Lucille: What is she paying you?
Tobias: Three dollars an hour and a copy of the news footage for my reel.
Lucille: How'd you like to be a Bluth?
Tobias: Fully-blown?
Lucille: No. And not your creepy girlfriend or your imbecilic son.
Tobias: [chuckles] Funny story, that. They left me. [awkward silence] I wear the horns of a cuckold. That's why you don't put your girlfriend in the same sleeping bag with your son. But I'm not gonna let him share mine. I like to spread my legs.
Maeby: Apparently, so does DeBrie.

George Sr.: I think you're gonna be very, very impressed by the wall. It's gonna, you know, keep everything out.
Chen Wu: We are much more concerned with the software portion of the demonstration. We are very eager to see how it interfere with the broadcast. We need something like this in China.
George Sr.: 'Cause your game shows are the worst. And, of course, this will be very helpful in avoiding the spread of democracy.

Narrator: And while Gob was shredding what little dignity he had left, George Michael was showing respect to the family's Chinese benefactors.
Chen Wu: How long until the clown's done with the clown show?
George Michael: Uh, well, he's technically, he's not a clown. He's, um... Five minutes. Maybe six, if he has a hard time getting his shirt off, but, you know, I just kind of have to let him do this. He's my uncle.
Chen Wu: We have a word for this in Chinese. It means a combination of embarrassment and obligation.
George Michael: We need a word like that.

Narrator: And after descending to the other side of the wall, Gob was ready for his transformation.
Gob: I am now behind the wall, still fully gay. But in a moment, I'll be on the other side. So, ladies, prepare to be objectified. Ooh, mommy! Seal me in. Not you. Get out! Okay, now, I still need to somehow get through this plywood form, but I'm still gay so I'm not very good with tools. So I have to use magic.
Buster: [gasps] He's inside the wall!
Gob: [o.s.] I'm making it! I'm through the plywood! Oh, I'm craving a beer. My references are becoming more basic. I think Billy Eichner is mean. Buster, prepare the other side for my emergence.
Narrator: And Michael showed up just in time...
Gob: Gay masons, begin the pour.
Narrator: ...for the cement to be dropped on his brother.

Narrator: While his son was ramping up business about a software product his father had been told did not work.
Chen Wu: And you are confident the software is effective? Because we could make you very wealthy.
George Michael: Oh, we can't sell you Fakeblock for the wall. We're just doing the software on a licensing basis, as we're on the verge of selling the company to a major commercial actress. I'm sorry, a commercial enterprise.

George Michael: Read the contract. As long as the president is incapacitated, it's mine to sell.
Michael: Incapacitated? What are you talking about? Where's Gob?
George Michael: Oh, well, let's just say he's, uh, in between things at the moment, okay? He's plastered, all right? He's doing that Tony Wonder trick where they pour cement on him. Last I heard, he didn't know how to do it. You might want to check on that.
Michael: I don't get it. I- I don't get why you would do this. What happened to family first?
George Michael: I am putting my family first. My new family. Howard you like me now, Dad? Howard you like me now?
Michael: Of course you're choosing them, because you never forgave me for Rebel, did you?
After everything that I've done for you, you're still trying to teach me a lesson? Well, I got news for you, you can't sell because I am still part owner in stock, and I'm not incapacitated.
George Michael: No, not yet. Know what you have in common with my new dad?
Narrator: And that's when, in my opinion, George Michael went too far.
George Michael: You could both use a hit. [Michael ducks as George Michael swings at him] I'm sorry.
Buster: As did Michael. And an animosity that had been building was finally acted out.

Narrator: And while the father and son fought next to the quickly hard-drying wall Gob could be heard trying to fight his way through it.
Gob: [o.s.] more cement than I anticipated.
Buster: He's supposed to say, "Remove the plywood now." I don't know why he's not saying it. Gob? You want me to remove the plywood now? This is quick-drying cement, so the sooner you can answer...

Michael: Okay, I'm so, so sorry about that. We really wanna be in business with you guys. We don't act like this all the time. And I can assure you that I am in complete authority of both the Bluth Company and Fakeblock, and we'd love to do this deal with you.
Chen Wu: They told me you were fired.
Michael: No, I'm on the board. Third in succession if the other two are incapacitated.

Narrator: Only feet away, one of those incapacitations was on display. As with no response from his brother...
Buster: But I would rather have a brother who's alive and maybe bisexual than dead and straight! I declare a mistrick! Remove the forms!
Narrator: Buster appeared to panic. That's how Gob, years before anyone else, ended up with an immovable position supporting a wall.
Gob: [groans from within the hardened cement]
Buster: Uh-huh. Uh-huh. He's mad.

Chen Wu: We can't be in business with a family like this. We look forward to your repayment of our generosity.
Michael: I can't- I can't do that. We- We have nothing that that we can give you. We need to build the wall so we can end our debt to you.
Chen Wu: Well, we might be happy with just the software component.
Michael: You want to- You want to buy Fakeblock? Well, we should- Let's- We should wait until after the demonstration. I- I don't want you to take on too much risk. And I wouldn't know what to charge you, sir.
Chen Wu: You will just sign it over, and your debt will be forgiven. But this has to happen quickly, before the young clown comes to, or they pull the dead clown out of the wall. We will agree to take this risk.
Michael: And I guess we should do this quickly.
Narrator: And while these no longer amiable businessmen signed their okay to taking over a company from a family that had fallen apart, a father and son signed their okay knowing they hadn't.
Chen Wu: I hope this allows you to save face for your family.
Michael: Well, thank you.