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: Michael Bluth was infatuated with his brother’s girlfriend, Marta, a Spanish-language soap opera star.Unfortunately, he discovered too late that “hermano” in Spanish meant “brother.” And the person Marta was infatuated with was, in fact, himself. This was distracting Michael the next day, when he went to meet his father’s attorney at prison.
Barry: Look, there is nothing to it. It’s an arraignment. They announce the charges...
Barry: However, it would help if you all showed up, looking like a loving, supportive family.
Lucille: For how long?
Barry: Ten minutes, tops.
Lucille: See if you can get it down to five.
George, Sr.: You know, maybe I should confess to these crimes, save everybody the trouble.
Lucille: Oh, get off the mount. You’re coming home guilty or somehow found not guilty.
G.O.B.: What the hell is going on?! I’m waiting to hear about Marta and this Hermano guy.
Michael: Yeah, I checked it out. I do not think that she’s cheating.
G.O.B.: I’m going over to Marta’s.
Michael: No, no, no. Don’t-don’t do that, okay? Just, uh, lay low. Be cool. I’ll talk to her again. That way, you don’t look so desperate, you know?
G.O.B.: You’re a good guy, mon frère. That means “brother” in French. I don’t know why I know that. I took four years of Spanish!
Narrator: So, Michael went to speak with Marta about the misunderstanding from the night before.
Michael: I owe you an apology.
Marta: No, I owe you an apology. I’m so ashamed that I was so disrespectful to your brother.
Michael: Oh, who cares? Nobody respects him. You see, Marta, I have been interested in you since the first day that we met.
Michael: Yeah, yeah.
Marta: It doesn’t matter. We live by our code, you and I, to honor family.
Michael: Yes, that’s one of the things that attracted me to you—your sense of right and wrong.
Michael: I also like your hair and your face and your breasts.
Marta: You sound like your brother.
Michael: Oh, thank you.
Marta: G.O.B. is like the cock of the walk, but not you. You are so kind. You’re sensitive, like a woman.
Michael: That’s enough.
Michael: We do have to do the right thing.
Marta: And being together is the wrong thing.
Michael: Very. Very. Wrong.
G.O.B.: (Singing tunelessly.) / And it’s there / / When you call out my name / / Two / One, two / three, four / five, six / seven, eight / nine, ten, 12... /
Michael: Is that G.O.B.?
G.O.B.: (Singing.) / Love is in the air. /
Michael: I’m going to turn this off.
Salsa song plays.