Hot Cop #5: This is our club now.
Narrator: Tobias didn’t want to sell his new club, but Lindsay did, which is why she hired several members of a local stripper agency called “The Hot Cops” to pose as the roughnecks.
Tobias: All right, fellas, look. I know you know nothing but a life on the street, but I’d like to offer you something that the Queen Mary gave me: The joy of the stage.
So, maybe you could, uh, start jeté-ing and stop je-…terrorizing me.
Maeby: You ever get the feeling like no one even sees you?
George Michael: I’ve got a really good body, so… no.
Buster (as Franklin): I don’t want no part of your tight-ass country-club, ya freak bitch!
Alliance of Magicians: We Demand To Be Taken Seriously
Michael: You know, Gob, this might be that sign from God that you should change your ways.
Gob: No, I think that’s going to be something big.
Michael: Are you serious?
Wayne Jarvis: Almost always. I was once called the worst audience participant Cirque du Soleil ever had.
Michael: This is a big accusation.
Wayne Jarvis: Well, Michael, I did not find their buffoonery amusing.
Michael: Ethics. Right and wrong. How can one thing be right and another be wrong? I mean, which is which, you know? I guess that’s the “urgh!” of it, you know? So frustrating.
Michael: What’s her first name? Quickly.
Gob: Krindy!
Michael: Her name’s not Krindy, Gob.
Gob: Ah, Saul Zentsman! No… that’s her lawyer. Well, she’s got a name, and I’m going to find out what it is, andI’m going to make a pun on it and that’s what I’ll call her. Bad example: if her name’s Amy, I’ll call her Blamy.
Tobias: I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you’ll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block.
Maeby: Well, he’s here.
George Sr: Of course I’m here. Where else would I be?
George Michael: We thought you broke out of prison and were on the lam with stolen hair.
