Bob's Burgers (TV Series)

Bob and Deliver (2013)

H. Jon Benjamin: Bob Belcher, Jimmy Jr., Peter Pescadero

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• Louise Belcher : Dad did great. He broke down and cried quicker than any substitute teacher ever

  Bob Belcher : I didn't cry.

  Louise Belcher : Oh, the rumor that I started says otherwise.

• Mr. Frond : The name's Frond. James Frond. I've got a license to counsel.

  Louise Belcher : Double-oh-so-sad.

  Bob Belcher : Louise, be nice.

  Louise Belcher : Why? It's Mr. Frond.

• Bob Belcher : Kids are horrible. Why do we keep making them?

• Bob Belcher : Guys, remember at school, I am Mr Belcher, so treat me like you would any other substitute teacher

  Louise Belcher : That means you get a mean nickname and we assume you live a horribly depressing life. In this case, it's true!

• Mr. Frond : All right, Bob, I should have explained. Home Ec isn't for honor students. It's where dumb-dumbs learn to make ice.

  Bob Belcher : You know my daughter's in that class, right?

• Bob Belcher : Zeke, you may have a perfect palate. Do you know how rare that is?

  Zeke : Get out of my mouth, Mr. B.! Stop it!

  Bob Belcher : Zeke, you can't run away from your gift!

  Zeke : No! No! No!

  Bob Belcher : I can teach you! Zeke, don't shut me out! You've got to... you've got give it a...

  Zeke : Shut up! Shut up! Go to hell!

  Bob Belcher : You've got to give it a chance, Zeke!

  Zeke : [cries]  Go to hell! All right, I'll try it. Just don't start something you can't finish, Mr. B.

  Bob Belcher : I won't let you down, Zeke.

  Zeke : Anyhow, the soup wasn't perfect. Tina put too much salt in it.

  Tina Belcher : Go to hell, Zeke.

• Bob Belcher : Sorry, I was all up in your grill about cooking yesterday.

• Tina Belcher : How am I doing on dishwashing, Mr Belcher?

  Bob Belcher : Good, Tina. Of course, kids are licking the plates clean, so it's kinda easy right?

  Tina Belcher : No.

• Bob Belcher : Meat is done, not people!

  Zeke : I just got a little tingly there when you just said that.

• Bob Belcher : Tina, how are we fixed on dishes? Tina? Where's Tina?

  Gene Belcher : She transferred to metal shop because her home-ec teacher was treating her like stale bread.

• Bob Belcher : Don't listen to him, kids. Keep pushing. We need speed! Gene, get off!

  Gene Belcher : I just got comfortable!

• Bob Belcher : Okay, someone taste this soup and tell me what it needs.

  Tina Belcher : Oh, look, he chose me. Okay, fine, I'll do it. Um... salt. I know that because I pay attention in class, and I'm not texting like Jocelyn or late like Peter.

  Bob Belcher : Uh, someone else? Zeke, you want to try?

  Zeke : I don't need this stuff, Mr. B. I ain't goin' to college.

  Bob Belcher : Just try it, Zeke.

  Zeke : Nope! I can't do it. Well, no...

  Bob Belcher : Zeke.

  Zeke : No!

  Bob Belcher : No one will laugh at you.

  Zeke : All right. Might as well try to Zeke it up, I guess. Let's see what we got.

  [Tastes the soup and starts improving] 

  Zeke : All right. Uh, let's try some of this leafy stuff.

  [adds] 

  Zeke : Some of these orange flakes that look like fish food...

  [sniffs] 

  Zeke : forget it, forget it. Let's invite some of this to the party!

  [tastes after spicing] 

  Zeke : Ooh, la, la!

  Zeke : [Takes next spice box]  Paprika? Eureka! Get your ass in here, girl!

  [while stirring:] 

  Zeke : Oh, man. Oh, boy. All right, I probably wrecked it.