Barry: Well, if he’s got a shot with her, just give me a little tap on the fanny.
Michael: It’s not going to happen.
Barry: Okay, then look, just tell him anything he wants to hear to keep him from running. We just have to keep him here until we can hear what kind of deal they’re offering you. You just trust me. I’m a lot more competent than you can imagine.
Barry: Oh, I forgot to take the tinfoil off, too. I really wanted that.
Narrator: Buster, meanwhile, was sharing his failure with someone who was well versed on the subject.
Buster: I mean, I couldn’t get over the wall. They put me on suspension until I can.
Michael: Well, perhaps you need to find somebody who can motivate you.
Buster: Yeah, but who?
Narrator: And then it hit him.
Young Buster: (Whines.)
Narrator: G.O.B. had always proven a good motivator for Buster.
Young G.O.B.: Do it!
Young Buster: (Cries out.)
Buster: Hey, brother. How would you like to, uh, go to the old playground with me?
G.O.B.: I’m sure as hell not going back to work. I’m never going back there.
Tobias: Oh, well, then perchance I might be able to borrow your cellular telephone?
G.O.B.: I’m not fit to run a company, and I don’t deserve a fancy phone.
Tobias: Well, the Blue Man Group might need me, and I do deserve a fancy phone.
Narrator: They didn’t, and he doesn’t.
Narrator: Michael knew he couldn’t let his father get away, so he decided to see if his mother and Oscar really were in love.
Michael: So, come on, aren’t you really just dating Oscar to get back at Dad?
Lucille: Um, it may have started as that, but I have fallen in love with Oscar.
Lucille: And it’s so nice not to have to worry about getting pregnant. The doctor said I couldn’t be a mother now if I tried.
Michael: And that was without even interviewing me.
Lucille: Here you go: hot tea. Because that’s what you are: a hot-tie.
Oscar: Stop me from pouring this on myself. I can’t take this anymore.
Michael: Okay, all right, now, listen, Oscar, maybe you should think about moving on, you know? I mean, this really isn’t your scene— the sweaters and the furniture. Maybe you should take a leap at freedom like my father, just run.
Narrator: Meanwhile, Tobias set about learning...
Tobias: Oh, there we go.
Narrator: ...how to operate his new cell phone.
Narrator: And Lindsay tried to spend more time getting to know her daughter.
Lindsay: (Hoarsely.) Hi, Maeby. Oh, Steve, hi.
Steve Holt: Hi.
Maeby: What are you doing here?
Lindsay: I thought I’d spend a little time with my daughter. After all, hasn’t been that long since I’ve been in high school.