Narrator: And Lucille was asked to the kitchen.
Lucille: What's so important that you're dragging me away from this miserable party?
Gob: Well, I just had an old friend who wanted to tell you how much I miss you!
Lucille: Oh, who let this little black [bleep]
Buster: Hey, Brother.
Gob: Who you callin' brother, you hook-ass
Buster: Mother! [air horn]
George Sr.: What the hell kind of puppet does Buster have on his hand?
Gob: Just let me think. God, Franklin. Your breath- [collapses]
George Sr.: Oh, God.

Oscar: What happened?
Michael: What's going on?
Buster: Gob made me kiss Franklin. I think my father was here.
Oscar: Maybe he still is.
Michael: Oh, shut up. What do you mean he was here?
Buster: I think he was dragging my mother out with Gob.
Oscar: Oh, you shut up.

Narrator: And Lucille awoke, half in the bag.
Lucille: What am I doing in a Nordstrom bag?
George Sr.: It's me. I'm taking you to renew our vows. But first, we make love.
Gob: Uh, Dad, the partition doesn't go all the way up, remember?
Lucille: No. No. After your vows. I want to know you won't run out on me again. I need to know you're in it for keeps.
George Sr.: Just let me see 'em.
Gob: Seriously, Dad. The radio doesn't work either.
Lucille: George!

Narrator: And at the chapel, Pastor Veal was officiating.
George Sr.: "...to love and honor your spirit and flesh." First the flesh. I will caress and tweak. I will nibble and bite. I will blow alternatingly hot and cool."
Ann: Oh, man. I can't wait to get married.

Oscar: I hope you notice I didn't run.
Lucille: You fought for me.
Oscar: What I meant to say is I, I think I broke my ankle.
Lucille: Let's alternate hot and cool on that.

George Michael: We were talking, and we think that we were doing it for the wrong reasons.
Michael: Yeah? You have so much to experience before you make a commitment you're not ready for. You need to get to know each other better and then you can be comfortable going all the way with it.
George Michael: Do you mean it?
Michael: Yes. This time I'm being honest with you.
George Michael: Thanks, Dad.
Michael: Okay. [walks away]
Ann: It sounds like your father just gave us permission to start doing it. You must teach me, George Michael. You must teach me the ways of the secular flesh.