Circle of Trust.

If I go down, Greg, I need to know someone will be responsible for the whole Byrnes clan. So I ask you, Greg, are you prepared to be... the Godfocker?

I'm not gay myself. But if I were gay, I would certainly be proud to choose a life partner like Gay Focker. And that's his actual name.

Focker, there is no way I'm going to an ER room with this thing. Now you need to stick me and you need to stick me now! I'm having a dick attack! Stick me!

Like I always tell you, there's nothing wrong with spying as long as you suspect foul play. So, who's Andi?

Ah. He pulled the same shit on you, didn't he? In that family, we're all just hamsters on Jack Byrnes' little wheel. His Circus of Trust or whatever he calls it.

[to Kevin] Why don't you get on your stupid monster yacht with your bubble-butt Russian girlfriend and do Jell-O shots off of Deepak Chopra's butt?

[losing it] The wheel! The little hamster wheel that we're all running up to get a little taste of your little water thingy!

[after meeting Andi] Wow, you told me she sold boner medicine, Greg. You didn't tell me she *is* boner medicine.

[to Roz, on a three-way call with Greg] Why can't you support my dreams the way I've always supported yours? When you wanted to try new sex positions for your research, I was your guinea pig!

I pulled my hamstring doing a reverse cowgirl!

You kids wanna pick your nose and flick your boogers? Do it!

As an early Hannukah present, I'm going to send you and Pam a box of these musical condoms.

Will you get out of here so I can shtup my wife?

[to his cat after seeing the remixed video of Greg's rant] That's the Godfocker? [cat hisses]

[as Jack is being loaded into an ambulance, to Greg] Focker!

I'm watching you.

Yeah, well I have eyes too. So I'll be watching you... watching me.

Well, I got good news for you. You're not Jesus.

Andi gives Daddy his boners.