Gob: What does it matter? I screwed it up anyway. A complete failure. Can't even fake the death of a stripper.
Michael: Oh, come on. That's not a bad thing. It doesn't make you a failure. Dad's the failure.
Gob: Really? When he was my age, he ran an entire company, had kids.
Michael: The company was corrupt. Look what he's trying to do to us. And I'll tell you something else. You might not be a father, you know, Gob, but you are my brother.
Gob: I might be a father.