Arrested Development (2003–2019)

Tony Hale: Buster Bluth, British Soldier

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Quotes 

• Buster : [Confronting Lucille about his birth father]  You lied to me... you said my FATHER was my father, but my UNCLE is my father. MY FATHER IS MY UNCLE.

• Tobias Fünke : No, no, it's pronounced a-nal-ra-pist.

  Buster : It wasn't really the pronunciation that bothered me.

• [repeated line after Buster gets a prosthetic hook] 

  Buster : I'm a monster.

• [Lucille replaces Lupe with a robot vacuum cleaner, then catches Buster in bed with it] 

  Buster : Well, what do you expect, mother?

  [holds up his hook] 

  Buster : I'm half machine. I'm a monster.

• Narrator : For the first time, Lucille prays...

  Lucille : [Praying]  Take something else from us. Do whatever you have to to keep my boy from going to war.

  Narrator : And Buster is on his way when he decides to pursue a long-delayed rite of passage...

  [Buster swims in the ocean] 

  Person : Loose seal. Watch out for loose seal.

  Buster : [Thinking he means Lucille]  I don't care about Lucille. She lies.

  Narrator : ...and then a seal bites off his hand.

  Lucille : Amen.

• Buster : We're excavating a pterodactyl.

  [plainly shows a human skull; Buster accidentally hits and breaks it with a hammer] 

  Buster : That was 90% gravity.

• Michael : There's more to life than strippers and booze and buckets of blood. Why do you guys have buckets of blood?

  Gob : It's not real blood. It's corn syrup and red dye... juice.

  Buster : There's unlimited juice? This party is gonna be off the hook.

• Michael : You know, I'm in pretty good shape, Buster. You could be eating my dust all day.

  Narrator : Buster was starting to give as good as he received.

  Buster : Yeah, and you could be eating

  [bleep] 

  Buster : that's gonna

  [bleep] 

  Buster : .

  Michael : Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that.

• Buster : Mom is becoming a little controlling.

  Michael : What tipped you off? When she locked you out on the balcony again?

  Buster : That was half my fault. I thought I saw a Graham Cracker out there.

  Michael : You baited the balcony?

  Lucille Bluth : Prove it.

• Buster : Why should I have to sit and cheer Annyong? Annyong never cheers me.

  Annyong : Go Fatty.

  [Buster lunges at him and they fight] 

  Lucille : Stop it. He's your little brother.

  Buster : No he isn't. I came out of you, he didn't.

• Buster : My Army training tells me... that this is going to be a hot mission.

  Michael : What? A hot mission?

  Buster : Yes. I create a diversion, and you grab George Michael and go. We need a name. Maybe "Operation Hot Mother".

  Michael : No, le-let's try to top that.

  Narrator : They never did, and later, "Operation Hot Mother" was underway.

• Buster : No mother, I can blow myself. You've interfered for the last time.

• Buster : Oh, my God, she's after our money.

  Michael : No, we don't have any money.

  Buster : Oh, my God, she's already taken our money.

• George Sr. : Listen... Let him go. Let your son go.

  Michael : I can't do that, Dad. He needs me.

  George Sr. : Michael, you don't want to make the same mistake your mom made with Buster.

  Michael : Yeah, boy. What happened there?

  George Sr. : I really don't know. Maybe it was the eleven months he spent in the womb. The doctor said there were claw marks on the walls of her uterus. But he was her "miracle baby." And I-I was just too burnt out on raising you guys to care. So... he turned out a little soft, you know, a little doughy.

  [Buster yawns next to him] 

  George Sr. : I don't know, maybe it was my fault. Maybe, uh, maybe I just ignored the guy.

  [Buster finishes yawning although George Sr is ignoring him] 

  Buster : Wow. We're just blowing through nap time, aren't we?

  Michael : Yeah, I got to let my son go.

• Buster : [to Michael]  Mom signed me up for the army, just because the fat man dared her to.

• [giving a toast] 

  Michael : To Buster and Lucille...

  Buster : Don't forget my girlfriend.

  Michael : That's who I meant.

• Buster : Hey, brother-in-law.

• Buster : Oh my god... Oh my god... I killed Michael...

  Gob : But on the plus side, you got punched in the face.

• Buster : Hey, brother.

• Buster : Hey, hermano.

• Buster : [describing Lucille 2 as he saw her without glasses on]  ... a darkish area with... points.

• Lucille : I don't want to leave Buster alone with all the J-U-I-C-E.

  Buster : I can spell, Mother; you spelled juice.

  Lucille : What a genius. Let's see you find it.

• Oscar : Your mother called me for a reason. I don't think she's happy.

  Buster : No, my mother's happy. She's just mean all the time.

• Buster : [about Lucille]  It's like she gets off on being witholding.

  Michael : Whoa. Buster.

  Gob : Look who's got something to say.

  Buster : [impersonating Lucille]  I'm Mom and I want to shoot down everything you say so I feel good about myself.

  [everyone laughs] 

  Gob : Look who's ragging on the old lady.

  Buster : Cause I'm an uptight

  [long bleep] 

  Buster : Buster

  [Long bleep] 

  Buster : ... you old horny slut.

  Michael : [pause]  Well, no one's going to top that.

• [Buster reveals that he made George Michael get pot from Gob for him] 

  Buster : It-it's for my girlfriend. She's sick.

  Gob : Why don't you just wait it out? She's gonna be gone soon.

  Buster : Oh, that's it.

  [starts hitting Gob] 

  Buster : Why are YOU hitting yourself? Why are YOU hitting yourself? Why are YOU hitting yourself?

• Lucille : Buster. Thank God you're back. There's no shame in being a coward.

  Buster : A coward? I'm not a coward. Would I coward have THIS?

  [holds out a stuffed seal] 

  Lucille : What the hell is that?

  Buster : These are my awards, Mother. From Army. The seal is for marksmanship and the gorilla is for sand racing.

• Buster : [Buster discovers that Lucille and Oscar are making love in his hand chair]  Make love in your *own* hand, Mother.

• Lucille : [upon discovering Lupe in bed with Buster] 

  [to Lupe] 

  Lucille : And yet you're too busy to polish the candlesticks? You're fired.

  Buster : You can't fire me, I'm your son. I'm firing you.

  Lucille : I was firing Lupe.

  Buster : O-oh, that makes more sense.

• Michael : Gob, I'm going to need you to sneak Mom out of rehab.

  Gob : Gee, I didn't think the woman I'd be checking out at Spring Break would be Mom.

  Buster : She's better than the whores you date.

  Gob : Don't call my escorts whores.

  Buster : Mom's still got it.

  Gob : I don't date whores.

  Lindsay Funke : Stop it, both of you. This objectification of women has got to stop.

  Michael : It's just Mom and whores.

• Buster : Hey, I just came to tell you that I can't do that wall.

  Drill Instructor : There's no time for that. We're shipping out without you. Haven't you heard?

  [hands Buster military files] 

  Buster : Weapons of Mass Destruction?

  Gob : Those bastards.

  Drill Instructor : I did not say that.

  Gob : Are you going to allow that, Buster? Are you going to allow your children, and your children's children, and any children that I might have out there to live in fear for the rest of their lives?

  [advances to the wall] 

  Gob : Climb that wall, homo.

  Drill Instructor : Go get 'em.

  Narrator : [as Buster climbs the wall]  Buster got the encouragement he needed, and just when it seemed there wouldn't be any surprises...

  [Gob punches Buster as he jumps to the other side] 

  Narrator : ... it did.

  Gob : Now, when you do this without getting punched, you'll have more fun.

• Buster : Hey, adopted-brother.

• Buster : I have an idea. It is time I used something I trained for in Army, but I never got a chance to do.

  [he prepares to zipline to a balcony where George Michael and Lucille are] 

  Michael : Buster, you can't zip-line over there.

  Buster : Either I zip down, or he zips up, and that is a mighty long zipper on Mother's Cher jumpsuit. You have to get on your knees to start it.

  Michael : This is much less scary. Godspeed, Buster.

• Buster : Oh, look at all this produce...

  Lucille Austero : I'm juicing now. Would you like to join me?

  Buster : [shocked]  It's two o'clock in the afternoon...

  Lucille Austero : It's 8 a.m. somewhere!