Gob: I'm gonna be busy this weekend being a Judge Pageant. Narrator: Gob has been a Judge Pageant for years. Gob: Can you believe what it does to your sex life? Michael: I don't wanna hear it. Gob: I don't wanna say it. First place, chick's hot, but has an attitude: doesn't date magicians. Second place, is someone weird usually, like a Chinese girl or a geologist. But third of all, although a little bit plain, her super low self-esteem. So I step in and lay her 'crown' upon my sweet 'head'. Michael: Have I missed this euphemism?
Rita: You are really quite a man, Michael. Michael: You really think so? Rita: Oh, yes. You are a complete and utter *bleep*. (kisses Michael and then leaves) Narrator: I can't believe we had to bleep that. It would've been such a nice moment.