Tobias: Oh, stop booing. There’s nothing wrong with it. There are dozens of us. Dozens!
Narrator: Gob and Tobias, meanwhile, were brainstorming at a local coffee shop.
Gob: I need a cup of coffee to focus.
Tobias: It’s so crowded in here. I can’t think. Okay, what is it that people need?
Tobias (reading): “…for there’s a man inside me, and only when he’s finally out can I walk free of pain.”
Tobias: Oh, yes, I’m going to be a great mole.
[into mic] Check, two, three. Let Lily lick Lionel’s lusty leathers.
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.
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.