Narrator: Now the story of a wealthy family who lost everything and the one son who had no choice but to keep them all together. It’s Arrested Development.
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Michael: George Michael, they’re gonna show that interview you did. We’re gonna watch it on Thursday, okay? I’ll make some popcorn.
George Michael: Popcorn? Really? Cool. Yeah, the hell with Atkins, huh?
Michael: Oh, yeah. Why blow it now? I’ll fry up some bacon.
George Michael: Dad...
Michael: Buddy, you got to take it easy, okay? I’m showing this as the model again. I don’t want people to think we’ve got shoddy workmanship. That might not have been your fault.
Lindsay: Is that a shot at me?
Lindsay: Because, for your information, I have a job.
Michael: Really? What kind of job?
Michael: G.O.B.’s not on board.
Lindsay: Beads are very big right now—anklets, necklaces, you name it.
Lindsay: But I’ll need some startup money.
G.O.B.: I’m in. But we’re gonna need a lot. Beads aren’t cheap. Are beads cheap?
Michael: G.O.B., shouldn’t you be in bed?
G.O.B.: Well, I’ve got a meeting with Dad’s attorney today. He’s going to want me to take a lie detector test to use as evidence in Dad’s trial, but I don’t want to. What if they ask about a magic trick? I can’t risk it.
Michael: They’re not going to ask you anything. They want me to take the polygraph test.
Michael: Look, I have to do this to help out Dad, but you don’t know anything about our business.
Lindsay: And, G.O.B., I’m not looking for a partner. And, believe me, if I was, it would not be you.
G.O.B.: Oh. Good. Well, I’ll start my own business. How hard can it be? (Buzzes.) Bzz! We’ll see who brings in more honey. (Buzzes.)
Michael: He’s thinking about bees again.
Michael: Lindsay, I’m not going to just cut you a check so you can throw it away on another failed business.
Lindsay: Hey, “Mommy, What Will I Look Like?” should have worked.
Narrator: Lindsay had once started a photo-enhancing service which gave new parents a glimpse at what their infants would look like in half a century.
Lindsay: Hey, you put an ugly kid in, you can’t be surprised when an ugly adult comes out.
Lindsay: Look, I need to become self-reliant. It’s not going to last with Tobias. He’s completely oblivious. He’s got no idea how I’m feeling or thinking.
Michael: So there’s no sex?
Lindsay: I mean, how do you not have sex with me?
Michael: It is a struggle.
Michael: I’ll tell you what... I’ll help you out, but you got to work.