G.O.B.: Did I hang up on him? I meant to hit speaker.
Michael: Oh, well, you got to hit the line first...
G.O.B.: No, I understand— both of them at the same time.
Michael: These are the lines...
G.O.B.: But she said... Look, could we...?
Michael: There’s a line right here, G.O.B., hey...
G.O.B.: It’s line...
Michael: I don’t want to wait until Dad’s dead for us to get along.
Narrator: But it was too late, as George Sr. would be declared dead within the hour.
Michael: From now on, we support each other.
G.O.B.: We start with a clean slate.
G.O.B.: We almost did it, though, didn’t we? We almost pulled it off.
Michael: No, it wasn’t even close.
G.O.B.: Yeah, a lot of people got hurt.
Michael: This was very, very bad.
G.O.B.: I agree. I agree.
Narrator: On the next Arrested Development, Lindsay finds out the true identity of her homeless man.
Lindsay: Look at you.
Tom Jane: Look, uh, you’re a really nice chick, but, um, I’m not homeless. I’m Tom Jane.
Narrator: And even though Lindsay didn’t know who that was, hearing that he wasn’t homeless was good enough for her.
Lindsay: Buy me a drink?
Tom Jane: Oh, you’re really sweet, but no. I’m Tom Jane.
Narrator: And Lindsay, crushed and alone, for the first time missed her husband Tobias.
Tobias: Lindsay, um...
Lindsay: Is that George Michael’s diamond cream?
Tobias: Oh, yes, well, I-I ran out of blue, and I couldn’t find anything else. I think my nipples are bleeding, though I don’t know if you’re supposed to use quite this much, but I...
Lindsay: No, I am.
Tobias: No... no... I am, because I think I need to go to the hospital right away and-and see if I can’t get some of this diamond dust vacuumed from out of my lungs. This way.