Lucille is the matriarch of the Bluth family. She becomes devastated with the idea of having to give up the family's rich lifestyle when her husband, George, goes to jail. (Note she doesn't mind the part about her husband going to jail.) She spends her day trying to cope with her son, Buster, and trying to find a good housekeeper that won't steal all of her posessions.

Michael: Life is short. Listen to me. I would give anything to have that again. You know, a family; nothing else matters.
Lucille: [enters the house] Michael!
Michael: It's mom, hide!

Lucille: I'll be at the hospital bar.
Michael: Uh, you know there isn't a hospital bar.
Lucille: This is why people hate hospitals. [laughs]
[Lucille laughs hysterically down the hall]

Michael: You were flying today, buddy.
Buster: Yes, I was flying. But a little too close to the sun.
Lucille: You let him go into the sun!?

Lucille: Buster!
Buster: [Running around the apartment] It's a bird!
Lucille: I know it's a bird--I'm on the phone!
Buster: It walked on my pillow!

Gob: Oh, that is just great. Now I'm expected to climb back on top of Kitty and do my thing again. I mean, this family runs into problems and it's 'Oh, let's have Gob (bleep) our way out of it.'
Lucille: What is the matter with you?

Lucille: Hello Buster. Here, have a candy bar. [Takes it back] No, I'm withholding it. Look at me... getting off!

Lucille: Everything they do is so dramatic and flamboyant it just makes me want to... set myself on fire!

Lucille: There were 250 CCs of your father in that banana stand!