Written by Brad Copeland.
Annyong: Buster get in trunk of car.
Lucille: So he’s not going to the Army? He must have had Michael sneak him into Mexico. Oh, thank God!
Oscar: It’s better this way. I’ll go unpack.
Lucille: Here’s some money. Go see a Star War.![]()
Lucille: Who is it?
G.O.B.: Uh, your son.
Lucille: What?
G.O.B.: I was looking for Buster.
Lucille: He’s not here.
G.O.B.: Well, what are you doing? Maybe you want to go out, or...
Lucille: Why are you trying to get me out of the house?
G.O.B.: I just thought that we could hang out.
Narrator: Lucille was suspicious that G.O.B. was up to some sort of power grab.
Lucille: Gene Parmesan? Lucille Bluth. My son is trying to get me out of my house. I think he may be up to something.
Lucille: Oh, hold on. That’s probably him. (Answers door.) Gene?
Lucille: I want you to keep an eye on my son, G.O.B.
Buster: Well, I never thought I’d miss a hand so much.
Buster: You people are just like me. (Laughs.)
Narrator: Meanwhile, in the real Mexico, Michael had found the staircar.
Michael: Oop, there it is.
Narrator: And Michael set about finding his father.
Mexican Man #1: Oh, yeah, sure, señor, no problem. When do you want us to start building?
Michael: Uh, thank you. Gracias.
George Michael: Hey, Dad? Dad?
Michael: Yeah?
George Michael: What do you think of Ann so far?
Michael: Oh, Ann? I just, you know, I barely know her, you know? Neither of us do. She’s just really some girl as far as we’re concerned, right? I-I-I’m determined to get to know her, though. Okay?
George Michael: Yeah, okay, I have an idea. When we go back, why don’t just the two of you go back in the staircar together?
Michael: Well, that’s no fun. For you. You know, you guys, you guys should be together. Uh... Or maybe just you and me, if you’d rather...
George Michael: Yeah.
Michael: Or me and Ann...
George Michael: Great! Yes! Okay! I’ll tell Maeby that I’ll be going back with her and Aunt Lindsay. Great.
Michael: Well, no, no, wait, let’s... let’s keep looking for Pop-Pop, you know?
