Written by Richard Day and Mitchell Hurwitz.
Maeby: Well, that was a freebie.
Narrator: And soon the crowd gathered to hear Michael.
Michael: I just want to say how much this family really means to me. My father has always been there for me.
George, Sr.: He’s a great man.
Michael: My brother G.O.B., who I know would never do anything to hurt anyone in this family.
Narrator: Except for dating his nephew’s girlfriend and hitting on his adopted sister.
Michael: Buster, who faced his biggest fear to be here today.
Buster: Second biggest.
Michael: And my sister, Lindsay. Yes, she is my sister, no matter what uh, any piece of paper says. Lindsay and her husband, Tobias. You know, deep down, they-they both love each other very, very much. Most of all, my mother, who has always believed in me. Uh, three years ago, I made a choice... (Clears throat.) .. a choice to keep this family together.
Michael: Yeah, well, where is George Michael, by the way?
G.O.B.: He came by the yacht, and gave me this shiner.
Michael: He hit you? What for?
G.O.B.: You know teenagers. Probably lashing out at you because of who I’m dating.
Michael: Who are you dating?
G.O.B.: Ann.
Michael: Her?
G.O.B.: Don’t worry. I didn’t fight back or anything. I was, like, “Oh, no, take the yacht. Please don’t hurt me.” You know, just build up the little guy’s self-esteem.
Michael: The yacht? Oh, for God’s sake, G.O.B. I’ve got to get off this ship. (To Lucille.) Mom, George Michael took off in G.O.B.’s yacht. I got to go find him.
Lucille: Well, you can’t go now. That’s not going to look good in front of the investors.
Michael: Mom, this is important, okay?
Lucille: Michael, this company is important.
Narrator: It was at that moment that Michael realized how much he’d sold out.
Stan Sitwell: Never seen a CEO cry like that before. Except at a sentencing. That’s who you’re putting in charge?
Lucille: I’ve made a huge mistake.
Lucille: Will you take the company for 20% above market?
Stan Sitwell: Ten, and I’ll take the company off your hands right now.
Lucille: 15, and I’ll throw in Nellie.
Stan Sitwell: She’s 40.
Lucille: 12.
Narrator: Meanwhile, Michael searched the harbor and spotted the yacht. And G.O.B. noticed something, too.
Man: (On bullhorn.) Prepare to be boarded. Prepare to be boarded.