Maeby: So when my mom's giving the speech, we'll be in the background, and we're just going at it. [laughs] And I'm like, "Why have I never thought of that before?"
George Michael: Kind of feels like you have. To me, it seems like what you really want is for your mother to see you for who you are. Why don't you write a speech for her to say about you, about how lovely and smart you are, how you've blossomed as a young woman into this incredibly beautiful and special person that anyone would be lucky to get to share their life with.
Maeby: I think I see where you're going with this.
George Michael: An incredibly attractive, incredibly rare and precious gem.
Maeby: And then, I open my mouth, and I have these rotted out meth teeth. And I'm like, "Then why do I gotta [bleep] my cousin for some meth money, Mom?" You know, or something like that.
George Michael: I feel like we're circling it.
Maeby: Yeah.
George Michael: I don't know, maybe that's just a shade unnecessarily cruel.
Maeby: Well, at least I didn't punch her in the face.