Maeby: He's not gonna let her go, which means I have to. Good-bye, Annette. Good-bye to our teeth that make it look like I'm smiling so I don't have to. And you, I'll miss you most of all, neighbor's pain medication. [voice breaking] I never even got the chance... Nah, I'll just take you with me.

Maeby: So, now that you found out your dad's sneaking around with your girlfriend, looks like you need a roommate, too, huh?
George Michael: No, that's what I came to talk to you about. He wasn't going to see Rebel in Mexico. The whole thing was just a crazy, paranoid idea.
Maeby: Who knows where we get these ideas from, right?
George Michael: Well, you. I got that from you. It's always from you.
Maeby: Oh, yeah, I was gonna say that sounded like one of mine.

Narrator: As it turned out, Tobias's daughter, Maeby, had been playing a part herself, although she was eager to recast the love interest.
Maeby: Hey, how we feeling? Any better?
Stan Sitwell: I don't know. The doctor said the headache should be gone at this point. But I'm having trouble tracking time. But I guess it's only been a day since the accident, right?
Maeby: Oh, my God. I can't believe you're asking me this again.
Stan Sitwell: Have I asked before?
Narrator: He hadn't.
Maeby: Every month.
Stan Sitwell: Oh, no. That can't be...
Maeby: ...right.
Stan Sitwell: Right.
Maeby: See? You always say "right." [chuckles] I'm sorry, it's just, Stan, we've gone over this so many times.
Narrator: No, they hadn't.

Stan Sitwell: What is this?
Tobias: Voices up. [high-pitched] Enchanté.
Stan Sitwell: Are these people your family? Is that why you wanted me to go?
Narrator: And caught with nowhere to hide, she decided to tell the truth.
Maeby: Yes. They are.
Stan Sitwell: I shall pack my things.
Maeby: Well, that was a freebie. Now I just gotta figure out how to get rid of you guys.

Narrator: Back at the office, the employees were growing restless.
Maeby: Which one is getting suspicious?
George Michael: Yeah, I think all of them. They keep throwing these tough tech questions at me, like, "What should we be working on?" Stuff like that.
Maeby: I hate the "What should we be working on?" question. 'Cause then you're tempted to be like, "You know what? We need you to invent Fakeblock." And then the minute you say that...
George Michael: Then they know there's no Fakeblock.
Maeby: Yeah.

Maeby: Of course, when Fakeblock hits, we're going to have to ramp up real fast. This hangar can hold over 500 nerds!
George Michael: Maeby, we can't afford this. And my software isn't even ready.
Maeby: Don't worry about that. Just worry about the app being done in time for the big public unveiling at Cinco. I'll get the money.
George Michael: Isn't that in, like, three days?
Maeby: No, that's Cinco de Mayo. Cinco de Cuatro is in two days. But we'll be doing it on a boat, so I hope you don't get seasick. You're doing the keynote. You're responsible for all of this.
George Michael: Come on. What- No, I... I think we...
Maeby: All of this.
George Michael: I think we should delay the keynote.
Maeby: You know, I'd say yes, but I don't think we can just because of the sheer amount of money that you have on the hook for it.
George Michael: Maeby, you're fired!