Written by Courtney Lilly.
George Michael: You know, I have a job.
Tobias: (Fake cough.) Kiss-ass. Well, we were all thinking it.
Buster: Uh, I’m unclear about what it is exactly you do.
Jessie: Excellent question. What a publicist does...
Buster: No, no, I was talking to George Michael. When did you get a job?
George Michael: At the banana stand.
Buster: (Laughs.) Oh, duh. I thought you meant, like, a plumber or something, and I was, like, when did that happen?
Michael: Jessie, why don’t you just go ahead and jump in here. It’s a tough group to keep focused.
Jessie: Well, I’m going to go on the offensive. I want to get an article in the paper to show that this is a functional family and this is a relatable family.
George, Sr.: Are we on? Hello. Hello from prison. Thanks to Jessie for setting up this tele-link. I started a, uh, Torah study group. Very excited about it. It looks like, I don’t know, it looks like some, uh... I have some possible converts.
G.O.B.: (Laughs.) I’m sorry, isn’t Michael the least likable one in the family?
George, Sr.: I didn’t quite hear that. The reception’s bad, but as the Talmud tells us... (static) ...to the jackal as to an oxen. (Chuckling.) Did we get a laugh?
G.O.B.: I’m sorry. I’m just still on the whole Michael-being-likable thing. You know that he’s only had sex with, like, four women, right?
Jessie: Let’s focus on your likability. You’re going to start doing some charity work with your magic.
Lindsay: Actually, I’m kind of the charitable one of the family.
Jessie: Something where you’ll be seen. I represent Cloud Mir vodka, and they want someone to promote it by ordering it at a hot bar—a place like... Rud.
Lindsay: Okay, I’ll do it.
Jessie: And, Tobias, you’re a medical doctor and you’re living an absurd fantasy as an actor. It’s time to get real.
Tobias: Wow. That’s tough talk... but I like it. You’re saying, land a major film.
Jessie: I’m saying, get your medical license back. I’ve set up a hearing for tomorrow in Boston. Michael has generously donated $1,100 for your trip.
Tobias: (Laughs.) I’m sorry. I truly believe that the universe wants me to be an actor and not a doctor. I’m just waiting for a sign.
Michael: Here’s your cash. Universal Shuttle picks you up at 8:00.
Tobias: Any sign... really.
George, Sr.: Enough of that. I’m sorry. Some of my students, they’re arguing the significance of the shank bone on the seder plate. (static) But that... do not wag our genitals at one another to make a point.
Michael: Thought-provoking.
Jessie: And, Lucille, people think you’re cold.
George, Sr.: Okay, there’s no need for violence! Hanukkah can be spelled so many ways. Oh, God!
Jessie: Buster.
Buster: Right here, ready to go, at your service, get me out there.
Jessie: I want you to stay in. People find you odd and alienating. You make them uneasy. Stay out of the spotlight.
