Written by Jim Vallely and Chuck Martin.
George Michael: How could you do this to me?
G.O.B.: Do what? I’m just here with my girl.
George Michael: Yeah, my Ethics teacher.
Michael: Hey, George Michael...
George Michael: Dad, I’m taking care of something okay? (To G.O.B.) You slept with my Ethics teacher.
Michael: Whoa, whoa. Just hang on a second. It wasn’t him. It’s me, okay? I’ve been dating your Ethics teacher.
G.O.B.: Wow, Michael. I’m really touched that you’d stick up for me after I’ve been so horrible to you.
Michael: Hmm?
G.O.B.: You know what, now it’s time for me to do the right thing. I slept with the Ethics teacher. I’m sorry.
Michael: What are you talking about?
G.O.B.: Lindsay told me that you liked her, and I’m not proud of this, but... I (bleep)ed Mrs. Whitehead.
Narrator: In fact, G.O.B. mistook the Civics teacher for the Ethics teacher Michael was dating.
G.O.B.: Man, he... has a type.
Wang Chung’s “Everybody Wang Chung Tonight” plays in the background.
Shannon: What a pig.
G.O.B.: Tell me about it.
Shannon: No, you. You’re the pig. Two strikes, you are out.
George Michael: Hey, what’s going on here, Dad?
Michael: Well, it-it-it was me, okay? I-I’ve been seeing Miss Baerly, and I should never have brought G.O.B. into it, but that day you told me that you liked her, I didn’t know what else to do. I never wanted to hurt you.
George Michael: Well, didn’t Aunt Lindsay tell you that I liked her?
Michael: Yeah, she did, but she said that you wanted her as a mother and I said that that was ridiculous, but then I met her and I kind of fell for her and thought that she would kind of make a great mother.
Ms. Baerly: Is that true? I didn’t know you were that serious.
Michael: Well, you know, I’m open to it. We’re open to it.
Ms. Baerly: Wow. No, no, no, no.
Michael: I’m just saying someday, you know?
Ms. Baerly: I’m not really into kids.
Michael: Well, I’m just, I’m not trying to rush anything.
Jeremy: Hey, the lady said no, man.
Ms. Baerly: Look, Michael, I hope you find what you’re looking for. I mean, we had some laughs about some very sad things, but I don’t think we have a future. And Jeremy, I will take that cupcake.
Jeremy: Oh, okay, um... Hey, uh, you want to dance?
Ms. Baerly: Sure. Why not?
George Michael: I can’t believe that would have worked.
Narrator: On the next Arrested Development, Buster’s competition heats up.
Buster: Whoa, whoa, whoa! We are not allowed to have candles in here. Mom would freak.
Lucille: Oh, no, it’s fine. This is America, baby. You pray how you want.
