S03E10, I Wanna Be Sedated
Bob: Wait til you see my maid, Marsha. Quite the stunner. Marlon Brando used to come to the house three times a week just to stick it in her ass. And that was before it was fashionable.
Turtle: Where the fuck is Saigon?
Drama: Maybe he got clipped in a drive-by... that would suck.
Lloyd: Bob Ryan is outside. He said to tell you that he will hoist himself on his own petard if you don't come see him. I don't know what it means but it sounds dangerous.
Eric: You're not seriously leaving in the middle of this conversation?
Ari: Conversations usually end after one person calls the other person a douchebag.
Bob: You know I have an easier time getting a face-to-face with Osama Bin Laden?
Ari: Try making an appointment, Bob.
Drama: My second time coming to this neighborhood without my nunchucks. I am not happy.
Turtle: Oh, you're not happy? I've got forty grand riding on finding Saigon in the next four hours. If I don't, I'm gonna kill myself by eating all your Propecia pills.
Bob: In '68 I locked Dennis Hopper in a bathroom with nothing but a handful of mushrooms and bingo, he came up with Easy Rider.
Drama: Did Saigon tell you he's got papers with Turtle? Drafted by the law firm of Ziemann, Weintraub... and three other Jewish names I've since forgotten.