George Michael: You know, I just wanted to make her something special to show that I care.
Michael: About the class?
George Michael: No. I mean, about her.
Michael: Oh!
George Michael: I kind of love her.
Michael: You mean, you love her like like she loves Saddam. Right?
George Michael: No, no. I mean, like, love her love her.
Michael: Oh. Oh.
Beth Baerly: Oh, hi! Hi, George Michael. I was just Iooking at this model home. I'm gonna go home and think about it. I'm gonna go home, think about it.
George Michael: Dad, what was she doing here? I mean, sh- She wasn't...
Narrator: Michael knew he had an ethical responsibility to tell his son the truth.
Michael: Yes. Your Uncle Gob slept with her.