Narrator: The next morning, Buster awoke with a vicious juice hangover.
Buster: Well, that was a freebie. Mother's trial. [whimpers loudly]

Lucille: The fish is frozen here! It's frozen! Do you really want to spend $30 on frozen fish? [gasps] Buster! Where were you? This is all your fault.
Buster: No, you know, I was making a ban- I was making two ban-
Lucille: Save it. I can smell the cran-apple on you from here.
Buster: When are you coming home?
Lucille: I'm serving three to five.
Buster: [gasps] Like the saltless pie?
Lucille: I hope your juicy blender bender was worth it. Don't come to visit me because I won't see you! Oh, and good luck with your night terrors. Now no one will be there to hear your screams! [Buster screams] Won't miss it!
Buster: Where do I go? What do I do? Where'd you get the pirate hat? Where do I go?

Narrator: And so Buster went back to the penthouse, feeling guilty and alone. And he couldn't bear to relive the time he was there without Lucille before.
Buster: I can't go through another two days like that.
Narrator: And that's how Buster decided to make another go at making another go at Lucille 2.

Narrator: And while his days were spent trying to get his mother to love him...
Lucille Austero: Ooh, Buster! You're just in time.
Narrator: ...his nights were consumed with getting his lover to mother him.
Lucille Austero: I hope you are in the mood for a hot tomato.
Buster: Soup? With little grilled cheese sandwiches on the side.
Lucille Austero: Buster, that was innuendo.
Buster: Oh.
Lucille Austero: My Lord, it's like we're speaking different languages here.
Buster: No, it's not. It is working. I'm getting hungry.
Lucille Austero: For love?
Buster: No, is this another one of those nights where nothing is as it seems and there's no cream pie for dessert?

Lucille Austero: Holy Toledo, Buster, sometimes I think I'm nothing but a Horn & Hardart to you.
Buster: Ugh. What happened to innuendo? Let's do it quick.
Lucille Austero: It's an old restaurant.
Buster: Oh! A restaurant! I don't care if it's old! Look who I'm dating! Let's go there. Let's go there now.
Lucille Austero: Buster, you can either be a son or a lover. And right now, you're no good to me as a lover.
Buster: Maybe you're right. Maybe this has been wrong from the start. So... Mom.
Lucille Austero: Out.

Narrator: It seems the Army had taken advantage of Buster's childlike interest in games.
Buster: This is so much more fun than Guess the Fur.
Narrator: And his childlike inability to distinguish between games and reality.
Buster: Oh! [chuckles]
Narrator: So they set him up as a drone pilot here.
Colonel Smalls: Want to go to lunch, Private Bluth?
Buster: Not till I take out the hospital!
Colonel Smalls: I tell you, this kid's amazing. If I had him back in the '60s, Cuba would be the 51st state.
Buster: You're not gonna get away from me, little nurse! Ah!
Narrator: He had been playing for 47 straight hours.
Buster: Take that, Taliban wedding!
Narrator: But like anyone who plays video games for too long, he started to make mistakes.
Trippler: Hey, Bluth, you just took out an art museum in Madrid.
Buster: You can go to Spain in this thing?
Trippler: Maybe you should take a break. You could've hurt some innocent people.
Buster: Innocent people? You mean I've been hurting guilty people?

Therapist: Let's go ahead and fast-forward through the commercials. Okay, that's too fast- Okay, stop. Well, there's Jon Cryer. Stop! That's Jon Cryer! [sighs] Well, look at that. We're back at the Progressive insurance lady.
Buster: I'm better off just watching the commercials!
Therapist: Don't say that.

Narrator: And a lot more time with Ophelia. Which is what led to this.
Buster: [Ophelia kisses him] That's funny, no smoke came out.
Ophelia: Smoke?
Buster: Wait, what just happened?
Ophelia: This. [kisses Buster]
Buster: Okay, okay, okay. So you don't think that the next level is adult adoption, do you?
Ophelia: Come on, Buster. You've been flirting with me since day one.
Buster: What?
Ophelia: Bringing me these flowers, offering to undress me. What about the singing? "Sealed with a Kiss" through the door while I bathed?
Buster: Right. Mother stuff.

Narrator: And on his way back to his new love, Buster ran into Michael, who was trying to get the life story rights from one of the few remaining family members he hadn't thrown out of the movie.
Buster: What about Mom?
Michael: I have her, but I'm about to throw it in her face when I see her, and I can't go to my son.
Buster: Well, I have nothing to be ashamed about. I'm in love. And do you want to hear something so surprising? She started out as my mother figure.
Michael: Not surprising.

Buster: Lucille 2. I've been looking for you.
Lucille Austero: Buster! You look different. Something's happened to you.
Buster: Yes. I've been with a Black woman.
Lucille Austero: I was talking about your hand.
Buster: Oh, this huge thing? Yeah, it's new. Of course, the week after I got it, the six came out. You can play a flute with that one. It comes with a flute!