Lucille Quote #48

Quote from Lucille in Pier Pressure

Narrator: Michael then left for his mother's apartment where she greeted him with some not-so-surprising news.
Lucille: I need a favor.
Michael: We ought to put that on our family crest.
Lucille: Oh, Michael, spare me. The S.E.C. is making me inventory everything I own. They want me to prove no new purchases have been made with company money.
Michael: And there haven't been, right?
Lucille: Not after we doctor all these receipts.
Michael: I can't help you, Mom. I've got a job. I gotta make some money so you can buy more things and destroy the evidence.
Lucille: You're right. I'll ask Lindsay.

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 ‘Pier Pressure’ Quotes

Quote from George Sr.

Narrator: George Sr. had used his considerable means to stage intricate scenarios to teach his children what he considered valuable life lessons.
George Sr.: I need help.
J. Walter Weatherman: I'll get my gear.
Narrator: Typically, these scenarios would involve a man named J. Walter Weatherman a one-time employee who lost his arm in a Bluth Company construction accident.
Young Gob: [hitting Buster] Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself?
George Sr.: We're out of milk. I could have got it earlier if someone would have left a note. [tires screech] [kids scream] Why? If someone had left a note this- this innocent man would still have his arm. Why?!
J. Walter Weatherman: And that's why you always leave a note.

Quote from George Sr.

Gob: Didn't Dad teach us that we don't yell in this family?
[flashback to the Bluth kids screaming on the boat:]
J. Walter Weatherman: Tell me before you hit the gas.
George Sr.: I can't hear you! The kids are yelling.
J. Walter Weatherman: Tell me before you hit the gas.
George Sr.: I guess you're saying, "Hit the gas."
J. Walter Weatherman: Don't! Wait! [screams as the boat sets off and his arm is ripped off] No! That's why you don't yell.

Quote from George Michael

Michael: Hey, what you doin'?
George Michael: Nothing.
Michael: No? [checks George Michael's book] So, listen, your, uh, your Uncle Gob seems to think that he saw you down at the docks today. Was that you?
George Michael: No, no. Maybe it was the other George Michael, the singer-songwriter.
Michael: Yeah, that makes sense.