Lindsay: Actually it's kind of nice to have a little me time.
Maeby: Oh, of course, that's why you were giving Herbert Love a little you time last night. You were flirting with him to get Marky out of jail.
Lindsay: Well, yeah, that is what I should have been - What I did, yeah, yeah. Mmm-hmm. That's exactly what I should have and did do.

Lindsay: Another paint bomb?
Marky Bark: No, a real one. On Cinco de Cuatro, Love's boat is going to...
Lindsay: Sink-o.
Marky Bark: go into the... Yes, sink-o. See, the Coast Guard is going to be busy that night, so after it's done, we slip away and make our way down to Mexico and reunite with Mom. I just have to find a boat that won't get chorizo caught in the propeller.

Lindsay: Marky, hurry! There's another dead iguana.What does this mean?
Marky Bark: It's probably those bastards next door.
Narrator: The bastards next door were actually a gathered group of CEOs who were attending a mid-summer sweat and squeeze.
Marky Bark: They want us off their land. Probably so they can build a border wall. They just want to separate the whites from the browns.
Lindsay: You really are color-blind.
Marky Bark: Face-blind. Fortunately, I can see color. That's how I can tell the browns are the Mexicans.

Narrator: Lindsay hated her new life, but even more, she hated herself for hating her new life.
Lindsay: Marky, I just don't know how much more of this I can take. I'm surrounded by squalor and death, and I still can't be happy.
Marky Bark: Yeah, well, it's only gonna get worse, 'cause they're chasing us off the land. I mean, where are we gonna go?
Joan Bark: Hey, new girl, I just heard about your mother's trial. She was sent away.
Narrator: Lindsay had missed her own mother's trial, and for that, she'd never be able to forgive her...
Lindsay: Hey, I know a place that just opened up.
Narrator: ...herself.

Narrator: Now, the story of a family whose future was abruptly canceled, and the one daughter who had no choice but to keep her life together. It's Lindsay's Arrested Development.

Narrator: One year later, however, the only thing they'd actually changed was getting the "not urine" smell out of the pent house.

Lindsay: Hey, did you clean up?
Marky Bark: No, no, I just cleared out a space to work on the Love bomb.
Lindsay: Oh, okay. I'll, uh, change out of these filthy clothes and into some filthy lingerie. I don't think I washed it.

Lindsay: Or we can support Lucille 2, who he's running against. She's right across the hall.
Marky Bark: No, no! She's part of the problem. Wait, you haven't been going over there, by the way? No one can know we're here.
Lindsay: Of course not. Does it look like I'm lying?
Narrator: It did. But not to a man with face-blindness.
Marky Bark: Yeah, no, I guess not.

Lucille Austero: Oh, speaking of, do you mind if I go through your couch cushions? Oh, honey, I wish you'd take the rest of this tres leches cake. It's from a dear Hispanic supporter. And I'll never get it into the bay in one piece.

Lindsay: Honestly, Lucille 2, you've been like a mother to me.
Lucille Austero: Ah.
Lindsay: Mmm-hmm. Except kind and loving and willing to let me eat. It just blows me away.