Baa Baa Bluth Company
Episode Transcript
Written by Brad Copeland.
George Michael: No, he love me. Um, loves me. He loves me.
George Michael: So, alright, maybe I will take a little... time off and go to the beach or something.
Annyong: I went to beach once. Next thing I know, I’m in crate next to pig.
Narrator: Instead, George Michael had decided to leave for his father’s office and have lunch with him. Meanwhile the white collar Bluth Company employees made it through the first leg of the journey and were about to embark on the second.
Narrator: And Lucille, taking Michael’s advice, returned from Quantity Plus with a problem.
Lucille: Lupe! Buster? Annyong? Hello?
Narrator: With Lupe gone, and the rest of her family working for once, Lucille realized she missed them.
Lucille: Well, now, who the hell is going to unload the car? (Into phone.) Hola? Is Rosa still alive? No? Oh. Okay. This is not my day.
Narrator: Michael, meanwhile, stopped by to say hello to his son and found out he had gone to the beach.
Little caption “Hello” next to Annyong.
Narrator: So Michael went to find George Michael and also try to figure out a solution for his space problem. And then he decided that perhaps he, too, should try a little relaxation. Back at the construction site, G.O.B. was also ready to take the afternoon off.
G.O.B. misses nail with hammer.
G.O.B.: Screw this. I have my pride. I don’t care how much they’re paying me.
Foreman: You got paid? I thought we were all making sacrifices.
G.O.B.: Yeah, well, maybe it’s time for some of those big shots at the Bluth Company to start making some sacrifices. I say we shut down construction!
Buster: Wait. Hey, what’s happening? Why are we stopping? This is fun. We should do this just for the fun.
G.O.B.: Easy for him to say. He got his paycheck, too.
Workers: What? What the hell? Unbelievable. That’s not right.
Buster: Come on, you douche bags, we’re all on the same team!
G.O.B.: Don’t listen to him. He’ll never stand up to the Man. He’s a chicken. A chicken. Coka, coka, coka, coh!
Buster: My whole life you’ve called me a chicken. But that’s over now. I have nothing to prove.
G.O.B.: Coka, coka, coh! Coka, coka, coka, coh! Coka, coka, coka...
Buster: That is not how a chicken sounds. Chickens don’t clap! Chickens don’t clap!
Foreman: This is not how we settle things on a site. We got our own way of finding out who’s a chicken. By a little game we like to call... “Chicken.”
G.O.B.: I hope you’re up to this, Buster! This is a game of courage! A game for men!
Buster: Yeah, well, it’s a game I’m ready for! Uh-oh, my seat doesn’t have a cushion.
Foreman: Ready, go!
CC incorrectly identifies “Flight of the Valkyries” as playing.
Buster: Oh, yeah, I’m definitely gonna need a cushion.
Narrator: As the Bluth brothers squared off, Lindsay dealt with the news of the work stoppage.
Lindsay: This wasn’t my fault. I thought you were Michael.
George Michael: So wait, my dad’s not here?
Lindsay: Nope, he went out for lunch, to have fun. But everything’s fine. I mean, if he asks, everything’s fine. My style works. This place is humming along.
George Michael: So wait, my dad said that he was waiting for a call, that he had to stay here.
Lindsay: Oh, no, he can get that call anywhere. I just have to forward it to him. Hey... would you mind running things for a little while?
George Michael: Well, I’m-I’m not really...
Lindsay: It’s not hard.
