George Michael: Yeah, well, I meant... So what are the mice for?
G.O.B.: No they’re just for misdirection.
George Michael: Shirts? G.O.B., are we shoplifting?
G.O.B.: (Yelling.) Mice!
Lindsay: Michael, I’m not as bad an influence as you think I am.
Michael: Well, you’re not a great one. You’re a criminal, Lindsay, what kind of message does that send?
Detective Fellows: Bluth, we’re ready to question you now.
Lindsay: That’s what I am, Michael. I’m a shoplifter.
Narrator: But Tobias was now a guard...
Narrator: ...and a surprisingly cat-like one.
G.O.B.: Wow. Guess we didn’t need the mice.
Narrator: While the rest of the Bluths were in police custody, Lucille was with her brother-in-law.
Oscar: I am blown away that you... that you called me, and that we’re-we’re together, and my camper made it all the way up here— do you think it’s safe over there, because I only have a hanger for a lock.
Lucille: What are they going to take, the one can of Comet you’ve got in there?
Oscar: Oh, your tongue is as sharp as your body is still taut.
Lucille: What are you doing? Oscar, this is a children’s soccer game, not Woodstock.
Oscar: Oh, that was another era, huh? The music and the pot... Will you excuse me? I’m need to go to my camper for just a quick sec.
Buster: Hey, Uncle.
Oscar: Hey... Buster.
Oscar: No, no... No, no... ow. No, no, no. No, no, no.
Buster: No, no, no! I came here to say something. You do not belong here. My mother’s been spoken for. You know, I may never have played organized sports, but I am a man.
Buster: And I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave.
Oscar: Okay, but I never meant to break up your family. Your mom called me for a reason. I-I don’t think she’s happy.
Buster: No, she’s happy. She’s just mean all the time.
Narrator: Michael submitted to the detective’s questions.
Detective Fellows: You haven’t seen any evidence of Ms. Sanchez or where she might have gone?
Michael: I have, uh, no idea. None.
Detective Fellows: Are you willing to take a polygraph to that effect?
Barry: (Speaking in normal volume.) Are you nuts?
Michael: Not without a better lawyer.