Gob: Might be a great promotion for the Bluth Company.
Michael: No, Bluth Company's done. I started my own company, Michael B. Company.
Gob: I have a bee company. You stole my idea?
Michael: Uh-huh, I did not steal your- We sell- It would take hours. How's that going, by the way?
Gob: Uh, not so good. I've been keeping the bees in my apartment. I was using my magic smoke on them. My bees are dropping like flies, and I need them to fly like bees. And so I've got them out at a bee hospital, which is not cheap, which is another reason I need to be a famous magician. The whole thing...