Written by Brad Copeland.
Narrator: And so Lindsay headed off to deal with the work stoppage problem at the site.
Narrator: Lindsay knew Michael would be furious if he found out the building had stopped, so she had to find a way to start it, and that’s when she came across Lupe’s family.
Lindsay: Hey! Who’s ready to have some fun?
Narrator: Meanwhile, Michael continued his relaxation at the beach.
Michael: Okay, these units aren’t too close together. We can get away with this, right, people? All right, just... speed it up. Come on. Keep your heads down and power through.
Michael: Oh, no. Where is... where’s my phone?
Boy #1: I used it to dig the “B” unit.
Michael: You what?
Boy #1: I’ll get it.
Michael: Oh, no! You’re going to ruin it! What am I doing?
George Michael: Hi, Dad.
Michael: Hey, George Michael, where are you?
George Michael: I’m at the office. Lindsay put me in charge here ’cause there’s nobody here, and she had to go to the construction site ’cause the workers stopped working.
Michael: Oh, great. Now we’re never gonna finish phase three, and everything’s gonna fall apart. This whole thing is gonna cave in, and we’re gonna be left with a bunch of... Great. Now my sand castle has a giant pool in it.
Narrator: And that’s when Michael saw the solution to his space problem.
Michael: I got to go, buddy.
George Michael: He’s making a sand castle?
Narrator: George Michael noticed something, too. He knew his father had always loved him, but at this moment, he was actually holding the proof in his hands. Unfortunately, it was at this moment that the investigators went into action.
Agent Harris: There’s a kid.
Agent Cummings: Cover is blown. Get out.
Agent #3: I’ve got a clean shot over here.
Agent Harris: Get the proof. He’s got the evidence file.
Agent Cummings: I told you to find a stud!
Narrator: And back at the construction site, Buster and G.O.B.’s showdown was reaching a dramatic conclusion.
Buster: Oh! Oh, no!
Construction Worker: Wow. Who won?
Narrator: And for the first time, G.O.B. saw his brother as a man.
G.O.B.: Let’s get back to work, guys.
Construction Worker: Go to hell. Let’s get...
Narrator: And Lindsay arrived... suddenly, trying a new management style.
Lindsay: Okay, so you guys don’t want to work? Fine. I’ve got a stair car full of Mexican laborers that would love a day’s work.
Lupe's Uncle: Laborers? I’m a professor of American studies at the University of Mexico City.
Buster: I took a dance class there.
Lupe: I thought you were taking us to Catalina. What happened to Catalina?
Foreman: You’d bring in scabs, just like that?