George Michael: Did he look betrayed to you?
Maeby: He kind of always looks that way.
Maeby: I'm a Harris. Yeah, someone who 'inharris' a lot of money.
George Michael: Yeah, well, you know. I wouldn't put all my Annes in that basket.
This hanger can hold over 500 nerds!
If you don't believe me, do a something search on it.
Maeby: Are you really going to whore yourself out like that?
Lindsay: I am not a whore.
Maeby: Yeah, you're a whore.
So you can all go (bleep) yourselves! What? Sure. Please welcome the talented voices of Phineas and Ferb. Go (bleep) yourself!
Thank you Kirk Cameron, for that incredibly Bibley introduction.
I think you should consider calling it 'The' Fakeblock. It's cleaner. Like 'The' Netflick.
You know what? I think I will do better once I get a little Mexican in me.
Maeby: I'm getting an Opie? Heeeeeey!
Ron Howard: The only bigger honor would be having an award like that named after you. I guess.
Maeby: I'm worried you're taking this too seriously.
George Michael: (huffs) Are you ... just the opposite.
("Here Comes the Bride" plays from Maeby's cell phone, George Michael chuckles and looks away)
Maeby: (turns off phone) What the hell is that?
George Michael: I bought you a wedding ring ... tone. (chuckles) Opposite of serious.
George Michael: Is that a screenplay? Warden Gentles' screenplay?
Maeby: That's what you're going to tell me.