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George, Sr.: Fine. Put the ether on the puppet’s lips, have the puppet kiss her.
G.O.B.: (As Franklin.) I ain’t kissing that old bitch.
George, Sr.: (Strangling Franklin.) That’s my wife, you bastard!
G.O.B.: Dad, that’s my wrist! (As Franklin.) Hey, man, that’s his neck!
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Mario: Is that Mr. Bluth there?
G.O.B.: He’s got us, Dad. Come on out.
George, Sr.: He’s talking to you, you idiot. Cover.
G.O.B.: (As Franklin.) I ain’t yo daddy! How’s it going, brother?
Mario: You want to pop the trunk and roll the windows down, please? I’m just messing with you. Hey, Franklin. How you doing, little man?
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