Michael: Mom, I'm looking for Gob. There's some people after him, and I don't know whether it's gambling or what but, um, they wanna break his legs.
Lucille: It's a good thing he's already got that little scooter. [laughs] Oh, don't give me that look. I happen to be a more caring mother than most.
Buster: Where's my bed?
Lucille: I put it in storage. I guess you'll just have to decide which Lucille you want to spend your nights with.