Gob Quote #39
Quote from Gob in My Mother, the Car
Lindsay: She can't drive herself. I mean, she's the world's worst driver.
Narrator: Lindsay was not exaggerating. Lucille had recently been featured on Fox's World's Worst Drivers.
Michael: Yeah. I can't believe she got that driver's license renewed.
Gob: She didn't. I dummied her up a new one. Not my best work though. She wanted to look 48. I nearly airbrushed her into oblivion. We ended up checking "Albino" on the form.
Arrested Development Quotes
‘My Mother, the Car’ Quotes
Quote from George Michael
Gob: So, what's up?
George Michael: I, uh, need you to make some fake I.D.'s for me and Maeby.
Gob: Like a passport?
George Michael: Yeah, yeah. That'd be great. Oh, and, uh, preferably French. I like the way they think.
Quote from Gob
Michael: [on the phone] The truth is, I can wait on selling the yacht. It's just money, right?
Gob: Wow. How hard did you hit that steering wheel?
Michael: I actually hit the back of my head.
Gob: The back of your head?
Michael: Yeah. Gob, the accident only happened because I was trying to scare you. Maybe even hurt you.
Gob: That doesn't sound like you. It sounds like Mom.
Michael: Can we please just lay off Mom for a change? I mean, she's the one that helped me remember what happened. And trust me, I'm the bad guy here. Not her. And definitely not you, so, would you please just take the yacht?
Gob: I'll think about it. [hangs up] South America sounds good. But a chance to expose Mom? Turn this skiff around.
Captain: We haven't even left the dock.
Gob: But "skiff" is appropriate, right?
Quote from Lucille
Lucille: I told you. They don't support me.
Michael: I hate to tell you, Mom, but they don't support me either. I sat down and I told them this was important to me.
Lucille: You did that for me?
Michael: I let you drive, didn't I?
Lucille: Yes, you did, Michael, and I'm loving it. You're a good son. You always do things for others. You're the only one holding this family together.
Michael: And you see a lot more than I give you credit for, Mom. You're not just concerned with yourself. You care about the family.
Hey. Is that Gob?
Lucille: It's an idiot on a scooter at night? It's gotta be Gob. Let's give him a scare.
Michael: Hmm? No, Mom. I don't think we should.
Lucille: A nice little scare. [shouts] Hey, big shot, too busy to go to your mother's party?