G.O.B.: Time to seal the deal.

Wife of G.O.B.: Oh, wait, what time is it? Oh, God, seal the deal. My seal deal. I got to get to Sea Land. I’m selling five of their sickest seals to a third world zoo.

G.O.B.: Did you say seals?

Wife of G.O.B.: Yes, I told you, like, four hours ago, I sell seals! God, you ever listen to what I say?

G.O.B.: I’m sorry I don’t memorize every single word that comes out of your mouth—sometimes I just like to think. Think my thoughts.

Wife of G.O.B.: Oh, we’ll talk about this when I get home.

G.O.B.: It was hot.

Michael: The lengths you’ll go to sleep with a woman.

Narrator: And later, Michael arrived for his date.

Maggie: Hey...

Michael: So sorry that I’m late.

Maggie: I thought I smelled you coming.

Michael: Yeah, here I am.

Maggie: I thought so. Did you smell him? Did you smell the handsome man, Justice?

Michael: Handsome. You don’t have any evidence of handsome.

Maggie: Well, that’s true, but I can feel handsome. That feels handsomey.

Michael: All right.

Maggie: So you didn’t get a case of I-just-had-a-one-night-stand-with-a-blind-girl-itis?

Michael: No, of course not, one-night stand. Please. This is our second date now and want... And I want to see you again tonight, so, um... if it’s a one-night stand I’m not very good at it.

Maggie: But, now, listen, aren’t you busy with the trial?

Michael: Um... yes, of course, I’m very, very busy. But not too busy for you. Not too busy for a little walk right now, maybe, you and me. I’ll be your seeing-eye dog. What do you think?

Maggie: Oh!

Michael: Okay?

Maggie: Should we leave Justice here?

Michael: Um... yes, he’ll be fine. Won’t you boy? Huh?

Maggie: Justice, stay. Stay. Described this to me, Chareth. Describe to me how beautiful the park is.

Music: “Raindrops keep falling on my head...”

Michael: Oh, I wish you could see it. It’s just beautiful. An elderly couple, walking hand in hand. They’re having a wonderful time. “Already served, not to exceed six years, but no less than three.” Uh, three years is what I give them, and then one of them dies and the other one is not too far behind him.

Maggie: I can smell right through you, Chareth. You’re reading.

Rollerblader: Leash your dog, ...!

Michael: Uh... Yes.

Narrator: And George, Sr. was working on a roadside beautification effort brokered by Warden Stefan Gentiles.

Warden Gentiles: Inmate, please.

George, Sr.: Yes, sir?

Warden Gentiles: I want you to know that last night I watched a very impressive video tape of the title Caged Wisdom. I was struck by the duel life of the spiritual man. I did very much enjoy the blooper bonus footage at the end.

George, Sr.: Thank you.

Warden Gentiles: There’s a Shasta can there you seem to have missed.

George, Sr.: Okay. Thank you, warden.

Narrator: Moments later, Cindi arrived.