Now the story of a wealthy family who lost everything
and the one son who had no choice but to keep them all together.
It's... Arrested Development.
Michael Bluth arrived home to find his mother, Lucille, in a state of agitation.
I think the company is in trouble.
What tipped you?
The falling profits, or that we're a regular feature on Bill O'Reilly's "Most Ridiculous Item of the Day"?
I'm talking about the fact that my "friend," Lucille Austero,
bought our company, and I think she's going for a power grab--
that bitch!
You're not at home, Mom.
She doesn't live next door when you're here.
Secondly, she's already grabbed power.
She's the majority shareholder of the company.
I'll tell you what she wants to grab-- your brother Gob.
- In fact, Lucille 2 was already with Gob. - You look really nice.
- But she was growing tired of his neediness. - Where you going?
I'm going to my spin class.
I thought you had vertigo.
She'll sell the company, or break it up into little parts or something,
all under the guise of "caring" about our family.
You've got to stop quoting when you drink.
I certainly hope she's not planning a move.
I wouldn't put it past her.
She'd love to get at me any way she could.
That's why she's been flirting with Gob.
She's trying to prove that she's closer to my children than I am,
but the joke's on her, because she doesn't know how little I care for Gob.
I think that makes the joke on Gob.
- Hey, Dad. - Hey, buddy.
Was that Gangee who was just...
You all right?
Sorry. Your grandmother had a little accident here.
Oh. Does that mean she's going to have to come live with us?
No, no. No. It was her drink, and even if it wasn't...
Do you remember when I bid on Sally Sitwell at the bachelorette auction?
They sent me this basket with all this stuff for our date-- you know, the whole package.
Anyway, I thought maybe we could do it together, you know, sort of like a Valentine's present.
You're not gonna take Sally?
Sally? No, no, I wanted it for us. I never wanted to be with Sally.
Actually, Michael had gone over to Sitwell Enterprises...
Michael Bluth to see Sally.
...one day earlier to set up the date with Sally.
I'm afraid she's not here, Michael.
If you'd like me to take the package, I can give it to her.
No, no. This is, uh, this is not for her.
It's for my son.
Just... don't tell her I came by.
In fact, Sally wasn't there,
and the person Michael saw was her father.
You kidding? This makes me look like my daughter.
- Oh, no one's going to think that. - I look like Edgar Winter here. Forget it.
I've gotta get to spin class.
So, what do you say? We got a basket full of father-son fun here.
What's Kama Sutra oil?
Maybe it's not for us.
Ah, Valentine's Day, when Cu... Oh!
Was your mother here?
You all right? I'll help you up.
Oh, that is quite a basket you've got there, Michael.
That Sally Sitwell is one lucky lady.
Well, I'm not so sure that she's actually right for me anyway.
But you got one of these, too, didn't you?
You, you bought Lindsay at the same auction.
Well, yes, but I'm afraid I prematurely shot my wad on what was supposed to be a dry run,
if you will, so now I'm afraid I have something of a mess on my hands.
There are just so many poorly chosen words in that sentence.
Tobias wanted to make sure that everything was perfect for Lindsay,
so he went to check it out first.
Oh... body chocolate.
It's a wonderful package. I'll take it.
You just did.
Why don't you take this? I don't have anyone to go with, anyway.
Can you imagine how jealous that would make her?
"Where's Tobias?"
"Oh, he's just sharing a romantic horseback ride
with Michael Bluth, and they're dipping each other in..."
Oh, you didn't get any body chocolate?
I didn't mean with me.
I hate to see you struggle like this. In fact...
Why don't you let me ask her for you?
Well, Michael, you really are quite the Cupid, aren't you?
I tell you, you can zing your arrow into my buttocks any time.
Okay, you know what you do?
You buy yourself a tape recorder, you just record yourself for a whole day.
I think you're going to be surprised at some of your phrasing.
Butterscotch!
Want a lick?
And later, Lindsay stopped by the office, at Michael's request.
Great. Thank you. Listen, I want you to take my Romance Package at the Four Seas Hotel.
Oh, yay!
That's great. Tobias is gonna be thrilled.
Oh, I have to go with Tobias?
Yes. Your husband really wants this to work. Come on, let me play Cupid this year.
- I thought he went already. - Yeah, I'm giving you mine.
Oh, because you're too afraid to ask Sally Sitwell to go with you.
That's not true. That's not true at all.
Chaw, chee-chaw, chee-chaw, chee-chaw.
What is that? Is that a chicken? What's this?
- Oh, Michael's scared to ask out Sally. - No, I'm not.
- Oh, this is priceless. - You look ridiculous...
Come on. These aren't even birds. I am not...
That's enough! There are people working here.
Listen, I think that Lucille 2 is up to something.
Mom said the same thing when she came over.
I thought she was just ticked off 'cause you're seeing her.
What? You're seeing Lucille 2? Does Buster know?
No. And I'm not. Just don't tell... people.
I'm playing the part of the gigolo so that she'll keep the company afloat.
But you know what? Something weird happened yesterday when I was trying to find a way out of there.
Hello?
In fact, it was Stan Sitwell calling her,
as he'd become quite taken with Lucille 2, himself.
You know, it all makes sense. I mean, why else would Sally Sitwell be avoiding me?
Because she thinks you're a loser.
And why would Lucille 2 be so distant toward me?
'Cause she knows you're a loser?
I think it's pretty clear.
Lucille 2 and Sitwell are working on a business deal.
Lindsay, I'd like for you to go over to Sitwell and see what you can find out.
- I can't go there again. - Why do I have to do that?
Because you've been helping yourself to the company money for quite some time.
It's not like you do anything for the family, anyway.
Well, Gob doesn't do anything for the family.
Hey, I'm ( beep ) Lucille 2.
Oh, I could do something like that.
Yes, this was what Dad was really good at-- getting us out of tight spots.
In fact, at that very moment, George Sr. was in a tight spot,
as he'd gotten himself wedged under the furnace
while chasing after a sourball that had rolled out of his pocket.
Eventually, Michael rescued him.
I'm just starting to worry that she's going to sell us out.
I think the answer to this problem is money.
Now, this may just be me having my head against a hundred-degree furnace for an hour,
but... maybe we should bring in Jack Dorso.
- Uncle Jack? - Well, no. He's not my uncle.
He was my dad's friend. But, uh, this guy has got a fortune.
Jack Dorso first achieved success in the '40s
as a co-star of the radio and then film serial, Red McGibbon and Bullet--Nazi Hunters.
...there are two Nazis up there in that dance hall.
Shoot me!
Happy Valentine's Day, Nazis!
When the actor who played Red McGibbon was jailed for his Communist sympathies,
Jack Dorso made one attempt at a solo Bullet feature.
But the audience was not ready to accept Bullet as a romantic lead,
despite his powerful upper body.
So he started a chain of gymnasiums,
having stolen the idea from Red during a prison visit.
And as the years passed,
he became well known for his annual birthday feats of strength.
Five pounds for each year of my life!
Sadly, he lost the use of his legs on his 70th birthday...
...at the newly-remodeled Jack Dorso's in Albany, New York.
Too much!
If he's got so much money, how come we never called him before?
But I have. I mean, there wouldn't be a Bluth Company without him.
I could never have afforded that first tract of land.
But he always wants something in return.
I don't know-- see if you can talk your mother into taking another bullet for the Bluth family.
So, the family gathered at Lucille's to welcome and solicit Uncle Jack.
And remember, he wasn't really their uncle.
Buster. Nice of you to take a break from that common whore you've been dating.
She is not a whore, Mother.
She happens to be the new secretary of the Bluth Company.
And, yes, she's more experienced than a normal girl,
but sometimes love should be terrifying.
In fact, Buster had even started using his Army stealth training.
- Buster...? - I'll be right in!
And then maybe we can talk about...
making that love!
Well, I shouldn't complain. It's better than you dating Lucille 2, that...
Bitch!
Lucille 2's not a "B", Mother.
She's kind, and she's caring and she's certainly less experienced
than that whore... that I'm dating now.
And perhaps it was screaming it out loud that made Buster realize that he missed Lucille 2.
I'm wondering if you can keep some of the more piercing profanities down
when the 90-year-old fitness buff gets here?
You know, Michael, I was happy to call Uncle Jack for you,
but that's as much as I'm going to do--
if you know what I mean.
I need a more vital man.
Someone order 140 pounds of upper-body strength?
Well, he certainly sounds vital to me.
Walk, Dragon, walk!
Enter the room!
Welcome, Uncle Jack.
He's half deaf.
It was a stupid, stupid hire.
Not higher! Eye level!
Eye level!
Kisses and then we talk!
Which one is Michael?
Swoop me!
I really appreciate you coming over, Uncle Jack.
Thank you for having me.
You may be amazed. I'm invited into very few personal homes.
To the nuts!
The bridge mix! The bridge mix! Fool!
Hey, fake Uncle Jack.
Oh, is this the boy?
Is this the little one?
My God, you're an Army man.
I was never in the Army. I was in the pictures!
"Here comes Uncle Jack!"
Shoot me!
Look at that-- I pinned him!
I pinned the Army man!
God bless you for being in the Army.
Up, Dragon!
Left. Left with vigor.
Remember me?
Lucille.
Why, you look younger than you did the day I...
No, you old fool. I'm Lucille.
You look fabulous!
Back to the blond! Back to the blond!
Isn't she beautiful?
Oh, yeah.
He's kind of scary, that guy, huh?
No, not to me. I think he's kind of cool.
Well, why don't you go get your kiss from Mr. Cool Half-Man?
I... Okay, I'd be fine with that, so...
Let's go. Come on. Let's go.
She's no bigger than one of my legs.
Shake them for her!
Excuse me, oncle Jack, I'm George Michael...
It's okay. Ignore it. Ignore it!
It's just something the body does when you shake it!
Don't shake it! Don't shake it! Towel!
Is he dying? What if he's dying?
Boy, that Dragon's cute, huh?
What, the deaf giant who's holding our fake uncle?
He's been flirting with me all night.
I was thinking maybe it would be best for the family
if I went on that romance thing with Drag,
instead of Tobias... which would be a drag.
Yeah, that's just the kind of joke Drag can't hear.
No, you're going to go with Tobias or not at all.
Now, tell me what you found out at Sitwell.
Oh, you still want me to that?
You didn't?!
Lindsay, I give you one thing to do for the business, and you can't even do it.
I mean, if you'd tried and failed, I'd understand, but you didn't even try.
So I didn't even fail, and I don't see you giving me credit for that.
Michael knew that since Lindsay let him down,
he no choice but to ask Uncle Jack for the money to save his company.
- Pretty. - Yes.
You think you should be perched on the edge of the building like this?
Oh, Dragon's got me.
Dragon's in the bathroom.
Mama!
Come on, I got you. Gotcha.
It's okay.
- So, Michael laid out his dilemma. - ...I'd just hate to see the family company get ruined.
I was hoping that this was a social visit.
Particularly when that sister of yours started giving me the cutie-eye...
Shd?
Unfortunately, that moose was holding me, so I couldn't make my move.
Of course, I couldn't make that move without that moose, but that's my challenge.
I want the wheelchair!
Twirl me around!
Hey, hey...!
I gotcha, I gotcha, I gotcha, I gotcha...
You all right?
But Valentine's Day is here, and I'm alone.
The moose is no one.
Perhaps if I had a little companionship,
I'd be a little more disposed to whip out that old wallet of mine.
You're saying if-if I were to set you up with my sister,
you would consider bailing us out?
- Oh, yeah. - Michael was torn.
The business meant the world to him,
- but his sister's honor... - Let's do it.
- ...meant a lot, too. - Let's go share the good...
Michael ofd sister to his Uncle Jack
in exchange for money to save the company.
Remember, it's not their real uncle.
He's cute, isn't he?
So cute.
And imagine him without that muscle-y little old guy in his arms.
Oh, Dragon, right.
Well, that's why I was thinking, mayou ou ith Dragon hamantic getaway. Huh?
I knowhe's-he's working, so Uncle Jack's gonna have to go along.
Oh, weasg as hepromises not to shake him.
So what did he say about the money?
He said he'd like to sleep on it.
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His old girlfriend.
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What are you doing here?
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I'm getting into her head.
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Not really.
But if you could get me one of those outfits, we could hide in the bushes or something
and spy on them.
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You've got it!
And Michael told his father the good news about Uncle Jack.
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You were pimping out my mother.
Yes, becauhe was sleg with my brother. But your sister?!
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Don't me what that means.
Where is your dad?
He left dressed all westerny.
You can leave me out of that part, too.
And Michael realized that perhaps somebody would get hurt.
I screwed my brother-in-law.
Well, I'm all grown up now.
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Lucille!
Michael!
Michael?
What are you doing here?
Following Lucille 2.
She's wiitwell.
She probably figured that weever track her.
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Everyone put on white robes and outsmarted us.
Lucille?
Lindsay?
Wait, wait, wait. Lindsay's here?
With two men?
Sort of one and a half.
Tobias? Hey, Tobias?
Lindsay! Look, I...
Oh! Lucille 2!
I'm sorry. And Miss, I-I don't know your name.
Lucille...
Sitwell, what's this?
It's our romantic getaway, Michael.
Romantic?
So... then, the company isn't... being taken over?
So, Lindsay doesn't have to be with Uncle Jack?
Oh, Tobias, we've got to stop Lind...
Tobias? Tobias?
How'd you like to take a nap, baldy?
I'll handle this.
She's my girlfriend, pal.
Take him down, Buster.
Your girlfriend?
That's why you were in her robe and slippies.
You weren't trying to get into her head.
You were trying to get into her... robe and slippies.
She's my girlfriend!
So, this is who you choose over me?
She's not with him!
She's with the Bullet!
Oh, thank God.
But if you want a fight, you've got it.
Shoot me!
Stop it!
Look... I wasn't trying to sell your company.
But I am now.
The hell with all of you!
I'm gonna try and low-ball her.
Not while we're around.
We're not done here, Gob!
Tobias...
Tobias, I'm sorry.
I set this up for Lindsay. Lindsay, I'm sorry.
You were not on a date with Dragon.
I know that, Michael.
It was pretty obvious when Dragon kept swooping Uncle Jack in for a kiss.
You said I never did anything for the company. I-I just thought I'd try.
But Tobias... I never thought you'd ever fight for me.
I had no idea a 90-year-old man could cave in my chest cavity like that.
Dragon, would you mind carrying my husband to the car?
I love takin' a guy down.
I think I snapped one of his ribs.
No, it's my leg.
Bet that would hurt.
I guess the deal's off now,
now that I actually need you to help us out?
I'll make you a deal.
You carry me, and I'll carry you.
Thanks, Uncle Jack.
Yeah. Let's see here...
I think we should get to the hospital.
This duct tape is the only thing that's keeping the ankle on.
Okay.
Right around there.
Oh! I think you're right inside me now.
Uncle Jack buys the company, but makes some changes of his own.
And he's gonna make me President.
Tobias listens to a day's worth of his own words, to see what Michael was referring to.
...even it means me taking a chubby, I will suck it up.
Nothing wrong with that.
Oh, I've been in the film business for a while, but I just can't seem to get one in the can.
It's out of context.
I wouldn't mind kissing that man between the cheeks.
And he realized there is something distinct about the way he speaks.
Tobias...
you blowhard!
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