Michael: Dad is up on treason charges for building homes in Iraq.
Gob: It's a USO tour.
Michael: You're not going.
Gob: Yes, I am. And I'm doing my whole Christian magic act that my relig-y girlfriend helped me work out. I dress up like Jesus, walk on water, which you've seen. And I do the wine into water...
Michael: It's "water into wine."
Gob: Then I emptied out all your wine bottles and filled them with fake stuff for nothing.
Lindsay: Great, how am I supposed to have sex with my husband now?
Michael: Gob, we've got the depositions, okay? You're not going to Iraq.
Gob: You're just jealous that I am the son that the father has asked to do his work in the Holy Land.
Michael: So Dad is behind this.
Gob: And he won't bump me up to business class.