Written by Richard Day and Mitchell Hurwitz.
George Michael: Uncle G.O.B.?
G.O.B.: What are you doing here? How’d you find me?
George Michael: My Dad said that you were living down here with your girlfriend.
G.O.B.: You know about her?
George Michael: Who?
G.O.B.: Ann.
George Michael: Her?
Narrator: G.O.B. had been dating Ann since he awarded her third place in an inner-beauty pageant.
G.O.B.: What? I thought that’s what all you guys lived for!
Narrator: ...while G.O.B. debased everything they believed in.
G.O.B.: What about you? You game?
Ann 2.0: It’s really not that big of a deal, George Michael. I’m 18 now, and besides, we really haven’t even done anything.
G.O.B.: Practically nothing. But what are you going to do? The girl obviously needs a man.
Narrator: And that’s when George Michael became one. Ann was upset.
Ann 2.0: (Screaming.)
Narrator: As was Buster when he saw the ship where the party was to be held.
Buster: (Whimpering yell.)
Michael: Shh, shh.
Buster: (Whimpering.)
Michael: Come on.
Narrator: And so Michael accepted his congratulations, all the while looking for his son. And Buster was approached by his loving father.
Buster: Do you think there’s any chance this ship could break away from the dock?
George, Sr.: We’re on a ship?
Buster: Uh...
Narrator: And Maeby was trying to get the family to sign away the rights to their life stories.
Maeby: Boy.
Buster: Oh.
Maeby: TV is not as good as it used to be, huh, Uncle Buster? But you can help me out by signing my petition to make it better.
Buster: Oh, I kind of like Skating with Celebrities. Excuse me.
Narrator: And Lucille was trying to get signatures, too.
Narrator: And G.O.B., angry at Michael for sending his son to the docks...
G.O.B.: We’re not related?
Narrator: ...went into a kind of knee-jerk revenge mode.
Lindsay: (Sighs.)
G.O.B.: Why go for the best when you can go for the rest? Of your life with a younger man?
Lindsay: (Slaps G.O.B.)
G.O.B.: Kitty likes to scratch. (Yelling.) Oww! Mom! Mom!
Lucille: Take these forms to everyone in the family and promise them 100 grand if they sign.
Narrator: And that’s how Maeby found a way to get signatures on her release forms.