Narrator: And the search for Buster's hand continued.
Buster: I would love to be able to say "Look what I've had reattached while you and George Michael were off to Motherboy."
Michael: Motherboy? Wait a minute. Mom took him to Motherboy?
Buster: Oh, he couldn't wait to swoop in and throw on that sailor suit, because he's not damaged goods.
Michael: Wait a minute. I don't want him doing that. You gotta go with me down there and help me get him, all right? That place is your scene.
Buster: Face it, Michael. They've won. He's the new Buster.
Narrator: This was the worst thing Michael could possibly hear.