Right, Peter?
(LAUGHING AWKWARDLY)
I'm Peter.
Well, let's eat.
You must be starving, Peter.
What am I, on trial here?
Maybe you should just eat something, Peter.
Go on, put some food in your mouth.
Yes, sir, I sure will, Mr. Cooterschmidt... Pewterschmidt! Oh, God! So, like, you see a hot girl,
and you're, like, "Okay, I appreciate your exterior beauty "'cause you've definitely worked at it "with the clothing, and the jewelry, and the makeup and stuff."
But secretly, I'm just, like, "Hey, man...
"Where is the chase and how do I cut to it?"
Wow, you're smart. I mean, she herself is so pretty,
but that thing just looks like a string of sausages - with one empty casing in it.
I get it.
I mean, it's quite a sight, you know?
I mean, when she's not looking, you should take a look at it,
but, good God, be discreet.
Yeah, I'll check that out.
(KNOCK AT DOOR) I hate you, bees! I hate you, bees!
No, serious! Stop! Stop!
- I hate you, bees! I hate you, bees!
- Stop!
All right, that's enough, that's enough.
Get 'em off.
Get 'em off. Put them back in the hive!
Yeah, all right, enough is enough.
Cleveland, open the hive.
All right, Quagmire, bring 'em over here. There you go, you got it.
One, five, five.
What?
You say, "One one, two fives."
One, five, five.
No, no. Not one one and two fives. Two ones.
Two, one, one, one, two, five.
Oh, my God.
Okay. How many ones? Always nice to meet a fan of my movies.
Oh, My God, you're Ethan Hawke!
Uh, No, I'm not.
Sorry, my mistake.
Oh, My God, it's Ethan Hawke!
Mom, can we go get some food?
Oh, My God, there's Malcolm in middle!
I'm not a boy.
Yes, you are. You want to know what I think?
Well, yeah.
You son of a bitch!
Oh, my God! It's a travesty!
Joe, stop it! And I will kill you!
You bastard! Come on. Okay, get him out of here.
We hired a sitter for this!
Get him out of here. Come on, Joe.
Guys, keep his anus above his head.
Okay, okay. All right, all right.
Okay, careful. Careful, Peter. (SOBBING) It's really bad this time.
Wow, what a turnout. Oh, hey, there's Glenn.
Hey, guys. Hey, this is my date, Consuela.
No, no, no.
Okay, we're here as friends, but I'm gonna change your mind one day. Joe, stop it! And I will kill you!
You bastard! Come on. Okay, get him out of here.
We hired a sitter for this!
Get him out of here. Come on, Joe.
Guys, keep his anus above his head.
Okay, okay. All right, all right.
Okay, careful. Careful, Peter.
PETER: Oh, boy. Oh, boy.
Look, I'm sure you're disappointed, Lois, but it wasn't my fault.
There were so many people interfering. Of course it's gonna be bad. I'm a little worried that you're gonna have me put down.
I know there's been some concern about my sphincter's low shutter speed.
No, no, we're just going to the park, Todd.
Oh, okay, well, I'll enjoy the ride, then.
Around the park one more time, Bitterman.
Peter, I'm not your chauffeur.
Not for long with that attitude, Bitterman. LOIS: (MOANING) Oh, Peter, yes! PETER: Yeah.
LOIS: Oh, I'm on fire. PETER: (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
LOIS: Take me, you filthy bastard. PETER: (MOANING) Yeah.
LOIS: Destroy me and this laundry. PETER: Yeah.
Yeah, here, put Meg's bra in your mouth.
Oh, my God, that's so disturbing.
I know, gross.
Yeah, and my hearing's a lot better,
so I hear, like, suction and stuff. Well, the fat man made a funny.
I rather enjoyed that.
Yes, yes, Yes. you cook very slowly.
As a matter of fact, if you were any slower at cooking, you'd--
Well, you wouldn't be cooking very fast at all, now, would you?
That one wasn't very good.
Peter, They were laughing at you because it looked like you peed yourself, So, Were you, like, in an accident, or what?
No. Me father was a tree.
What's wrong with me? I got to be crazy to think I can kill that man-eating fish.
I mean, what the hell am I doing?
Hey, hey, hey, Come on, Peter.
What kind of talk is that?
Yeah, you can do it. - Yeah, it's done.
- Get out of here! Are you serious?
Yeah. Oh, man! Oh, man!
I just got your messages. And I--I... Oh, I'm sorry.
George, it's been over for a while.
Really? Yeah. It's 1981.
It's... Oh, oh, wow! Oh, so I'm way late. Oh, boy!
Yeah. Well, you want to do something else?
I got some blow. Son of a bitch!
It took you this long to tell me? Break it out, man! Hey, hey, hey! That's a stroke!
I just tapped my ball, Quagmire. Relax.
Oh, relax? Oh, okay. Oh, look, I just tapped my ball.
Oh! Just tapped it again! Oh. Oh. Tap, tap, tap.
Oh, where is it? Oh, it's in the hole. Eagle! Yay, Quagmire!
Hey, Quagmire. You know it's not fun when you're like this.
You want fun, go home and buy a monkey! You guys wanna go to IHOP, get some breakfast or something?
God, I don't know, big-horned guy, it's like 3:00 a.m.
Oh, that sucks, man! I'm wide awake. Hey, Quagmire, you want...
(SCREAMING)
Oh, my God! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, man!
- Are you okay?
- No! .
I didn't see him.
(SCREAMING) I mean, there's a lot of weird stuff going on around here lately.
Just yesterday, somebody gave Peter a "hot-butt."
La, la, la, la, la.
Regular life La, la, la, la, la, la...
(SCREAMS) And then somebody replaced Meg's sleeping pills with Alka-Seltzer.
People are gonna miss me when I'm... You're all right, Griffin.
Well, Peter, our marriage has suffered a serious trial,
but I think we can get through it.
Me, too, Lois. It's just going to take a little work.
In the meantime, I guess I better clear the air with Clinton.
Hey, listen, Bill, you and I need to have a talk. Who said Marguerite?
Peter, it's just for a week.
A week! Aw, jeez! No, no, no,
no, No! Please, God, kill me now.
No, no, Damn, crap, damn it to hell, son of a--
Peter!
Lois, sometimes it's appropriate to swear. I just... I just... I don't want Dylan eating white bread.
Brian, there's nothing wrong with it. Our kids eat...
(SOFTLY) Lois, Lois, I do not want Dylan eating white bread.
Brian, I promise you, it's fine.
Lois. Lois, Lois.
I will decide what is best for my child, all right?
Look, will you take it easy?
And, and, I do not want to have this conversation in front of my son. but only if you have the educational advantages,
the societal advantages that, like, what,
5% of the country has.
Well, yeah, you forgot "want it,"
which is such a big part of the book.
I mean, but you know, then again,
you just said you haven't read it, so, you know...
Actually, since I said that, I did read it.
(AUDIENCE LAUGHING) And that's another thing, I have to say, In fact, she always says the best memories she has are when you kids were born.
Aw, jeez, Meg, that's it.
This day is more for your mom than it is for Stewie.
Aw, With all she's given us,
she oughta get whatever she wants.
And, Meg,
today she wants you to be with the family.
Really?
Aw, Daddy, you must think I'm the worst daughter ever. ah, Isn't this exciting?
Hey, Anyone got a light?
Thanks.
Peter, look, there's Dave and Dottie, the nudists.
Well, hey there, Griffins!
Dave, Dottie, what a pleasant surprise!
Don't tell me you're K.I.S.S. freaks, too? Oh, yeah, they totally would, but look,
I still want to go home, Stewie.
How do we get out of here?
Well, if I overload the return pad's reactor, it might release enough energy to blow us back into the universe, but it's too risky.
But it could get us home.
Well, maybe, but it'll break my thing.
And if I overload that reactor, we could both die.
Well, you at least have to try. That is, That is absolutely classic!
Melinda, you're an utter delight.
Oh, hello, Janet. Yes--Yes, you know Melinda.
Yes, it seems she's, um...
Oh, What did we figure out, dear?
Was it--was it 1? No, 2.
Yes, she's 2 weeks younger than you.
Just look at that butt! That is a tight butt! Oh, no, no, no, no. I got it.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm taking care of this.
No, no, no, your money's no good here.
No, my food was more expensive. I feel bad if...
We invited you. I've got this.
Look, just let go of the check.
You let go of the check.
I'm not taking my hand off this thing.
Well, neither am I.
Let go of the check.
Ernie, if he wants to... Stay out of this!
Don't you talk to my wife like that! It stinks over here, you jerk.
I can't hear you over my central heating.
- Hey, why don't you go to hell, Edison.
- Hey, bite me, man.
Hey, you guys seen The Office?
Oh, no, I guess you haven't 'cause you don't have a TV.
Hey, how about I come over there and kick your ass?
Yeah, come on over.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) Magic mirror, how can I look like a douchebag today?
Well, Kevin, I would say, first of all, don't shave or shower.
Okay, I won't.
- And you just got out of bed, right?
- Yeah.
I would say, just go ahead and wear that tank top all day.
Okay.
All right, so we covered the hygiene, no collared shirts. So let's make this easy and take a vote.
How many think we should prevent 9/11? Raise your hands.
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine...
Okay, all right, looks like 42.
All right, who votes yes, 9/11?
(MUMBLING) Okay, all right, 57. All right, 9/11 wins. Sorry, I forgot my prescription mouthwash.
(SCREAMS) Oh, my God. What are you watching?
That's straight porn.
Listen, Charmese, it's not what you think, all right?
I've been poisoned, and I'm trying to make myself throw up.
Gay men don't watch straight porn.
You lied to me, you son of a bitch.
No, no, I'm gay, I swear! Oh, God, just wipe your nose, man!
Can I have a hug, Brian?
Oh, no, no, God, no, no, not now, no!
I want a hug! I love... Okay, here we go. "What color is a fire truck?"
Oh, God, I always get these.
Okay, all right, fire truck.
Fire truck, fire truck, fire truck, fire truck, what color are those red fire trucks?
Oh, God, I can picture them now, all red and everything. Well, of course, I loved the movie, but, look, I'm no writer,
but if a fat kid like me with one finger up his nose is bumped by it, you'd think someone would've caught it.
So, you didn't like the eagle.
Well, no, I did. The eagle was majestic and beautiful,
but sometimes you have to sacrifice spectacle for a coherent storyline. I'm gonna need somebody to clean me up.
(SOBBING) It's really bad this time.
Wow, what a turnout. Oh, hey, there's Glenn.
Hey, guys. Hey, this is my date, Consuela.
No, no, no.
Okay, we're here as friends, but I'm gonna change your mind one day. No, no, I think... Well, him, too. I read somewhere, I think it was in like,
like Stuff, or is it...
No, no, no. You know what, it was on Real Sports with Bryant Gumbel.
And they said that he's in the poorhouse now, yeah.
You think she'd do him now?
What, would Madonna do Rodman now?
Oh, yeah, no, 'cause it's not about the money.
It's about pissing off Daddy. - What do you like?
- DJ Jazzy Jeff!
I'm kidding!
Oh, you got me. Oh, you got me, yeah.
No, I really like Coleman Hawkins, Ben Webster.
Oh, and early Coltrane, before he got clean.
Yeah, no junk, no soul.
No kidding. I mean, look at Chevy Chase. Listen, uh, I couldn't help but notice you across the parking lot and, uh...
You know, you're-- you're very attractive and, uh...
You want to go behind the Applebee's and do it? Huh?
You want to just go have some dirty, stupid, insane parking-lot sex?
Chuck, it's me, Morty.
Yeah, 'cause we could... What?
Yeah, they had me painted. Peter, what the hell is that?
Lois, I'm tired of Mort always mooching off us, so I made a scare-Jew.
Peter, we're not gonna have this in our front yard.
It's racist, and for God's sake, you ruined your best suit.
Now, we're gonna have to get you a new one...
Shh! Lois, Lois, look.
Hey, guys. I just wanted to return your...
Oh! Oh, my God, it's Hitler! He's back! Uh, you're,
uh, Listen, you're 17 now, right?
Um, uh, I was-- I was just throwing it out there.
I was thinking, uh, you know, if you ever want to...
I don't know, screw around or somethin'.
Uh, Hey, Joe.
Uh,
So, you know, it's just something to mull around in the old noggin. Uh, Hey, what's going on?
Uh, you're,
uh, Listen, you're 17 now, right?
Um, uh, I was-- I was just throwing it out there.
I was thinking, uh, you know, if you ever want to...
I don't know, screw around or somethin'.
Uh, Hey, Joe.
Uh,
So, you know, it's just something to mull around in the old noggin. Rosanna, Roxanne, Michelle, Alison,
Sara, Angie, Brandy, Mandy, Gloria,
Cecilia, Maggie May, Jessica, Nancy, Barbara Ann, Billie Jean,
Layla, Lola, Polly, Helena, Jenny From The Block.
Name six more.
Sherry, Laura, Wendy, Maria,
Peggy Sue, Minnie the Moocher.
Name five more. Tracy, Jean,
Jane, Marianne, Eleanor Rigby. You bet.
Are you out of your mind?
Keep it up, Lois, I might fire you.
You wouldn't.
Does the name Lacey Chabert mean anything to you?
Okay, I'll behave.
Yes, you will.
Look, Peter, all I'm saying is,
those guys have been with Daddy for years.
How are you supposed to run that company without them?
That's it, Lois, you're fired.
Chris, you are now Meg's mother. And I'm lonely.
Oh, come, get in bed with us.
Oh, all right. "Dear Penthouse Forum."
No, no, Stewie, go away!
Brian, don't be mean to him.
Yes, Brian, if you're mean to me, I'll stop paying the rent.
What did he say?
Nothing. Oh, my gosh! He was just floating out there by himself?
Yep. He was so grateful I saved his life,
he invited us all over for dinner tonight.
Oh, Good. I don't have to cook.
Oh, no, no. Go ahead and Cook anyway, Lois, and we'll throw it out.
I don't want you to get rusty.
Say, Peter, uh, My audition's coming up.
Would-- Would you mind listening to my monologue?
Sure, buddy. Let's hear it. Like a Twinkie.
Oh, hey, Hogzilla. You happen to see my hot wife Lois around?
No, I haven't.
Maybe she's out looking for a man who can satisfy her.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Do me a favor.
When you go to sleep, aim your butt the other way.
Last night, for God's sake, you farted.
I felt like somebody was sticking me with a cigarette lighter from the car. (STUTTERS) I have a lot of friends who do it,
and they're willing to do it around me all the time,
because they know I'm so cool about it, and I don't judge them.
So, you know, go ahead...
Well, here we go.
Yup, that's what my friends say, too. "Well, here we go."
Oh, dude, I think I can feel it, too. Oh, come on. Now you're just trying to make...
Hey, wait, wait, wait.
Look, look, rubber chicken, you know?
I should do, like, the whole tape with this in my hand, you know?
Just totally, like, with the chicken right here because everyone will be like,
"What the hell? What-- What is-- What is 'Death to Americans'?"
Just let him do it. Let him do the tape. and right before I get to the last panel, Billy blurts out, he goes,
"You know, those firemen showed up to get a cat out of the tree,
"but it turns out it's really Marmaduke up there."
It ruined the whole damn thing!
Peter, in Billy's defense, the strip is called Marmaduke,
and Marmaduke had not yet made an appearance.
You probably should've seen that coming.
I tell ya, he was fun at first, You know, Mother, as first lady of the American stage, Helen Hayes, once said,
"I'm going to kill you!"
Hey, can somebody give me a hand with all this talent?
Peter, what are you doing here?
Well, Lois, I tried finding my creativity, like you said. Attention, everyone, mail call!
Meg, Teen People, Chris, Amazing Spider-Man, Lois, Redbook,
World War II Army Guy, a letter from your gal.
(ALL TAUNTING) Open that one up, buddy.
All right, at ease, at ease.
"Dear Willy, it's been awful lonesome since you've been away."
Hey, you hear that, fellas? She misses me!
(LAUGHING) You're all wet. Right, and shoot Pat Tillman.
No, no, no, no!
Well, you know what? You're gonna have to explain it to me again,
'cause it sounds to me like I'm repeating back to you exactly what you're telling me,
and obviously, you're hearing something different,
so just one more time.
Okay, when you see the Taliban come over the horizon, you shoot them.
All right, so I shoot Pat Tillman,
and then run when the Taliban show up. So, this is awkward, but...
have we ever actually, you know, met?
I mean, you know, I don't even know, say, for example, if you have a room up there.
You know, a room?
I have a room. What is it, Dad?
What, you haven't heard?
Fuck!
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word Peter, we're not gonna have this in our front yard.
It's racist, and for God's sake, you ruined your best suit.
Now, we're gonna have to get you a new one...
Shh! Lois, Lois, look.
Hey, guys. I just wanted to return your...
Oh! Oh, my God, it's Hitler! He's back!
He's back! Hurry, protect Jon Stewart!
He's our most important Jew! Mom, there is no way I'm sleeping in Chris' room this weekend!
It smells like old milk in there!
Hey, if I could find it, I'd clean it up!
Kids, keep it down.
I haven't even told your father that Aunt Marguerite is coming to visiT.
Who said Marguerite?
Peter, it's just for a week.
A week! Aw, jeez! No, no, no,
no, No! Please, God, kill me now. Stephanie Griffin.
Thank you, thank you.
Hey, what's the deal with Chunky bars, huh?
Chocolate with raisins in it.
Yeah, that's what kids want with their chocolate, fruit.
(ALL LAUGHING) Wow, that bit's killing.
Hey, Lois, great news. We can go back to Quahog.
Yeah, I know, Brian. No, Chris, you did the right thing.
It's only a matter of time before Mayor West signs that bill,
and you'll get to touch these.
Oh, boy, I got a feeling that before the end of the day,
I'm going to be burying my dog.
Whoa, whoa. I said you could touch my boobs. Let's start with that.
Look, Peter, if you can't get Brian to come out peacefully, Must be weird hanging out with us Muggles, huh, Brian?
Yeah.
Well, laundrium insertum. Huh? (LAUGHS) Oh, my God. All right, you obviously have no self-control,
so we've got to go back and do this again.
PAST BRIAN: Whoa, ass ahoy. All right, let's go.
PAST BRIAN: Hey, Peter, it's 7:00 and you've still got your pants on. Hey, guys. How you doing?
Not so good, Peter. Yeah, me either.
Thanks to you, TV's a vast wasteland.
You know how I know that phrase?
I read it in a book, you monster!
Come on, let me make it up to you. Let me buy you a beer.
No, that seat's taken. Move along, Peter.
What are you talking about? You guys are my pals.
We used to be, Peter. Now, scram. Well, sure, I... Wait, who's the fourth?
Oh, my new girlfriend. Here she is.
Jillian?
Hi, Brian. How are you?
Oh, he's doing great. Isn't that right, pal?
Guy looks like a million bucks, all green and wrinkly, right?
Oh, get in here.
(BOTH LAUGHING) Whoa, hey, oh! Come on, Barbie, let's go party
Ah, ah, ah, yeah
Oh, boy, this is going to be fun.
I haven't made a crank call in years.
(GIGGLING) Quiet, quiet. It's ringing.
LINDA: Hello? Hello, is this Linda Tripp?
Yes.
You shouldn't have talked, you stupid bitch! I hope you die! Peter, it's "Obama."
You-bama, Me-bama, We-bama, who cares?
It's a black guy in a suit, let's just marvel at that.
Gosh, Cleveland, it sure is great having you back at The Clam,
even if it's just for a week.
(PETER'S PHONE RINGING) My name is Cleveland Brown and I am proud to be... Oh, hang on, that's my cell phone.
Aw, Peter, you're using the song! Thank you. - Brian, look after the family.
- Aye, aye.
Chris, don't pick your bum. No promises.
Meg, if you get intimate with a guy, make him wear this.
Dad, that's a garbage bag. Don't you mean a condom?
Meg, hefty, hefty, hefty.
Wimpy, wimpy, wimpy.
Honey, be careful. This Pelican's Reef sounds dangerous.
That's why I built you a widow's walk, Lois. Wow, maybe, you should enter the contest, Dad.
I'll bet you could win.
Well, I would, Chris, if I wasn't so obsessed with my figure.
Wait a minute. Chris, have you ever eaten anything?
Only, like, all the time!
Perfect! Now we just need the 50 bucks.
Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have named that star for Mort.
(GROANS) Just give me the money. All right, come on, if Mission Control thought we could help get the shuttle out of orbit, it can't be that hard.
Okay, okay, uh, try this.
Hit up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start.
Then we'll have unlimited lives. Hey, I didn't know you guys work out here.
Yeah, it's a weekly regimen. Come on, come on, Cleveland, push it.
Come on, come on, push it, push it. Push it, come on, it's all you.
It's all you, it's all... Hey.
Glenn, Glenn, Glenn, Glenn, Glenn, Glenn, Glenn!
JOE: Will you guys quiet down?
I'm trying to concentrate on my cardio. See, Brian? This is exactly what I was talking about.
Look, Stewie, this doesn't necessarily mean things are going to turn out badly.
In fact, I bet, five years from now,
the world will still be better off for what I did.
Is that so?
Well, Brian, if you're that sure of yourself,
then let's go five years into the future, and you can prove me wrong.
Fine. Hey, Perez Hilton. How you doing, bitch?
Good, bitch. How are you, bitch? Good, bitch.
- What's new, bitch?
- Nothing, bitch.
Cool, bitch.
Bitch.
Wow, I can't believe I'm really here.
Who would've thought, me, Peter Griffin,
the guy who just two weeks ago drew a smiley face on his own testicle to make his son laugh... Well, I lost my train of thought. Hey, guys, how ya doin'? Come on in.
(RAPIDLY) No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Just go around it. He's not gonna hurt ya. Just go around it.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no.
All right, try just going under him. Okay, just remember to act confident. You're gonna do great.
You look real grown up.
Uh, yes, I'd like to buy some alcohol, please.
Okay, can I see your ID?
I don't have one.
You don't? No, it's me, Chris.
Oh, hey, Chris.
Hey, Carl. Can I buy some alcohol? Oh, God, just wipe your nose, man!
Can I have a hug, Brian?
Oh, no, no, God, no, no, not now, no!
I want a hug! I love...
No, no. Just wipe...
Oh, God, there's no Kleenex. I love you, Brian!
I love you so much! What? The marquee or the other thing?
Oh, What other thing?
You know. The sex with Simon. Why else would your name be first?
Well, It's obvious.
You know, Lead with strength,
Put your best foot forward,
et cetera, et cetera.
So, the sex was good?
Oh, Shut up,
you egotistical jerk!
You shut up, you sap-bellied strumpet!
Blimp-headed jackass! (ALL LAUGHING) Seriously, stop it!
Okay, did everyone else feel that?
I felt it. Oh, I felt it, too.
I felt whatever the most senior executive in this room felt.
Okay, good. So we all felt it.
Wait, you're not seriously considering him, are you?
James Woods is insane.
And on top of that, he's, like, 60.
The character of Byron is 25 years old. Well, We'll have to do something about that.
Peter, no! It's a boy!
Well, How do you like that?
Hey there, little fella.
Welcome to the planet Earth.
Cootchie, cootchie, cootchie, coo!
Hey, He takes after his Uncle Peter.
Peter, he's Carol's baby.
Give him to her.
Oh--oh, Ah, Yeah. What?
Something very special, Lois.
What is it, Dad?
What, you haven't heard?
Fuck!
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, everybody's heard about the bird Hey, Brian, welcome home!
How was your book signing?
Jeez, Lois, could I have, like, five minutes to decompress, please?
It was a really horrible flight,
and I was sitting next to a Japanese guy who had a cold.
I swear, Rupert, Brian has become a monster!
That trip was sheer hell. Who's Scott?
My soul mate, Lois.
I'm here, I'm queer, but don't get used to it, 'cause I'm leaving you.
What? I'm sorry, Lois.
I can't deny who I am any longer.
I am Peter Griffin, homosexual.
And that's how I'm gonna live my life.
Yeah, well, I think that's perfectly disgusting.
And you know, every time you do it, you're basically sodomizing Jesus. You busy right now?
No, I got a hand free. What's up?
Would you mind getting Loretta to sleep with you again?
I... Possibly. I mean, in what context?
Well, we're trying to make Cleveland see that she's no good and that he can't trust her,
and if he catches you guys in the act, then...
Okay, oh, no, no, okay. No, I'm... I'm with you now.
Yeah, no, yeah, you know, I can probably work that in.
Terrific. Thank you! In fact, I got you a bunch of new, top-notch, American-made stuff.
What else did you buy?
Oh, a couple things, that light fixture,
new heat regulator on your stove, your man-bra,
your garbage disposal, your dishwasher,
and your new cat.
(MOOING) Joseph! Joseph! Quagmire!
Wow, that's exotic.
All right, why don't you come up and join me on the stage?
(GASPS) Go, go, go, go, go! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, oh, my God! I hate you so much right now! PAST BRIAN: Whoa, ass ahoy.
All right, look, there we are.
PAST BRIAN: Hey, Peter, it's 7:00 and you've still got your pants on.
What's the occasion?
Stop! Both of you! What the hell?
Who are you? We're you, from the future.
Oh, boy, this can't be good news. Who screwed up?
Take a wild guess.
What did I do? Well, nothing yet, but listen.
Whatever you do, you cannot tell your former self, that Brian, about 9/11. Did you just growl? What robot growls?
That's Starscream. He's a Decepticon. I'm the Decepticons.
Look, why don't you just beat it?
All right, all right, relax. I'll just, I'll be this guy over here.
That's He-Man. We're playing Transformers.
Well, maybe this is the one where He-Man visits.
Brian, how is He-Man supposed to get to Cybertron?
Hey, "Up, up, and away," right? Boy, Lois, thanks so much for coming in and helping me get my work done.
Without you, Angela would have been all over my case.
Oh, it's all right, Peter,
I know it's tough for you to work with your hand injury.
Hey, you know, with you sitting there, it's kind of like you're my secretary.
Well, let's not get carried away, Peter. Now please, I'm trying to finish your work.
You know, Lois, if I'm your boss, I got to look like a boss. Oh, no, Chris, that's horrible.
All right, look, I'll tell you what.
I'll call Daddy and I'll see if there's anything he can do.
Good, 'cause I haven't been this miserable since I had to throw Rocky Balboa out of the Shamrock Meat Company.
Look, I'm sorry, I can't have you in here punching the meat.
I mean, there's really not too many things you can't do in here, Oh, my God, here comes Jared.
Wow, he's in kindergarten.
Hey, so you're the plug this year?
Hey, Jared. Yeah, I'm the plug.
Yeah, I was the plug three years in a row.
Like, I don't know that! Everybody knows that, Jared!
Well, listen, don't you try to be a Jared plug, all right? Hey, man, how do you think I feel, you know?
You get to look at my great house. I get to look at that dark thing, huh?
What, what is that, a candle over there? That's pretty sweet.
Yeah, it's a candle. We're freezing over here.
No one in my family's taken a bath in a month. We stink.
It stinks over here, you jerk.
I can't hear you over my central heating.
- Hey, why don't you go to hell, Edison.
- Hey, bite me, man. I know, I know, it's kind of silly,
but we were, you know, we were just a bunch of kids.
I'm sorry, go ahead, Mrs...
Wilson. Thank you, Peter.
Why don't you sit over there, next to Omar?
Omar is our top student,
and we're hoping he'll lead us to victory next week in the district spelling bee. You know, i--I just saw Don Giovanni.
In my opinion, The best opera of the 18th century.
Definitely.
And the--the use of recitative throughout.
I--i, Mozart was a geniuS.
Oh, Yeah. Reci-ta-tive is really, you know, where it's at.
Sir, are we ready to order?
Whoa, whoa, Hold on a second.
You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? Sure, Brian.
Ooh, Brian, can I do one? I love scratchers!
Well, all right, maybe just one.
Cherry.
Another cherry. Oh, come on, one more, one more!
(SCREAMING) Thanks, Carl. Yeah, you're welcome. That was fun. MAN: Now back to the MTV Movie Awards, hosted by Dane Cook.
Hey, everybody, what's up?
Dane Cook here in the house at the MTV Movie Awards.
What's up? What's up? Hey, you know what I hate?
When you eat an ice-cream cone and it's all, like, cold, and you're like...
(GROANING) And you're like, "Why didn't you warn me that's so cold?"
And he's like, "It's ice cream, dude."
And you're like, "Oh, man!" Want some more peas, Chief Diamond Phillips?
Peter, I really think you should put that back where you found it.
You know, Brian, I really don't think you should breast-feed the skull.
Uh, I'm not breast-feeding.
All right, fine. God, you're pushy.
Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck.
Hey, cut it out! So many nipples. Suck, suck, suck.
Knock it off! Oh, I'm Brian. I'm having sustenance.
What's wrong with you? Look at me, everybody. I used to think that John Lennon was kind of a jerk for saying The Beatles were bigger than Jesus,
but now, I mean, it's like, I'm not saying I am, but I get it.
You know, now that we have two minutes to kind of let the dust settle,
I just want to say that I'm really proud of you.
Hey, I'm proud of myself, man.
I mean, I think it's like... Oh, there's my little angel!
Here, let me get that for you, sweetie!
Thanks, Dad.
Wow, Peter, I gotta say,
you've really been true to your word about treating Meg better.
She's my only daughter, Lois. She needs to be protected,
like a rare gemstone or the herniated scrotum of an older gentleman.
Well, I think you've been wonderful. You know, Brian, if you like my poop going into your mouth,
we could just do that.
Shut up, Stewie.
Mom, can we go back to the vet and see the pretty vet assistant again?
Well, I guess if Brian gets sick again.
Oh, boy! Hey, Brian, look! Brian's sick. Mom, get your keys! God, I should take her out right here with these, man.
Oh, hey, Lois. Oh, you like staring?
Oh, why don't I give you a closer look?
(EXCLAIMS) Yeah, you want some of this, Maury Po'bitch?
(EXCLAIMING) Oh, oh, what's that? Oh, you come back for more, huh?
(EXCLAIMING) I'd freaking drop her ass. You look real grown up.
Uh, yes, I'd like to buy some alcohol, please.
Okay, can I see your ID?
I don't have one.
You don't? No, it's me, Chris.
Oh, hey, Chris.
Hey, Carl. Can I buy some alcohol?
No. Oh, okay.
Hey, you know what's a great movie? You know, Peter, I just want to thank you for all you've done for me.
You are one hell of an agent.
Well, with you as a client, it's easy.
(ON INTERCOM) Mr. Griffin? Yes, Sandra?
You have a secretary?
She calls herself an assistant, but yes.
What is it, Sandra?
There's a man here to see you.
He says he wants to talk to you about being his agent.
Really? Well, then, by all means, send him in! The Little Engine That Will, Or Get Great Shame.
Oh, there you are. All right, come on, Brian. Let's get out of here.
PAST STEWIE: Blast, that draggle-tailed,
blunt-edged, matriarchal despot!
Who the deuce does she think she is?
(GASPS) Quick, Brian, hide!
I shall cleverly disguise this lethal plasma disruptor device as a tuna fish sandwich, Of course, With Johnny, you'd get the financial security.
I--I'd go with Johnny.
Oh, Great.
Brian.
Uh, h-Hey, Joe, ha! How's it going?
Pretty good. You were, uh, doing A little swerving back there.
Uh, yeah, Yeah well, you know, m-me and the boys were just--
Whoa! You're off the meter, Brian. Where was I supposed to be offended within that remark?
Can we... Can we leave, Lois?
Actually, we are leaving.
We're hitting another insane party across town.
What, you mean now?
Look, my ears are ringing, my foot arches are hurting,
and I have to go to work in, like, 45 minutes.
Peter, you sound like an old fart.
I thought you liked having a hot, young wife. Hey, Perez Hilton. How you doing, bitch?
Good, bitch. How are you, bitch? Good, bitch.
- What's new, bitch?
- Nothing, bitch.
Cool, bitch.
Bitch.
Wow, I can't believe I'm really here.
Who would've thought, me, Peter Griffin, Hey, Dad, I can see a white light at the end of a long tunnel.
Oh, that's great, son. Light is good.
Run towards the light.
No, Chris! No!
Run away from the light!
Hey, Dad, do you think they got Gumbel 2 Gumbel in heaven?
Yes, son, and there's no reruns or commercials, Oh, please, they choose that.
(DOORKNOB RATTLING) (TALKING RAPIDLY) Hey, hey, hey, hey! What's up, party people?
What the hell are these things, curtains or something? Boring!
Holy smoke, it's crowded in here.
Hey!
There, that's terrific. It opens up the whole room.
Peter, there you are. Where the hell have you been?
I've been worried sick.
Oh, so I had a few Red Bulls, drove to New York. Well, Kevin, I would say, first of all, don't shave or shower.
Okay, I won't.
- And you just got out of bed, right?
- Yeah.
I would say, just go ahead and wear that tank top all day.
Okay.
All right, so we covered the hygiene, no collared shirts.
Oh, and don't forget to walk around with an undeserved sense ofaccomplishment. I'll do it.
Hey, Griffins, just checking in.
Oh, my God!
Holy crap!
Stewie, you killed him! He's dead!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God, what are we gonna do?
Oh, poor Cleveland.
It's all right, Lois, he's in Heaven now. Yeah, uh, I'm looking for toilet-training books.
Oh, yes. We can help you there.
Uh, Everybody Poops is still the standard, of course.
We've also got the less popular Nobody Poops But You.
Ha, Well, see, we're Catholic, so, uh--
oh, Then you want You're a Naughty Child And That's concentrated Evil Coming Out the Back of You.
Perfect! Oh, Chris, my baby!
Hi, Mom and Dad.
Everybody, this is my wife, Loka. We're married.
Well, maybe here, but not in America, where God pays attention.
Now, get your things together. We're leaving right now.
Mom, I'm not going anywhere. I'm happy here. Well, It just makes me sad.
Hey, It makes me sad, too. But, uh, you know.
I mean, if Meg's at risk, then so is Chris.
And Stewie'll be in preschool before we know it.
Well, we just have to trust our kids to stay off drugs, is all.
I do trust our kids.
It's the other kids I don't trust.
Yeah. Yeah, well, you know, I guess it's-- it's up to us, as parents, You're funny.
Ah, Brian, please come in.
Can my wife, Stacy, get you anything?
Go to hell, Tom.
Already there, hon.
Yes, well, uh, Mr. Tucker, uh, it seems your son Jake had some vodka at the school dance and, uh, Chris got blamed for it. I say the media has totally blown this whole thing out of proportion.
Okay, I go in store. I throw backpack. Big boom.
No, no, no. You are big boom. Big hero.
Okay, right. So I throw backpack,
come back and have big hero party with many virgins.
No, no, no, no, no. You boom! Okay, okay. I put on backpack, boom. Chris, Stewie, Meg, Joe, Bonnie, Quagmire, Cleveland,
Mort, Seamus, Adam West, Dr. Hartman, Bruce,
Carter, Babs, Tom Tucker, Angela, Opie, Carl, Herbert,
Jillian, Consuela, Giant Chicken, Greased-up Deaf Guy! Thinking about your sideburns?
Yeah. No, no, no, no. You're not a complete jackass, yeah.
Oh, hey, nice T-shirt. "Phresh", and it's spelled with a "P-H".
Oh, that's fun, 'cause it's usually spelled with an "F".
Yeah. Oh, and you got a little tear on your pants, there.
Oh, that's on purpose, though, isn't it?
Yeah. Yeah, you're a bad boy. You're a bad boy. So, you know, believe me, I hear loud and clear where you're...
Wait a second!
No, I won't talk to her!
And I want you to stay the hell away from her!
Peter, it's me, Quagmire. This is what I do.
Besides, Meg is 18 now, and you've gotta let go.
You've done your job. It's my turn now.
Look, Quagmire, you're one of my best pals,
and I'm asking you not to do this. Oh, my God. Wow! We love that show.
Oh, That is awesome. Hey, hi.
You're on it.
Oh, wow.
Glenn, you sure you want to do this?
I already told you I forgive you.
No, No, I feel like I got off too easy.
All right. If you insist.
You, uh, wanna ring the bell, Apollo? go make sure Peter has his, uh,
fire engine.
Oh, really? But I was enjoying our talk.
Oh, no, I... So was I, but, you know,
I've, really, I should... I should go.
No. I don't think so.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, it was you. Oh, my God!
Well, well, I think we've found our killer.
Oh, now, now, wait a minute, that's not mine!
I suppose it crawled under your bed all by itself.
Well, maybe it did. I didn't murder anybody.
Tell it to Mike Judge.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. This is crazy. the Revil Days and the Jue Blays.
(KNOCKING) Hey, Peter, you got a minute?
Oh, yeah, sure. Come on in, Quagmire.
Listen, I need to ask you to do something, and it's something huge.
I mean, it's, like, the biggest thing a guy could ever ask his friend to do.
Hey, we're best pals, right? Whatever you need. I'm pretty sure our washing machine is pregnant.
I don't even know how that's scientifically possible.
Life, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
finds a way.
You know, maybe you guys should help find Chris a hobby.
That might occupy him and get his mind on other things.
Hey, man, lay off the kid.
I say, if it feels good, do it.
Stewie, you don't do that yet. Mmm.
Oh! Ugh!
Mmm.
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey lois, What are your parents doing here?
Oh, They surprised us with a visit after I told them about your recent discovery.
Yes. Peter, we hear you're a Negro now.
Yep. I even got my own posse.
Hey, uh, Big Dog, T-Bone, Shades, A-well-a bird, bird, bird Well, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird Well, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a, don't you know about the bird All right, this is bullshit, all right?
I can't follow what's going on anymore,
and I'm assuming the rest of you can't, either.
So let's make this easy and take a vote.
How many think we should prevent 9/11? Raise your hands.
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine...
Okay, all right, looks like 42.
All right, who votes yes, 9/11? No, no, no. Don't do that. Don't try to turn my words on me.
And, you know what, take that sweater off. You look like a little fag.
Okay, well, now you're just being an asshole.
Well, you might as well get used to it.
You're gonna be hearing a lot worse once you go to school.
Are you trying to hurt me? Because you've succeeded.
Oh, just calling it like I see it.
Oh, I see. Is that what we're doing?
All right, well, I'll play that game with you. (AUDIENCE APPLAUDING) Wait a minute, you're not James Woods.
Oh, I believe I am.
Driver's license, Social Security card, American Express.
What the hell is he doing?
Wow, I guess you are James Woods.
So, now, let me understand this, what are you here to promote, James?
Well, Dave, I have a hilarious new movie coming out on HBO next month. Giggity.
Giggity.
(MIMICKING JAWS THEME) Gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi,
gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi,
gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, gi-gi, giggity! No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no. And, As soon as the baby can crawl,
it'll probably leave me, too,
just like my 8 husbands.
Um, hey, Carol.
It's me, Ted.
Listen, i--I came back,
because I love you, and uh--
Nah--nah, I'm just kidding.
It's me, Peter.
It was so nice of you to come, Peter.
You're so considerate.
Aw, It was nothing. My son, Hidalgo. And my cousin, Vinny.
Hey, how you doing? Give me a word, any word at all...
and I'll pronounce it funny for a nickel.
- Hello?
- Hi, Mom.
- Chris, are you all right?
- Chris, buddy, thank God you're okay!
- Hi, Dad.
- Hey, this has been driving me crazy. What are we fighting about?
You know, I have completely forgotten. Me, too.
Something about a coupon?
I cannot for the life of me remember.
Oh, my God, that's ridiculous.
You know what, I just... I hope I didn't hurt you because I'd feel terrible about that. No, no, no. I'm all right.
But, listen, you know what, let me make it up to you.
Why don't you let my wife and I take you out to dinner.
Well, that sounds lovely. Okay, I'll behave.
Yes, you will.
Look, Peter, all I'm saying is,
those guys have been with Daddy for years.
How are you supposed to run that company without them?
That's it, Lois, you're fired.
Chris, you are now Meg's mother.
Ooh, Peter, your muscles are so muscley.
I am gonna plow you so hard later. Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta-ta, ta-ta
ta, ta, ta, ta, ta-ta, ta-ta, ta you were in a little over your head, but...
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I was in over my head?
Yeah, but, Stewie, this isn't about all the things you did wrong.
It's about me apologizing.
Okay, then apologize.
- I just did.
- No, you didn't.
You just said it's about me apologizing.
That's not actually apologizing.
All right, Stewie, I'm sorry that I made you uncomfortable and put you in a situation that you clearly couldn't handle. Ooh. There's Joe. Say, "Joe, I think you're cool."
Joe, I think you're cool.
Well, thank you, Brian.
That's gonna get me through the rest of this yard work.
"No, just kidding, you suck."
No, just kidding, you suck.
STEWIE: "Queer." Queer.
(SIGHING) Well, there goes my smile. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight And a one, two, three, four And a five, and a six and a seven. Oh!
A bag o' weed, a bag o' weed
Oh, everything is better with a bag o' weed
You're a happy guy when you plant the seed
Because everything is better with a bag o' weed Well, Peter, our marriage has suffered a serious trial,
but I think we can get through it.
Me, too, Lois. It's just going to take a little work.
In the meantime, I guess I better clear the air with Clinton.
Hey, listen, Bill, you and I need to have a talk.
Boy, you are good. You are really good. Yeah, but I got you good, Lois.
Admit it. Just say it, I got you.
(LAUGHING) Oh, all right, you got me.
(BOTH LAUGHING) I told you.
Oh, my God.
Oh, no, what happened here?
We got into a little accident.
It's all right. Oh, no.
Well, I guess accidents happen when you least expect them. Hey, whoa, whoa. Look, I didn't mean to start anything.
Let's just forget it, okay? We're having a good time.
I don't want to forget it.
How dare you tell me that my life doesn't have purpose?
No, that's not what I said. That's what you're saying.
No, no, no. Don't do that. Don't try to turn my words on me.
And, you know what, take that sweater off. You look like a little fag.
Okay, well, now you're just being an asshole. Oh, hey, nice T-shirt. "Phresh", and it's spelled with a "P-H".
Oh, that's fun, 'cause it's usually spelled with an "F".
Yeah. Oh, and you got a little tear on your pants, there.
Oh, that's on purpose, though, isn't it?
Yeah. Yeah, you're a bad boy. You're a bad boy.
Society wants your pants to be intact,
but you're just not gonna listen, are you? Attention, everyone, mail call!
Meg, Teen People, Chris, Amazing Spider-Man, Lois, Redbook,
World War II Army Guy, a letter from your gal.
(ALL TAUNTING) Open that one up, buddy.
All right, at ease, at ease.
"Dear Willy, it's been awful lonesome since you've been away."
Hey, you hear that, fellas? She misses me!
(LAUGHING) You're all wet. That--That comes out of my paycheck if you-- if you take it.
Oh, oh, really?
Uh... Yeah.
Well, I can't in all good conscience take that, then.
Oh, oh, good. Uh, thank you. Thank you, that's... Yeah. Yeah.
No. I'm--I'm, I'm a working man myself.
No. It's tough out there. Yeah.
You know, you can't...
You got to find a way. It's tough, it is.
All right. Well, uh, can you stop this thing so we can get off? Hi, everybody! Oh, my gosh! I never thought I'd meet Glenn's friends!
Yeah. I figured, why not?
You know, you, we, you and I see each other from time to time.
Oh, my God! We, like, never see each other! This guy!
You, like, disappear for a month and then you call me?
So silly! Okay, so what do you think you can bring to our group,
guys who have been in the country almost long enough to not have accents?
Well, friend, if you're looking for fun times,
we're the males for you.
(CHUCKLES) You said it to him, mick.
Last night we went to club and it was totally bitches.
Oh! We had to wait in line for, like, 0.7 hours,
but then we made friends with the brown bouncer, I can see why. I mean, that halibut was...
That may have been the best halibut I've ever had.
Well, I'm glad we talked you out of the pork chops, huh?
Yes! Thank you!
Oh, oh, let me, let me, let... I'll get that. I'll get that.
Oh, no, no, no, no. I got it.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm taking care of this.
No, no, no, your money's no good here.
No, my food was more expensive. I feel bad if... Until you have a child, you do not understand.
- Okay?
- Jesus.
It's been like this all week. Watch this.
Hey, Brian, what would you do if Dylan fell out a window?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God! I don't even want to think about that.
I don't even want to think about that. Oh, God. Oh, my God. Oh, no.
Brian, what would you do if Dylan was in a fire?
Oh, my God. Oh, no. Oh, my God. Oh, that's... PETER: Oh, Lois. I have no idea if we're doing it or if that's just the back of your knee,
but either way, it feels so good.
LOIS: Oh, Peter, you're on my arm. It hurts.
Oh! My chest hurts, too.
Oh, my God.
Peter, I think I'm having a heart attack.
Oh, me, too, sweetie. Me, too. Hey, anybody make a Jessica Tandy joke yet?
No! Awesome. I'll be right down.
Hey, Brian, who are you dating? Jessica Tandy?
Son of a bitch! Damn it, Chris, I called that from upstairs!
What are you guys talking about? She's a beautiful woman.
You know, Lois, you, of all people, should be pleased.
I mean, all the crap I take for dating young bimbos.
How old is she, Brian? Hells, yeah!
It is the only rooftop pool in Providence.
No offense, but this place is awesome.
Where was I supposed to be offended within that remark?
Can we... Can we leave, Lois?
Actually, we are leaving.
We're hitting another insane party across town.
What, you mean now?
Look, my ears are ringing, my foot arches are hurting,
and I have to go to work in, like, 45 minutes. His friend are coming over soon for dinner.
So, remember, Chris, no staring.
And, Meg, you know how it is to be different, so be very nice.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Well, hi, you guys. I'm so glad you could come over.
Everyone, I'd like you to meet Ida.
Hello, everyone! No, not AA. A-A-A.
Yeah, that's what I said. AA, eh?
So you are with AAA?
Oh, no, that's A-A-A. I just came from AA, eh?
Huh? Stewie, I think he's just a drunk.
Well, drunk or not, can you help us?
I can if you want to join AA, eh?
No, I'm already a member of A-A-A. I need help with the car.
Oh, I see. Yeah, looks like you got some water leakage. (SIGHS) Chris! It's time for supper!
(CHRIS SQUEALING) Whoa, there! Whoa, there! Whoa, there!
Whoa, there! Whoa, there! Whoa, there!
Whoa, there! Whoa, there! Whoa, there!
Whoa, there! Whoa, there! Whoa, there!
Whoa, there! Whoa, there! Whoa, there!
All right. I am ready for the rodeo. Time to spin the wheel.
Top winner for the day is Peter,
so you're gonna be the first to spin it.
Go ahead, Peter, close as you can to a dollar without going over.
(BEEPING)
All right, while we're waiting for the wheel to spin,
you want to say hi to anybody?
Oh, yeah, Drew, I want to say hi to Lois, Brian,
Chris, Stewie, Meg, Joe, Bonnie, Quagmire, Cleveland, Sir, yes, sir!
The concept of a geocentric universe gets you sexually excited, doesn't it?
Sir, yes, sir!
You want to make 16th century mathematician Johannes Kepler your bitch, don't you?
Sir, yes, sir!
Welcome, apprentices.
It's him.
Look alive, ladies. Allow me to introduce the best of the best, Looks like we got a joker here.
What's your name, soldier?
Sir, McArdle, sir!
Well, no shit!
You look like some kind of joker to me. What's your name, soldier?
Sir, McArdle, sir!
Are you fucking shitting me? Probably some kind of joker.
What's your name, soldier?
Sir, McArdle, sir!
Well, la-dee-fucking-da! Oh, that is terrific!
It's about time you two settled down.
Oh, you hear that, Meg?
Guys can marry other guys now.
So... This is awkward, but, uh,
I mean, if they can do that, that's pretty much it for you, isn't it?
I mean, you might as well pack it in. Game over. Peter, what the hell? Where's your ski mask?
It's kind of hard to breathe in those things,
so I just dressed up like Harry Potter.
(SIGHS) All right, let's go.
Lois, if anything should happen to us, I want you to know,
I haven't been happy for a long time.
Yes, Peter, you've told me that, like, 10 times. Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine...
Okay, all right, looks like 42.
All right, who votes yes, 9/11?
(MUMBLING) Okay, all right, 57. All right, 9/11 wins.
Wait, wait, shouldn't it be an even number?
Why is the total an odd number?
Oh, yeah, I think one of the Brians died. seeing as how I'm not a real man anymore.
Honey, it was just a simple operation.
It's no reason to give up on your sex life.
I don't know, Lois. I'm just not feeling it anymore.
Besides, it gives me time to try new things,
like that time I tried wearing adult diapers.
Hey, Lois. Hey, kids.
Oh, boy, that smells delicious.
You know, I'd love to stay and eat with you, Uh, kind of bad timing, but gin.
Hey, Lois, that not-Stewie kid fell over!
Oh, my God, he's unconscious! Peter, what happened?
Ah, you know me, Lois, I don't pry.
Peter, he's not moving! We gotta get him to the hospital!
You got it, Lois! To the Peter-rang! but I'm glad I'm finally an American again.
Being an immigrant is a real pain in the ass.
I'm glad, too, Peter, but I did enjoy learning about another culture.
Yeah, you know, so did I. Well, I guess everything's back to normal.
Well, I guess everything's back to normal Oh, man, not this guy again.
Oh, man, not this guy again (FARTS) Fart! What's with all these labels, man?
Autobots, Decepticons, gay, straight,
just pick a few robots, and let's party.
Hey, what's going on in here?
Oh, hello, Brian. We're playing Transformers.
Oh, cool. Who's this little guy?
It's my new friend, Scotty.
Do you mind? We're busy. Oh.
Hi, doggie. You want to play with us?
Scotty, Scotty, it's fine. It's fine.
You don't have to. He doesn't know Transformers. You want a treat? You want a treat, boy?
That's good! That's good! But you really have one, right?
Oh, yeah, yeah. And we're going for that walk?
Oh, yeah, definitely. And I'll give you a bath!
- No, no, no!
- Sorry, sorry.
I'll let you go for a ride in the car!
Oh, you better not be lying!
You want to sleep in the bed with us?
Yes! I never get to! It must be a special occasion.
You got it! You're through! Yes. All right, what do I do?
Just press the red button. (SIGHS) Okay, one more minute, and then if there are two pink lines...
Oh, God, I hope you're not pregnant.
We can't afford another kid.
We already got Chris, Stewie, Richie,
Joanie, Greg, Marcia, Bobby, Jan,
Mike Seaver, Carol Seaver, Boner, Urkel, Mr. Furley... Yeah, about that,
uh, I was pretty sure I was gonna die, uh,
'cause, actually, th-there's this girl in New York,
and it's--it's getting kinda serious.
But... You know, thanks for letting me draw you naked.
I still can't believe you let me do that!
So, what, You're saying the only way to make the world right is for me to kill someonE? Hey, Brian. Oh, Meg. Hey.
Hey, listen, I hope you're feeling all right about our little talk the other day.
You know, about us being just friends and all.
Oh, yeah. No, I'm fine, I'm fine.
And, hey, look I... I wanted to thank you for being so great to me.
- So, I baked you a pie.
- Oh, wow. Hey, that looks delicious. I stand behind my decision.
This press conference is over.
I can't see you now. I can't hear you now. You're not here now.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Well, there you have it. Back to you, Tom. Just remember, fat man, those jugs are mine until the milk dries up.
Then you can have the remains.
So, basically, what Orwell was saying was, "It's not perfect but I'll take it."
All right, moving on--
CHRIS: Sorry, I'm late, Mrs. Lockhart.
Oh, my God, Chris! What are you doing? How are you okay with this?
Well, if we make it to the summit,
I could pee there, and then it would be mine.
'Cause the rule is, the highest pee wins.
Okay, gang, once we arrive in Nepal,
we'll get all the supplies we need for the trip up Everest.
Okay, but remember, kids,
the people there have never seen people before.
So when they walk up to you, quickly stuff a dollar bill in their mouth. Oh, my God! Oh, my God, Daddy!
Yeah, I feel really horrible for you, and I hate to do this,
but I'm trying to catch a 4:50 movie, and it's, like, 4:40 now,
and so if I'm gonna make it, I have to leave, like, now.
Yeah, this stinks, Easy, easy... Wait! Wait, wait...
Stop! Stop, stop...
What? What, what?
- No, no, no. Twist it.
- I am.
No, no, no. The other way.
Which way? You're twisting the wrong way.
What do you want me to do?
Just look down, look at me, look what I'm doing.
- All right, see the way I'm twisting it?
- Yeah.
Right, turn it that way from your end.
Okay.
No, no, no. Just put it down, This poor gentleman used to speak in long, eloquent sentences,
but after years of drinking,
he can only speak in short, choppy utterances.
Why, at one time, if you asked him who his favorite musicians were,
he'd say Leonard Bernstein, Johann Sebastian Bach and Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
But thanks to that old devil hooch, it's all changed.
- Who's your favorite musician, Ollie?
- Cher!
He doesn't even like Cher. Jesus Christ. Oh, Jesus?
(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)
Hey, well, Jesus, welcome to the show.
Thanks, Jay. Glad to be here.
So, Jesus, what've you been doing since you've been back?
Oh, you know, just kind of bumming around,
playing a little Call of Duty 4,
eating a lot of Pinkberry.
(MUMBLING INCOHERENTLY) Okay, everybody, tonight I've got a real treat for you.
We've all seen your compilation video, Brian.
Shatner singing Rocket Man,
drunk Orson Welles doing that commercial,
Sylvester Stallone in that porno,
and Bill Cosby beating up that midget.
Wait, I don't remember that last one.
Yeah, it's freaking brutal, for no reason, you know?
The poor little guy's just sitting there eating his Snack Pack. Peter, don't!
Nice going, jackass. Look what you did.
Hey. Hey, excuse the hell out of me for trying to brighten your day with music, all right?
You idiot, use your brain. You're an idiot.
(ALL CLAMORING) Stop, stop, stop. Stop, stop, stop, stop.
Oh, man, we're going to need some butter or something. Boy, Lois, thanks so much for coming in and helping me get my work done.
Without you, Angela would have been all over my case.
Oh, it's all right, Peter,
I know it's tough for you to work with your hand injury.
Hey, you know, with you sitting there, it's kind of like you're my secretary.
Well, let's not get carried away, Peter. Now please, I'm trying to finish your work. What's the big deal? There's my little man!
(STEWIE EXCLAIMING)
Done!
Wow, Dad, that was pretty cool.
Can I try some Red Bull?
Oh, my God, can you try some Red Bull?
Chris, I'd take it as an insult if you didn't.
Here you go, have some cans, one, two, three, four, five. Whoa, whoa, what--what the hell are you guys doing here?
I'm sorry. We happen to be here to solve a case.
Uh, we were here first.
Well, you know, this is a free country, dude,
and we are here to go to work.
Free country, but this is our beat, you know?
Yeah, but we are here to go to work.
We've been called, and that's why we're here.
You know what? I tell you. (AUDIENCE APPLAUDING) Hey, everybody, welcome back to The Price Is Right.
Time to spin the wheel.
Top winner for the day is Peter,
so you're gonna be the first to spin it.
Go ahead, Peter, close as you can to a dollar without going over.
(BEEPING)
All right, while we're waiting for the wheel to spin,
you want to say hi to anybody?
Oh, yeah, Drew, I want to say hi to Lois, Brian, Don't panic, Lois, we'll find him.
I'm good at picking people out of a crowd.
Oh, gosh, this is hard.
Yeah, could I get a better look at number two?
And, number four, could you step forward, too?
Okay, number five, look at number one.
Look at him like you haven't seen him in a while and you're happy. Are you? Are you a better person?
What's your point, Meg?
My point is that with all the irresponsible,
reckless, idiotic behavior in your past,
that somehow, (SCOFFS) somehow, you have the nerve,
the arrogance, to consistently and ruthlessly point out my shortcomings.
All right, well, fine, okay? The spirit of the red, white and blue
I am so glad Brian brought us out here, Lois.
He's a real pal, you know that?
Well, it's actually Brian I need to talk to you about.
Boy, he's a hell of a guy, isn't he?
I mean, Quagmire's a lot of fun at a party,
but, you know, he's so horny all the time, I feel like I can't trust him. That guy changed the past all the time!
Quick, Brian! Get down!
Hey, Peter, my thing went off. Your thermostat okay?
PETER: Yeah, it's all right. Hey, is my kid over here?
MAN: Forget it. False alarm.
Whoa, ass ahoy.
Hey, Peter, it's 7:00 and you've still got your pants on.
What's the occasion?
You know, I'm only telling you this now, And you, give this old bastard the ride of his life.
Yeah!
All right, go, Carter!
(SHOUTING) Get some! Get some!
Hey, Joe, that's, like, right in my fucking ear.
(STUTTERS) Look, I... Stop it! Peter, I...
Whoa! (LAUGHS) Boy, she's bendy! Wow! Yes! All right, Joe, we're here.
All right, Peter, Quagmire, start the diversion.
Cleveland, find that door.
PETER: Check.
QUAGMIRE: Check.
Hey, fellows, knock off all that high-society crap and play some of this.
One, two, three, four. And, uh, I'll take the hat rack.
Um, hey, how much for that fat guy in the circle?
I don't see a price tag on that.
REGIS: That's you. Oh, embarrassing.
Okay, well, in that case, I'll take the rest on a gift certificate.
Oh, sweetie, you look so handsome on TV.
I can't believe you actually won. Oh, relax? Oh, okay. Oh, look, I just tapped my ball.
Oh! Just tapped it again! Oh. Oh. Tap, tap, tap.
Oh, where is it? Oh, it's in the hole. Eagle! Yay, Quagmire!
Hey, Quagmire. You know it's not fun when you're like this. MARY ELLEN: Goodnight, Jim-Bob.
JIM-BOB: Goodnight, Mary Ellen.
Goodnight, Pa. PA: Goodnight, Jim-Bob.
Goodnight, Elizabeth. ELIZABETH: Goodnight, Pa.
Goodnight, Ma. MA: Goodnight, Elizabeth.
Goodnight, John-Boy.
Goodnight, John-Boy.
(FOOTSTEPS) (DOOR OPENING) John-Boy? Boy, I sure am happy to be back.
Yeah, Peter, we thought we'd lost you for good.
And luckily, I don't know many words,
so I was able to relearn them all in a day.
Don't ever leave us again, Dad.
Sorry, Chris, but this weekend,
Quagmire's taking me to a Canadian strip club.
He said he's put together a very special surprise, just for me. A white man shouldn't play sports in the first place.
Hey, hey, hey! That's a stroke!
I just tapped my ball, Quagmire. Relax.
Oh, relax? Oh, okay. Oh, look, I just tapped my ball.
Oh! Just tapped it again! Oh. Oh. Tap, tap, tap.
Oh, where is it? Oh, it's in the hole. Eagle! Yay, Quagmire! No, I'm Olympic swimmer Mark Spitz.
Oh, you mean, like, if he dove into the shallow end?
No. Regular Mark Spitz.
Wait, are you Stephen Hawking at the beach?
No, I'm Mark Spitz! He won seven gold medals!
Oh, I get it. You're crippled Magnum, P.I.
I'm... Fine, I'm crippled Magnum, P.I. The jungle gym is the grocery store, the swing set is the mall,
the seesaw is the post office,
and the sandbox is our summer home.
Can you believe it, Brian? We... We have a summer home!
I mean, yes, we'll...
We'll have to rent it out some years to help pay for...
Oh, no, wait, no, we won't,
because I'm a famous race car driver. I forgot!
Stewie, you're not a race car driver. Right, right, honey? Yeah. They couldn't seat us for, like, an hour, so we ended up coming here and we just loved it. Loved it.
I can see why. I mean, that halibut was...
That may have been the best halibut I've ever had.
Well, I'm glad we talked you out of the pork chops, huh?
Yes! Thank you!
Oh, oh, let me, let me, let... I'll get that. I'll get that.
Oh, no, no, no, no. I got it.
No, no, no, no, no. I'm taking care of this. All right, while we're waiting for the wheel to spin,
you want to say hi to anybody?
Oh, yeah, Drew, I want to say hi to Lois, Brian,
Chris, Stewie, Meg, Joe, Bonnie, Quagmire, Cleveland,
Mort, Seamus, Adam West, Dr. Hartman, Bruce,
Carter, Babs, Tom Tucker, Angela, Opie, Carl, Herbert,
Jillian, Consuela, Giant Chicken, Greased-up Deaf Guy!
Okay. I'm sure they're happy to hear that. no, No! Please, God, kill me now.
No, no, Damn, crap, damn it to hell, son of a--
Peter!
Lois, sometimes it's appropriate to swear.
Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?
I do.
You bastard.
I love Aunt Marguerite.
Because if it wasn't for her,
I never would've met you, Peter. I got an idea.
One of us should pretend we're hurt, and when the guards come in to give him medical attention, we'll jump them.
That's perfect, Joe.
Hey, Cleveland, you got a pencil on you?
Oh, gosh, I don't know.
- Oh, wait, here you go.
- Thanks.
(SCREAMS) What the hell?
Hey, help, help! We have an emergency!
You dick!
What's going on in here? 'Cause everybody's heard that the bird is the word.
A-b-b-bird, bird, bird, the bird's the word A-b-b-bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word A-b-b-bird, bird, bird... Oh, God, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Look, just go to sleep, all right? No, no, Stewie, go away!
Brian, don't be mean to him.
Yes, Brian, if you're mean to me, I'll stop paying the rent.
What did he say?
Nothing.
That's right, I'm paying Mr. Lickity Self's half of the rent.
Is that true?
All right, yes, fine, it's true. What is that thing? Joe! Get inside!
- It's tearing up my yard!
- Oh, oh God!
Oh, my God! No, no!
oh, Joe,
- oh, I am sorry, buddy.
- it's ok.
Are you ok? You all right? Look, It's ok.
It's Ok, I'm fine. Oh, boy.
Everybody's fine. Oh, That was scary. What? What do you mean, what?
You replaced my Jack Daniels with flat Diet Coke.
No, I didn't.
And you're noticing this at 8:20 in the morning?
What has happened to your life? Do you need to talk?
Just stay away from my booze!
It wasn't me, Brian.
Well, if it wasn't you, who was it?
I mean, there's a lot of weird stuff going on around here lately.
Just yesterday, somebody gave Peter a "hot-butt."
La, la, la, la, la. So, this chick goes on a date with this guy that she wants to fuck,
but she's worried 'cause she's got, like, a huge vagina from fucking so many other guys.
So, she gets a piece of liverwurst, and shoves it up in her vagina,
so that when he fucks her, it'll feel tighter.
Peter, maybe this isn't family conversation.
No, wait, Lois, shut the fuck up.
So, she puts the liverwurst in her vagina, Well, I'm enjoying you, too, Jerome. Welcome to the clan.
I mean, I'm glad we got to hang. I mean, you're a good negro.
- No, I...
- Relax, man. I like you, too.
Okay, yeah, that's all I was trying to... Yeah, good evening. Hi, fellas.
Hey, look, it's Snoopy.
Hey, Snoopy, where's Woodstock?
Ah, that's... That's a good one.
Listen, my friend, Stewie, he's just a baby,
and you guys took his candy earlier.
What do you say you just give it back,
and we all forget this ever happened? You know, Stewie, I'm really glad I gave you another chance.
You're a really special guy.
I know.
No, no, I'm kidding. I'm not really that self-centered.
But, you know, Olivia, I can't think of any place I'd rather be than right here, right now with you.
Oh, look at this guy. Now, there's someone who cuts his own hair. No offense, but this place is awesome.
Where was I supposed to be offended within that remark?
Can we... Can we leave, Lois?
Actually, we are leaving.
We're hitting another insane party across town.
What, you mean now?
Look, my ears are ringing, my foot arches are hurting,
and I have to go to work in, like, 45 minutes.
Peter, you sound like an old fart. I hate you so much, I want to shoot you in your face.
All right. Honey, I like you,
but you're just not right for this competition.
Yo, dawg, I gotta tell you, for me, man,
that was not even half good, dude.
You can't sing. What are you doing, Stewie?
(SOBBING) I don't even care. They don't know what they's talking about. Hey, Come on, Stewie.
Your mom and I have something for you.
Oh, Let me guess.
You've picked out yet another colorful box with a crank that I'm expected to turn, and turn, until...
Ooh! big shock, a jack pops out.
And, You laugh, and the kids laugh, and the dog laughs,
and I die a little inside.
Surprise, honey!
A trikie! - No, I...
- Relax, man. I like you, too.
Okay, yeah, that's all I was trying to... Yeah, good evening.
Thanks for the lift home, Jerome.
Hey, if you got time to come in, I'd love for you to meet my wife.
I got time for whatever I want, fool.
My watch don't tell time. I tell it. Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser!
Pow, right in the kisser!