Lucille: Oh, God, don't look now, but Gob's doing his magic show.
George Sr.: Oh, boy, a stupid magic show. We got to watch this.
Lindsay: A big turnout.
Michael: I think a lot of people are probably here for the free chicken.
Gob: Gather 'round, humans and I will show you the plight of an innocent man who yearns to be free as a bird! [scatters candy] I've got to start labeling these suits. Who shall I send on this journey to that dangling cage?
George Sr.: Oh, pick me. Oh! Look, can I be in his stupid trick? Please?
Gob: Steve Holt, what are you doing here?
Steve Holt: I just came to see the magic show. I didn't know it was you.
Gob: Do you like magic?
Steve Holt: No. I love it!
Narrator: And at that moment, Gob chose to show his own son what he was capable of.
Gob: I've decided I will be performing the feat myself!