Rebel: You know what, honey? Do you want to give Mommy some alone time with her friend?
George Michael: Maybe he could go play in the pool.
Rebel: Yeah.
George Michael: He'll be totally safe. There's like 100 guys out there.
Rebel: Make sure you wear your sunblock.
Narrator: In fact, it was the folks in the pool who were more at risk of being near Lem than he was of them. And perhaps that's what led Gob to having to take out another ad.

Maeby: Are you ready to see your office?
George Michael: I have been. It's great. I like it a lot. I wonder if she's gonna think we've been a little lavish with money. You know, is it too much? But then to contradict myself, I do think, at some point, it would be good to get a second chair just in case we have a guest, but I'm thinking big picture.
Narrator: Of course, that wasn't his office.
Maeby: This isn't your office.

Michael: This girl that I'm dating, Rebel, she's gonna be in it, and she would never do TV.
Maeby: You're dating Rebel Alley?
Michael: Yeah. I have a picture of us to prove it. I can't find it, but yeah.
Maeby: So, you're the other guy.
Michael: You know her personally?
Maeby: Yes. I mean, that's how I know that you were dating her.
Michael: Do you know the other guy that she's dating?
Narrator: And that's when she saw an opportunity to get back at George Michael.
Maeby: No, no, but I know it's over. She is dumping him.
Michael: She's dumping him?
Maeby: Apparently, he was coming on too strong, taking it too seriously. She hates that.
Michael: Is that what she said?
Maeby: Yeah, that's what she told me. Just kills it for her. She wants it easily-breezily.
Michael: Well, that's informative. I owe you. Thank you.
Maeby: No, you don't.

Narrator: And so fortified with Maeby's information that Rebel was breaking up with her other beau...
Michael: Hello.
Rebel: Michael.
Narrator: ...Michael decided to move things along.
Michael: I think that I've been coming on a little bit too strong. I got a lot going on, I got the movie. You know, a bunch of stuff with the housing complex, and I'm just I'm not gonna be pressuring you anymore. I want to just keep it easy-peasy.
Rebel: Cool, totally.
Michael: Yeah. Keep it loose.
Rebel: Yeah.
Michael: And we'll have some fun with, you know... If the fun, you know... Someday, one day, it gets more serious, you know, then it does, and we... We're walking down the aisle, you know, and... I'm saying it wrong, saying it wrong, 'cause I get, I get tongue-tied, because I think that you are coming on too strong. You know? Bugging me.
Rebel: You want to come in?
Michael: No.
Rebel: Ooh.
Michael: Yeah? Yeah.
Narrator: It was the best sex Michael ever had.

Michael: Hey. I just stole this fair young miss From a big shot, George... [bleep].

Narrator: And that's when Michael finally treated his son like an adult.
Michael: Hey, you know what I miss on you? The mustache.

Michael: I didn't even try to do it that time.
Lucille Austero: So, it's, "Let's take a tumble with Old Moneybags," right? And she'll be so grateful that she'll walk away from $700,000.
Michael: No, no, no, it would absolutely not be a gift. This would still be a loan, okay? However, my lovemaking would be, you know...
Lucille Austero: What? What, Michael? What were you gonna say?
Michael: Something that I would never be able to take back... [Lucille2 slaps Michael] but I didn't want that to happen. Now, listen, you have been the one that has been flirting with me.
Lucille Austero: Those were pity flirts.
Michael: No, they were not. You want this as much as I do. As much as I want this extension. Two different this-es. Now, you own a company that I helped to build. It was all of my hard work. This is something you have to do, because if you don't, I can't be held responsible for what I might do.

Michael: This is what I was talking about. I told you. I mean, we're like twins. Are we not like twins? All the way down to the photo booth. You name me one way in which we're different.
George Michael: Well, Dad, you know, I never, in a million years, would have gone out with her if I knew that you were, you know, the other guy.
Michael: Me, neither. I wouldn't have, either. Damn it. You know? You gotta believe me. This is just- This is-
George Michael: Yeah. How- How'd you know about the photo booth? 'Cause you said, "Right down to the photo".
Michael: I said, "Right down to the photo booth."
Narrator: Ironically, he could've told the truth and said he'd taken a Forget-Me-Now. But like the victim of a roofie circle, having taken one was the only memory he had lost. So, instead, he doubled-down on this.
Michael: It's like we're identical twin-
[George Michael punches his father]