[Tobias is trying to impress Maeby by buying some leather]
Tobias Fünke: I'm looking for something that says "Dad likes leather".
Salesman: You mean... Leather Daddy?
[repeated line]
Annyong: Annyong.
[repeated line]
Kitty: It's the last time you'll see these.
[flashes Michael]
Lucille: If you're suggesting I play favorites, you're wrong. I love all of my children equally.
Lucille: [earlier that day] I don't care for Gob.
[after watching Rita walk across the pool]
Michael: Gob, was that your trick?
Gob: No, Michael, that's not my trick.
Narrator: On the next Arrested Development:
Gob: [shouts] It's my illusion.
Tobias Fünke: [while at a western-themed resort] Michael, you are not quite the ladies man I had pictured. Hopefully, we will remedy that when we are in the spa spreading body chocolate on each other.
Tobias Fünke: [footage of Tobias trying on a Speedo with his cut-offs on] Excuse me, do these effectively hide my thunder?
[Tobias has painted himself blue]
Tobias Funke: I blue myself.
Michael Bluth: There has got to be a better way to say that.
White Power Bill: White Power!
[as he stabs Gob in the kidney]
Gob: But I'm white!
[Tobias creating buzz around the water cooler]
Tobias Fünke: That Funke is some kind of something. Boy, this Funke is all anybody's ever talking about. So sick and tired of hearing about how brilliant that Funke is. Overrated.
Narrator: [Tobias is covered in blue paint and is walking at dusk] Tobias went to a tryout for the Blue Man Group hoping to be seen.
[Tobias is run over by Barry]
Narrator: Unfortunately, it was dusk, and he wasn't seen.
Mae 'Maebe' Funke: [noticing Tobias dressed in all leather] Didnt you get a job or something?
Tobias Fünke: No, no I didnt. Unless... you consider "World's Coolest Daddy" a job.
Gob: You drive a hard bargain, but I'm the President of the Bluth company, and I decline.
[turns to Sitwell]
Gob: You look surprised.
Stan Sitwell: [adjusts his eyebrows] Must've put 'em on wrong.
George Sr.: I think it's a mistake letting George Michael go on this church thing.
Michael: Her name is Ann, Dad, and he's not "going on" her.
J. Walter Weatherman: And that's why you don't yell.
Tobias Fünke: Come on, Lindsay. We've had some great times.
[a white screen appears with text reading: "Footage not found."]
Gob: Michael, I'm your big brother. I'll never be impressed with you.
