something from work, you know?
George Michael: Yeah, but isn’t that why Grandpa’s in jail, because he took things from work?
Michael: You’re a good kid, you know that?
George Michael: I mean, a chair costs money so it’s like stealing and you always say...
Michael: Not stealing. Not. Okay, I’m the one that taught you that stealing is bad, all right? I’m just saying, you know, if I got a leather chair, okay, and I get to lean back... Oh, this one’s gonna hurt.
Lindsay: Leather chair? So, you’re against stealing but skinning cows is cool with you?
Michael: I’m fine, by the way. Frankly, your concern is getting embarrassing. Since when are you against leather?
Maeby: Yeah, you’re not even a vegetarian.
Lindsay: I’m not against the insides. People need meat to survive.
Michael: You are aware that they don’t remove it from the cow surgically, right?
Marta: Hi, Michael.
Michael: Marta. Hi. Hey. It’s Marta. Hey, Marta, everybody. Great to see you.
Marta: I was just looking for G.O.B.
Michael: Well, you’re his girlfriend.
Narrator: Michael wished Marta was his girlfriend, a secret he had only shared with Lindsay.
Marta: Actually, we had a big fight. He thought I was belittling his career, but I never would do that.
Michael: Neither would I. What career?
Marta: The magic?
Michael: Oh, the tricks, the little tricks. Those are great.
Marta: Well, he didn’t like my reaction to his new one.
G.O.B.: Real needle, real apple. Real neck.
Amable: (Screaming.) He’s a zombie!
Marta: And I wanted to apologize.
Michael: Well, he hasn’t been here.
Marta: But he said he was staying here. Oh, my God. Maybe he’s staying with another woman.
Michael: No, no, no. No, no, no. No, he is staying here. I just haven’t seen him here... the foyer, or the kitchen.
Marta: Well, that’s a relief.
Marta: Well, tell him to call me when he gets in.