On the top of a hillside,
deep in the mountains of Shuturmurg, India,
sits a mystical retreat long sought out
- by those seeking answers... - Is this real?
to the questions that define us.
I mean, is any of this real?
How do I know what's real?
NARRATOR: This is Lindsay Bluth-Fünke.
You see me before you, yes?
I am real to you.
And this bag next to me, it is as real as you or me.
No, I know that one's real.
I meant the other one-- the Louis Vuitton.
I don't remember Vuitton having two E's.
NARRATOR: The hillside was also known
- for their bargains on designer handbags. - Oh, no!
That's how they do it here.
You can't go wrong. Best bag on the mountain.
I love this bag. I give you 60 for it.
- It's the best bag on the mountain. - Excuse me.
- I just promised it to her. - I'll give you $70.
NARRATOR:Lindsay Bluth had come to India for both reasons.
- Uh, $120. - You just bought the best bag on the mountain.
- Congratulations. - Best bag on the mountain.
(chuckles)
NARRATOR: Now the story of a family
whose future was abruptly canceled
and the one daughter who had no choice
but to keep her life together.
It's Lindsay's...
- LINDSAY: I love it. - NARRATOR: Lindsay was on
a spiritual journey to let go
of all possessions and to find something cute
- to keep her stuff in. - It's gorgeous.
Months earlier, Lindsay had lost her bearings
after finding out she wasn't born
to the family she couldn't bear.
- I'm adopted? - So, after getting
briefly creepy with her brother...
I'm just not that into older women.
- Don't worry about it. - You bastard!
She shared some resentments
with her family at the boat party.
Kitty likes to scratch... (yells)
But before she could disassociate herself
- from the Bluth name... - Because now I know that
we're not related. Anyway, Michael...
Oh, my God. The SEC.
...the Bluth name would become...
...as sullied as Newport Bay on the fifth of May.
LUCILLE: They are persecuting me.
It was an accident. This is ridiculous!
If I'd told them we were taking a bunch of gays out there
to get married, they'd have thrown me a parade.
Let's tell them we were taking a bunch of gays to get married.
Yeah, I don't think your record on that issue
is going to back that up, Mom.
NARRATOR: In fact, it was an issue
of theBay Windowmagazine
that would most damage her with the gay community.
LUCILLE: Fine. We'll say they took it on a joyride.
And you have no right to criticize me.
At least I was able to turn myQueenaround.
None taken.
NARRATOR: This is Tobias Fünke,
who should have taken more.
- Oh. - LINDSAY: You cannot say
one nice thing to your daughter, can you?
Adopted daughter.
And that's not true.
MAN: Could I have the Bluth family over here, please?
And over here, the victims of the Bluth family?
NARRATOR: And that's when Lindsay
found a label more fitting than "Bluth."
No, Lindsay, you're going to the wrong area.
Kenny, Chet, Curtis, Mike, Bix and Gator are over here.
We should be over here at the Bluth area with Gob
and Buster and, uh... uh...
(sighs) uh, your brother, uh...
- Michael? - Michael. Yes.
Sorry. I was thinking of Mike, the hot seaman.
- No, where is Michael? - It doesn't matter.
He's not my brother.
This isn't my family.
No, I've spent years...
Yes! Got my yes. I got that big yes.
I've spent years trying to fit into this family,
and it's not me.
My life is a fallacy.
Oh...
♪ Is that a gal I see? ♪
♪ No, it's just a phallus... eee! ♪
We loved that. Where's that from?
NARRATOR: It's from nothing.
But it made her realize this, too.
I don't know if there's a right time to say this,
but this marriage of ours, it hasn't been working.
Yeah... there's nothing keeping us together.
(Maeby coughing nearby)
I... I believe we're thinking the same thing.
- Yeah, we should end it. - Let's give it another shot.
To the head. Kill it.
Yes.
NARRATOR: Lindsay was looking for inspiration
before she set out on her new path.
And it only took until the "Pray" section
of Eat, Pray, Love for her to find it.
Hmm.
Soon, she was beginning a journey to reinvent herself.
Ugh. I'm doing it again.
I have to let go of these material things.
NARRATOR: To leave the trappings of her old life
and try to live with less.
(sighs) There.
Her immersion into Indian culture began
even before reaching the airport.
And, uh... and so this daily prayer,
it connects one to the whole.
- (bleep) anus tart. - God.
You know, you sense the oneness in all.
And they have normal toilets, right?
NARRATOR: And after an hour or so
withSkyMall,where she was
proud of herself for only buying two things--
a self-cleaning litter box in case she ever got a cat
and an inflatable hat box in case she ever got a hat--
she got to a great article in the in-flight magazine
and found herself filling up
with inner peace and acceptance.
- (thumping) - I mean, not right away.
What is she doing back there?
- (passenger groaning) - That passenger had been
pushing on her seat for like four hours.
Lindsay's journey to let go of her baggage
got off to a bad start at baggage claim
when she picked up the wrong baggage.
And her Western notions of the value of life
were challenged on the bus ride to the hotel.
(man screams, loud thud)
LINDSAY: Oh, my God.
Did... did we just hit something?
Shouldn't we stop?
No. It wasn't a cow.
- It was just a tourist. - (laughter)
NARRATOR: And that's howLindsay's path
- to living with less... - Wait. This isn't my...
How am I supposed to find out
who I really am dressed like this chick?
...took a brief detour into a shopping spree at India's
- famous Mall Mountain. - It's cute on me.
But I thought it was supposed to say "Kate."
Oh, no, anything under a small is considered
a "David Spade."
I love this jacket. I'll give you 60 for it.
Best coat on the mountain.
- 65. - 70! It'd look great
on my wife or my sickly son.
- 100 bucks. Yes! - $100, yes.
NARRATOR: And soon, she was back
at the hotel and ready
- for her spiritual experience. - (sighs)
(bell dings)
Yeah, hi.
Uh, were you able to book my 3:00 shaman?
Oh, yes. Did you want the deep wisdom
or just a light ego cleanse?
We do those by the pool.
- There's a pool? - WOMAN: It's hard to tell
because there are so many people in it,
but yes, it is a pool.
Well, yeah, by the pool, then.
And, uh, do you think you can get someone
to remove the smell of lamb from my room?
Of course. And which animal smell would you prefer?
Which do you prefer?
NARRATOR: But at her 3:00 p.m. shaman...
You are living a life without love.
- Lindsay got a deeper treatment - How do I learn to...
- than she had hoped for. - be happy?
You know, to love?
When love is near your heart, you'll be happy.
You must live life truthfully.
Yeah, no, I-I-I do live truthfully,
but, uh... (sighs)
I'm just so full of passion.
You are so full of (bleep).
Yeah, yeah.
Although, in my culture, "full of (bleep)"
is kind of like a dig.
I mean, you'd never say it to a customer.
But, uh, yeah, no, I-I know what you mean.
This bag is as fake as you are.
(sighs) Well, how do I learn?
Just look at the spelling.
God. No, I...
Pull your head out of the sand.
Love is where you left it.
You mean... back home?
God.
The only person back home is Tobias.
You have no children?
NARRATOR:Lindsay thought she was being hit on.
No. Why do you ask?
Wait a minute. You're saying I've come
halfway around the world to find out
I need to go back home?
God, I haven't even gone to the beach yet.
NARRATOR:She had. It was just too crowded to see the water.
It was a moving experience,
but after leaving the tent, it wasn't just
the shaman's words that got through to her.
It was this.
I'm sorry. Your AmEx was declined.
Your account is maxed out.
We had to cancel your shaman appointment.
No, no, I just talked to the shaman,
just right back at...
MAN: Get out! Get out!
Go away! Get out! Get out! Get out!
I'm sorry to yell at you, but as I said, it was declined.
So get out.
NARRATOR: But, fortunately, the universe
offered a solution to her financial problem
that wasn't too far off from what her shaman had said.
LUCILLE (over phone): Oh, I've got money for you, sweetie,
but it means my loving daughter smiling next to her husband
sitting behind me at the trial.
LINDSAY: Would you take a grimace?
NARRATOR:So it was with this dual intention
that she reached out to a husband she'd left behind,
with a new sense of inner peace.
Of course, there was still some outer stuff
she needed to work through.
(over phone): Hello. It's Tobias.
- Leave a message. - (beep)
I'm ready to make this work.
NARRATOR:It was with a sense of enlightenmentthat Lindsay
returned from her spiritual journey...
...to get her hands on the stimulus money, too, right?
Stop with the prayer hands.
It just looks like you're out of ideas.
Seriously, shoot me if you ever catch me doing that.
Says the least spiritual man I know.
MICHAEL: What deal did you strike with her?
What part of her soul did you buy?
All I've asked is that she testify
that I was a wonderful mother who did her best.
So all of it.
No, Michael. I'm not a whore.
I don't get any of the money
until after I do the disgusting thing.
But I'm not here just for the stimmy.
I'm here because a shaman told me
that love is where I left it.
Which, after much soul searching
and by process of elimination, is Tobias.
TOBIAS: I got the part.
NARRATOR: And so Lindsay and Tobias
took another shot at being husband and wife,
and although they wouldn't have money
until after the perjury, they set about
- buying a home. - Are you ready to make a move?
As you can see, I'm ready for a lot that's new.
Oh! Good heavens!
Right!
Well, this is a great area.
There's some wonderful surgi-centers nearby.
We're doing it. We're really doing this.
Yes! We're gonna get you in the right house.
And it's just the two of you? You have no children?
We don't.
TOBIAS: We should be honest here.
We have no income flow.
No incoming income flow.
We have plenty of outgoing income.
No savings, no credit.
I mean, we had some stimmy,
but that went to his hospital bills.
But there's one thing we do have--
Work ethic!
Right. No work ethic.
But there's one thing we do have--
we do have a daughter.
I was just on auto-pilot before, when I said we didn't.
I should have caught that; yeah, but...
MAEBY: I could've spoken up,
but I just wanted to see if you guys got there.
Well, you guys seem like a great family.
We have to be realistic.
I'm in the real estate business.
It's 2006.
That's all good enough for me.
We're gonna put you in a NINJA loan.
"No income, no jobs, no assets."
And you don't have to pay a penny for two years.
Oh, NINJA! Please!
So we'll take something cozy and intimate.
- A one-bedroom. - Or bigger.
Yeah, how about something nice? A three-bedroom?
LINDSAY: Three does sound bigger.
Oh, it definitely is.
NARRATOR:You have to remember that this was a time
when banks were eager to create as much debt as possible.
...the five-bedroom, four-car garage.
And I know that you guys are going to be okay
with just one master bathroom,
because a lot of people do prefer two.
You know, they like to just have it.
Maybe separate, so we have it.
So we have it. That way we have it.
That way you have it.
Do you think we really need one?
I'm just gonna interrupt for a second.
You don't need a wine cellar,
if you want to do wine tastings in your butler's kitchen.
I mean, this really isn't what we discussed.
Well, we didn't discuss any of this, but, uh...
yes, uh, I guess, that way, we... we have it.
Well... yeah...
That way, you'll definitely have it.
And then once you have it, that way, you'll have it.
But do we need a gatehouse?
I just put John Beard into a house with a double gatehouse.
Now, that's John Beard; he's on television.
No one's gonna look down on you
just 'cause you have less than John Beard.
- Is this crazy? - I think so.
We'll take the double gatehouse.
Oh, is that what you thought? Because...
- Well, that way, we'll have it. - We have it. We have it.
And that way, you have it.
There was a lot of this going on back then.
This way, we have it.
And soon, they were starting their new life
- Good point! - in their new, beautiful home.
LINDSAY: Mother's Day Eve
was the most joyous day of the year.
(echoing): Maeby, you're gonna be late for school.
NARRATOR:And what they lost in coziness...
God, they grow up so slowly.
...they made up for in cavernous, unfurnished space.
- And the robot's dead again. - Oh! Poor little guy.
Ran out of juice before he could reach his...
(door slams)
With her mother's trial coming up,
Lindsay made an effort to work on her testimony.
...when I was hungry, I...
- (Lindsay laughs) - Go on.
You don't want me to say this next part, do you?
I think it tells the story.
But am I accidentally being funny,
or am I purposely being funny?
It's not supposed to be funny.
"Suckled at her champagne glass breasts"?
Is it a joke?
Buster wrote it.
Recently?
I adapted it from a letter he wrote from camp.
I miss you, Mommy.
Camp is scary at times.
When I was cold, you clothed me,
when I was hungry...
Uh, how do I say this?
Suckled at your champagne glass breasts.
Oh, that's good.
It doesn't matter. I'll be proofing it, anyway.
LINDSAY: Oh, God.
This is from Camp Kiss-A-Me-Mommy?
Just read the copy. You're getting paid for this.
No. You know what?
The money is not important to me.
My shaman said...
Oh, don't give me that mystical nonsense.
You think you're better than I am.
But you're a lot more like me than you think you are.
Now, let's take it from:
"I hope she gives me bubble baths forever."
And I want to smell the suds.
But worse news was around the corner.
BEARD:The collapse of the California housing market
is taking a personal toll...
- Uh-oh. - ...with layoffs here at the station.
In addition, I'm leaving the keys
to my 10,000-square-foot home in Harbor Shallows
- here on the desk... - TOBIAS: Well, it probably
shouldn't affect our area.
He's over by where the fountain is.
BEARD: Might I say to them
good luck getting that (bleep)
raccoon smell out of the gatehouse,
because I never could.
But you and I are okay, right?
I mean, this works, right?
Never better.
And the week of Lucille's trial,
they got some even worse news.
What's this? Mother's not going to pay?
She actually said she'd only pay me
if my testimony is believable.
Lindsay! Lindsay!
...but how am I supposed to say something like
"I love you, Mother!"
and sound believable?
Well, geez... Jesus C. Penny!
You know, I wish I had the luxury
of not sounding believable.
But that's not an option for an out-of-work actor, is it?
Or it's why you're out of work!
Well, I beg one's pardon, but I have been dying to go
to that Method Acting Clinic that I see on my nightly drives,
but you won't let me!
Because you already wasted all that money
on Carl Weathers' Master Acting Class.
Well, I'm sorry, but I'm such a star (bleep)
that I didn't pay attention to anything he said!
Oh, well then, maybe I should go to your Method Acting Class,
to make my testimony more believable!
That's actually a good idea.
Maybe you could-- Oh! Hi. Yes.
Well, perhaps we should go together.
Yeah. Might be good for us, as a couple.
I do hope so.
I really want to make this work.
Me, too.
I really love you, Tobias.
Oh, Lindsay, we have
got to get you to that acting clinic.
And that was with me picturing fudge.
Fudge.
NARRATOR: To bond with her husband
and prepare for her testimony,
Lindsay had decided to attend an acting class with Tobias.
This is the first time
I've actually done something like this with you.
I think I always kind of looked down on it.
You know, Lindsay, I think you'll find that
some of what used to seem clueless about me
is actually something I'm quite good at.
This... is where I belong.
If you're new here, you need to go to the window.
Uh, fill out this form first.
And there's some personal questions on it, like, uh,
how you first got hooked.
Well, that's an easy one:
You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown.
(Tobias chuckles)
No, uh, no,Mame.
No, ma'am...?
You're A Good Man...
You're A Good Man, Charlie Brown.
(whispering): Gypsy. Gypsy.
CLINICIAN: Just come up here and be
as truthful as possible.
WOMAN: Okay, this is (bleep) overwhelming.
They're starting the monologues.
I think this is from Songs for My Father.
WOMAN: This (bleep) is (bleep) up, right?
LINDSAY: What did you say
the name of this acting class was again?
TOBIAS: Method One Clinic.
Okay, I'm gonna go get coffee.
Garden Grove Method One Clinic.
And moments later, as Lindsay, once again,
found herself questioning her husband's choices,
one of hers was questioned.
MAN: Ugh! That's not Free Trade,
and if it's not Free Trade, it's (bleep).
- I wouldn't... - (scoffs)
You don't look like a junkie.
You do. What do you weigh, like, 90 pounds?
(laughs)
That's so funny!
God, um... thank you.
But-but no, no.
If I'm addicted to anything, it's alcohol.
I'm Lindsay.
And you're... hmm! "Bitéme."
No, I don't like giving my name to any state organization,
especially after I got kicked off the voter rolls,
'cause I accidentally signed up for the wrong political group.
Wow. What group was that?
You know, I don't even remember.
Just some guy in a booth on the boardwalk.
He joined Al Qaeda.
MAN: And I only signed up 'cause he was giving away
a free beard brush.
...that says "Al Qaeda" on it.
But maybe he thought it was the designer of the brush.
I'm Marky Bark.
Of the tree-freer Barks?
Marky was the son of Johnny Bark,
an activist that Lindsay had once helped save,
and then kill, a tree.
LINDSAY:Oh, my God! I remember him!
I remember thinking, one day,
he was just gonna fall out of a tree
and break his neck.
Whatever happened to him?
He fell out of a tree and broke his neck.
Oh, God...
No, I'm just kidding.
- (laughs) - Oh...
So how is he?
Oh, he's dead.
But natural causes.
A bunch of deranged bees chased him out of a tree
and he fell to his death.
So, are you here alone, or...?
No, I'm with her.
She's a committee member.
Which committee is that?
Itty-bitty (bleep).
What a wonderful sense of humor.
Listen, the only time DeBrie can keep food down
is for about 20 minutes after she comes crashing
off the methadone, so...
- Oh... - would you care to join us
as we rustle up some grub
to shove down our mouths?
I would like that very much.
So Tobias and Lindsay drove
to meet their new friends for lunch.
They are such a neat couple!
Aren't they neat!
It's so fun to have another couple to go out with.
LINDSAY: He's amazing.
I mean, so passionate about real issues.
He's a real activist-- like me.
And she's a real actress, like me!
Oh, she used to be in big movies,
but then, like a lot of actors, the teeth go...
Mm!
But she is the perfect age
to be a Hollywood actress--42.
Is that all?
Oh, I think this is the place.
It's a barter restaurant.
Marky doesn't believe in money.
Do I like barter?
No, it means they don't deal with money.
That's why I swiped that methadone tray.
Hmm.
What interesting friends we've made.
I think this is exactly what our marriage needed.
NARRATOR: Lindsay and Tobias gathered
with their new friends...
WAITRESS: Hi, y'all! This your first time...?
...at CW Swappigans,
a chain that sprung up after the economic collapse.
We are like a Salvation Army meets a soup kitchen,
meets a gastro pub,
meets a Marxist-or Leninist-type social structure.
These are things that you can order
and these are things that we will accept.
As you see on the bottom, we don't have the fish,
and we're not taking any more lava lamps.
Uh-oh! I can see this one's got
that deer in the headlights look!
Oh, no. He just took some methadone.
He thought he was driving, with a cocktail tray.
Oh, speaking of that...
How about mozzarella sticks for the table?
Cocktail tray, light scratching, for mozzarella sticks.
Six, no sauce.
And maybe some sparkling water for the table.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir. We're no longer taking hotel soaps.
LINDSAY: This is fun.
MARKY: A lot of people couldn't handle
a Dumpster dive for their first double date.
Is that what this is?
Now, wait... wait a second.
I wasn't driving?
It's just so refreshing to meet people
with real passion about changing the status quo.
Lindsay and I don't have a single friend.
Is the food here yet?
I'm not hungry, but... but, uh...
- Oh, look, it's butter. - MARKY: DeBrie.
(whooping)
MARKY: DeBrie, that's our butter.
We were going to swap it for dessert.
No, she's improvising. Uh, yes, ma'am.
You seem to be liking that butter substitute
at Swappigans.
Uh, yes, and...
wh-what else could you swap for?
Uh, yes, and... uh...
Oh, I'm out. She's too good.
I... I don't know who my guy is.
I don't... I don't have a guy.
MARKY: No, she just likes butter.
Come on, let's get you cleaned up.
- Don't touch anything. - Marky, I'll take her.
You two just got here.
Have a chat about. I'll clean her up.
- TOBIAS: Come on, DeBrie. - DeBRIE: Num, num, num, num.
- I'm sorry. - Don't be.
I-I love it here.
My mother would hate this place.
You know, Lindsay, I-I have to tell you,
when I first met you, I thought you were one of those
typical, uptight, snobby, Newport Beach,
vapid... nut-busters!
You know, one of those monsters
that lives in a 10,000-square-foot house
that they destroyed the wetlands for.
Those were wetlands?
(sighs) That explains our Thanksgiving miracle.
What do you mean, you didn't make dinner?
I didn't realize it was Thursday, okay?
There's got to be something here.
(gasps, screams)
TOBIAS: Oh! Oh!
Oh! Get it! Get it!
Chase it into the oven!
Come on. Come on. Here, little ducky.
- That's a good duck. - Good duck.
- In you go! - (loud quacking)
This is going to be the greatest Thanksgiving ever.
It's a miracle!
Well, I actually do live
in a fairly large house right now.
But we've never made a payment on it.
So you're sticking it to Big Banking.
- That's cool. - Yes.
In fact, I'm only in America
because a shaman told me that love
would come to me when I accepted who I am
- and didn't run away. - Sounds like a good shaman.
Oh, he was the house shaman at the Four Seasons Mumbai,
so you figure he's got to be pretty good.
Oh, and he turned into an ostrich at the end, so...
They're not going to have that at the Embassy Suites.
That's funny. I actually run an ostrich farm.
(Indian music playing): ♪ Co... incidence! ♪
That's not a coincidence.
♪ Yes, it is. ♪
MAN: Mini pizzas, no pepperoni!
Marky, I've got to tell you,
talking about these social issues, it's...
the first time I've felt like myself
in a really long time.
That's because I say what I mean, I do what I feel.
No lies.
NARRATOR: Lindsay felt guilty
because she was about to go enter
a crab house/courtroom and do just that.
That's why my motto is:
"Live truthfully and skate through life."
Marky felt guilty because it wasn't his motto.
It was the motto of a surf and skateboard company.
Live truthfully.
Skate through life.
That's amazing.
I haven't felt this deep
a connection with someone in a long, long time.
Other than DeBrie.
I can't believe we just did that.
I can't believe how little give your teeth have.
So, where do you keep your ostriches?
WAITRESS: Sheraton mini soap for a taco salad?
MAN: We don't take hotel soap!
And perhaps it was to get back at her mother...
- Leave a tip! Leave a tip! - ...or to get out of
a relationship that had been over for a long time,
but that's when Lindsay hopped off
to pursue a life she felt was her destiny.
And the new lovers discovered each other.
The beautiful female body,
the horrible male.
Wow. That was so...
- fast. - Thanks.
Well, I didn't know how long we'd be stuck in traffic, so...
- (horn honking) - Oh! And it sounds
- like it's moving, so... - MAN: Move it!
- (horn honking) - Come on! Come on!
- Let's go! - Careful!
And as they drove, they learned so much about each other.
MARKY:I was always just in such a rush to grow up
and change this world, and foolishly,
the teeth I pulled were my adult teeth,
so this guy all the way to that guy back there,
that's a... just a piece of wood I stick in there.
I mean, they're just chewing tools.
(laughs) I don't care about looks.
But you find me pretty, though, right?
No.
I have no idea what you look like.
I have this condition called face blindness.
I mean, I can tell you're a woman.
(chuckling): Oh, stop.
But, honestly, no, all I see is, like,
eyes and nose, you know, hair, ears and...
But I can tell you got a great heart, Lindsay.
I can tell you've been living a lie.
You and I are going to change this world together.
(Marky whoops, Lindsay laughs)
LINDSAY: You know, my shaman
told me that I should stop caring about appearances.
You know, my whole life, that's all anyone has ever praised.
All my mom ever cared about.
Because I'm really pretty.
I just thought I'd tell you that so the story made sense.
- I don't care. - But I guess it's kind of karma
that I ended up with someone who wanted to make love to me
no matter what I look like.
Also wanted to make sure you weren't a dude.
I can tell with voices usually, but some guys, they'll...
they'll fool you if that's what they want to do.
Hey...
Are you smiling at me?
NARRATOR:Lindsay decided it was only fair
to let her husband know
their new start had reached a new end.
LINDSAY: I left.
I guess you noticed.
Um, look, I'm sorry.
I-I really do care about you, Tobias, but we were trying
to save something that just couldn't be saved.
And I have to follow my shaman's advice. I...
I have to be true to myself for once.
And Marky, he sees me for who I really am.
- He respects me and... - Come on, lady!
You want to wrap this up?
My lady needs to call her loser ex.
Marky, it's me.
It's Lindsay.
Oh.
I thought you were taking a dump.
Oh, I must have scared the (bleep)
off that lady in the bathroom
when I threw the door open and told her I loved her.
(sighs, chuckles)
He loves me?
MARKY: Sorry. False alarm.
- I don't love you. - LINDSAY: Uh, I got to go.
Can you delete this so I can leave
- a message for Maeby? - MARKY: It's good. She's fine.
NARRATOR: And soon, the lovers arrived
and discovered the joys of their new desert home,
dancing and making love all night.
Now, that time...
was also very quick.
And now we've freed the night up to dance again.
- Come on. - Oh. Okay.
NARRATOR: And the next day,
Lindsay awoke to discover the destiny
foretold to her in India in drab colors before her.
WOMAN: Get away from her.
Don't mess with her!
She's none of your business.
(sighs) Thank you.
I said get away from her, you slut!
You're scaring the bird.
MARKY: No, no, Mom.
Mom, she's with us.
She lives with us now.
And, Mom, she tells me she's pretty.
I have the worst (bleep) shaman.
The defense calls to the oyster bar thing where they sit
the adopted daughter, Lindsay Bluth.
NARRATOR: Another chair is empty
- at Lucille's trial. - BARRY: Lindsay...
Mr. Zuckerkorn,
Shrimp-Shooter Nights starts in 15 minutes.
Is your witness going to appear?
BARRY (gasps): "Appear."
Oh, I thought the one on the pier was a Bubba Gump's.
NARRATOR:And, in an effort to be less glamorous,
Lindsay cuts her hair only to discover,
- much to her frustration... - Great. Even cuter.
And Tobias becomes addicted
- to his new profession. - I'm an addict, and I'm starving.
Yes, you are starving, so would you like some butter?
I could give you some butter,
and, uh, you can pay for it w-with a shoe.
Um... I'm sorry, but, uh,
his guy's not giving my guy anything, uh, to react to.
Uh, could I get some more of that, uh, acting juice?