So the best comedy on TV just got canceled. I’m talking about Arrested Development, a throughly intelligent and clever comedy. It also happens to be incredibly dirty, self-referential, and quite possibly characters that are too out there for some people, but all of it make it just incredibly funny.
Quotes throughout the Season (taken from The OP Quotes Page)
Lucille: Well, apparently, mood-altering medication leads to street drugs. That’s what this very handsome, young doctor said on The Today Show.
Michael: That was Tom Cruise, the actor.
Lucille: They said he was some kind of scientist.
G.O.B.: So you came back here to hide like a child.
Michael: What are you doing locked in my office, exactly?
G.O.B.: Hiding from a child. Big difference.
Lindsay: How do you think I feel? Bob Loblaw’s a handsome, professional man and I’m only used to… well, none of those things.
Tobias: Okay, Lindsay, are you forgetting that I was a professional twice over— an analyst and a therapist. The world’s first analrapist.
Tobias: Oh, good. Have sex with this girl right now. Do it, go. Get in there. Have some sex with her right now. I didn’t think so. Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I’d answer.
Steve Holt [cheering on Michael]: Don’t ask “can I?” Ask “I can!” …You can control your bladder when you’re dead… No blood, no oil! There’s no “I” in “win.”
Tobias: I’m afraid I’m with Michael on this. The guy runs a prison, he can have any piece of ass he wants.
Bob Loblaw [note: say that name out loud]: Actually, I was going to stay in my office tonight and work on my law blog.
Tobias: Of course— the “Bob Loblaw Law Blog.” Wow. You, sir, are a mouthful!
G.O.B.: If you didn’t have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn’t mind giving you a little sugar.
Mrs. Van Skoyk: Oh, G.O.B… you could charm the black off a telegram boy.
Lucille: Your father says he wants me to go all the way to Falluja. I thought he meant the sex act that’s so popular with your generation.
Michael: That’s a nice try, Pop, but in your old computer, I found a Nellie. You’re trying to tell me that is not my sister?
George, Sr.: Yes. It’s perfectly innocent. She’s my prostitute.
Michael: We’ve got bigger problems. G.O.B. is locked in a prison in Iraq.
George Michael: So he’s actually in an Iraqi prison?
Michael: No, no, it’s U.S.-run. God knows what they’re doing to him.
Tobias: Although, perhaps I should call the “Hot Cops” and tell them to come up with something more nautically themed. Hot Sailors. Better yet, Hot Seam…
Michael: I like Hot Sailors.
Tobias: Hmm. Me, too.