Narrator: Each with their new charge, the Bluths set about redefining their image. Tobias was off to Los Angeles International Airport determined to return to his family with a career.

Tobias: Oh, my God. You are Carl Weathers, the actor. I went to San Francisco to attend your stage-fighting workshop, but you never showed up.

Carl Weathers: I got bumped from that flight. Apparently, they give you $300 if you get bumped. It’s this crazy loophole in the system that the wrong guy discovered. Guess where I won’t be going?

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Both laugh.

Tobias: Yeah. So... I am an actor too.

Carl Weathers: Oh, good.

Tobias: Well, I want to be. I mean, without the proper training, I’m afraid I’m doomed to be a doctor.

Carl Weathers: Well, hell, I could train you.

Tobias: Oh, I’m afraid all I have is $1,100 and that’s for this plane ticket.

Carl Weathers: Check this out. $1,100 is exactly what I charge for acting classes.

Tobias: No, it isn’t.

Carl Weathers: Yeah.

Narrator: Meanwhile, G.O.B. was beginning his charity work at a local nursing home.

G.O.B.: I’m going to need a volunteer for my next illusion—The Aztec Tomb.

Woman: A tomb?

G.O.B.: Or box. Box is... fine.

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G.O.B.: Oh, yes, well, excellent. Let’s get you in the box. (Quietly.) There’s a panel. Just flip it around. Curl up behind it. Don’t make any noise, all right? (To audience.) Ancient lore has it the Aztec gods put a curse on any man who....

Woman: What?

G.O.B.: He’s gone.

Narrator: Buster was also doing his share for the family.

Phone ringing.

Narrator: And Michael, at Jessie’s insistence, was out on the town.

Michael: I haven’t been out to dinner in so long, I feel a little guilty.

Jessie: Oh, you’ve nothing to be guilty about. You’re the only one in your family who’s ever been responsible.

Michael: Well, certainly the only one that’s ever held a real job.

Lindsay: Oh, really, Michael, watch this. Wow, this Cloud Mir’s making me think fuzzy. I’ve almost no judgment at all.

Man at Bar: Two more Cloud Mirs, please.

Lindsay: Only one with a real job.

Michael: Jessie, you’ve really been doing a great job with my family.

Jessie: (To photographer.) Oh, good, get one of Michael and me on a date. Thank you.

Michael: A date? This is a date now? I thought this was just business.

Jessie: Can’t it be a little bit of both?

Michael: How will I know which part of it is business?

Jessie kisses Michael.

Michael: Uh-oh. Can’t wait to see which part of it is a date.

Jessie kisses Michael again.

Michael: Show me business again.

Maeby: Hey, whatcha doing?

George Michael: Just trying to get the TV working.