Tobias: Oh, we’re more than friends. I’m kind of his spotter.

Tobias: You missed a spot. Anyway, we should be looking at some big yen coming in from the Japanese. And when it does, I’m taking my gym buddy out to dinner— I barely even know you! Who’s Frank?

Frank: Well, I’ve been wanting to talk to you about that, but it’s a little awkward.

Tobias: Oh, well... I’ve been wanting to have my own awkward talk as well.

Frank: I think we can be more than just gym buddies.

Tobias: You’re blowing my mind, Frank.

Frank: I’m an agent, and I’d like to work with you.

Tobias: Oh. Oh... Well, this is great news, okay, good. I’m so glad you went first. What agency are you with?

Narrator: Frank said “CIA,” a government agency that was responsible for this catastrophe. But Tobias thought he said “CAA,” a talent agency which was responsible for this one.

Michael: Well, Tobias, maybe you should spend less time focused on your looks and a little bit more time focused on your daughter, okay? Her grades are terrible. She’s going to start getting “F’s.”

Narrator: Actually, she had already gotten one, as the movie she’d released in her secret life as a studio executive was losing money. But Maeby had a way to fix that.

Maeby: We turn it into a ride.

Mort Meyers: A ride?

Maeby: On the Studio Tour. What used to be the “Hell Tunnel,” now becomes... the “Tunnel of Love, Indubitably.”

Mort Meyers: But didn’t some people die in Hell Tunnel?

Maeby: That is an urban legend. Two elderly people got badly scalded when they tried to climb into the lava cauldron. But I’ve got that covered.

Mort Meyers: They’re just like the poster!

Michael: Grades like those, she’s going to be taking tickets at a movie theater the rest of her life.

Lindsay: You know, you’re one to talk. You’ve completely ignored this family since that British bird flew into your life.

Michael: No, I haven’t. Well... maybe a little. But, you, know, she’s amazing. You know she was in the Olympics?

Narrator: She wasn’t.

Lindsay: She’s that Rita Leeds? Wasn’t she on the cover of Newsweek?

Narrator: No

Michael: Yes.

Narrator: Michael was thinking of this man.

Michael: She even plays the banjo. Although, I do have to spend more time at work. I was at the property the Japanese funded today, and the whole backside has moles.

Tobias: Yeah, that’s Frank’s problem, too.

Narrator: Later that day, Michael went into the office to find the rest of his family.

Larry: Well, look who’s finally gracing us with his presence.

Michael: What’s a surrogate doing here?

Larry: We’re meeting with the lawyers...

Bob Loblaw: Oh, Michael!

Michael: Mr. Loblaw.

Bob Loblaw: I’ll catch you up. The Japanese are coming.

Michael: They are?