Earl, you are looking particularly gorgeous this evening.
Well, I would say, "don't flatter me" but let's face it.
Everything came together tonight.
Is it another woman? Should I be filled with anger?
I mean, more than I usually am?
I just want to look nice for my son when he comes in.
What? No way, I'm going to meet your kid?
Well, one of them.
"One of them"? How many do you have? So far?
Oh, Earl, I love you.
This is my son, Darius. He's the number one Chrysler salesman in all of Detroit,
and he's my very favorite, if he's the one I'm thinking of.
Excuse me, but aren't you Max Of Max's homemade cupcakes?
Earl, look. Our credit card came in the mail today. See? "Max black".
No more using the card I found at Six Flags.
Thank you for never checking your statement, Agnes Chin.
Girls, take my advice and be very careful with that thing.
Credit cards are more trouble than a priest at a Wiggles concert. Yes, Earl.
I can't believe it. A credit card for our business.
So when are we getting the shoes and lizards?
Max, remember. We have to be grown-ups about this.
Of course. "Two lizards, please. No, make it three."