Family Guy

Peter: How can you leave me now Ben Stiller when I need you the most? Ben Stiller: I'm sorry Peter, but there are other children who need my help. Peter: I guess I was wrong to think you'd always be with me. Ben Stiller: I'll always be with you Peter. (His ears start flapping and he flies away) Peter: His movies are terrible.

(Peter is buried under Joe and his friends) Peter: Ben Stiller, help me! Ben Stiller: No, Peter. I heard what you said about my movies. Peter: How? Ben Stiller: (points at his ears) Hello?! Peter: Ah, go to hell, you mutant offspring of comedy people!

Peter: Oh, God. I hope there's not one of those angry, handicapped Vietnam guys with a bandana on his head. Oh, there he is. Crazy Vietnam Guy: I've seen some things, man, and some stuff. I wouldn't recommend it.

Peter: Alright everybody, only three hours till open. Oh, this is going to be the coolest place in Quahog. All the movers and shakers and big wigs are going to eat here. But not the small wigs... (Camera shifts to a guy with a small wig near entrance of restaurant.) Small Wig: Hey, I'm hungry... I got a credit card...

Lois: Peter, you've been sleeping with that money for the past week. Don't you think it's time we did something with it? Peter: Buy a bolt and shut that trap of yours? Lois: What? Peter: What? Lois: Because I had an idea. Remember when we first got married? Peter: And I said what would it feel like to be a bear. Lois: No, no, no. I'm talking about that dream we had, Peter, remember? We tried to open that restaurant and we never quite got it going. Peter: Yeah, we got shut down because of my exploding cupcakes. (Cuts to scene where a couple is sitting.) Gerald: Hmm, I hope these taste as good as they look. (Takes a bite and head explodes.) Woman: (gasp) Gerald! Peter: (Walks by.) He he he, the secret is in the frosting... but I'll never tell.

Quagmire: (Pointing to strip of carpet.) Hey, uh, Lois, do you want me to leave a little strip in this thing? Maybe a lightning bolt, a unicorn, or something like that? Lois: No, I want it all gone Glenn. Quagmire: All right, we're going Brazilian!

Lois: (Walks into bedroom and hears Peter laugh.) Peter? I know you're in here. Peter: Yes I am Lois... (High pitched) But where? Lois: Peter, if you shock me, I swear to God I'm leaving you. Peter: You have to find me first Lois. (High pitched) Where could I be? Lois: Well there's a Quonset hut that I've never seen in this room before. I gotta figure you're in there. Peter: How do you know, Lois? I could be in that New York Style magazine kiosk. Lois: Peter, this all looks very expensive. Peter: Yes, you might say it was... shockingly expensive. Lois: I'm going to try the Quonset hut. (Peter comes from behind and shocks her.) Peter: (Laughs) I was in the bathroom. The hut and the kiosk? Decoys, Lois, decoys! (Laughs and runs)

Brian: (After being shocked by Peter.) Damn it Peter, stop it! I got to tell you, you're pissing me off worse when I watched the OJ verdict with my old roommate. (Cuts to scene where Brian and his roommate are watching TV.) TV Announcer: We, the jury, find the defendant, Orenthal James Simpson, not guilty. (Roommate says "Yes!" while Brian says "What the hell?" simultaneously. There is a moment of silence.) Brian and Roommate: (simultaneously) What? (They both take out guns and aim at each other.) Brian: Maybe we should get new roommates. Roommate: Yeah, maybe we should.

Peter: (After shocking Chris.) What the hell was that? (Shocks Chris again.) Oh my God, Lois, don't get alarmed, but, I think I might be Jesus. I'm Jesus. Brian: Peter, that's a static shock. Your pajamas created a charge of electricity when you dragged your feet across the carpet and when you touched Chris, you passed it on. Peter: Kneel before Christ! (Gets up, rubs feet on carpet, shocks Brian.)

Peter: Lois, I have never been more comfortable as a person than I am in these feety pajamas, all warm and furry. This is what it feels like to be a bear. You remember when I used to say Lois, when we first got married, you remember, I used to say, what would it feel like to be a bear? Well, this is it. This is it. I'm living it baby.

Peter: Oh boy, does it feel good to undo my butt flap. Meg: Ew dad! We don't want to sit here and look at your ass. Stewie: Yes, I'd rather look at Meg toweling off after a shower when she does that butt floss thing. (Cuts to scene where Stewie sees Meg toweling her ass.) Stewie: (Low voice) Ew, ew, that's so disgusting, uh, uh, uh, I hope I don't ever accidentally use that towel. (Towel falls on Stewie.) Ahhhhh!

Brian: Alright so we roll the dice and then we both have to yell Yahtzee really loud. Stewie: At the same time? Brian: Yeah and you have to flap your wrists like this. (Flapping his hands in the air.) Stewie: And you'll do it to? Brian: Of course, that's how it's done. Stewie: Okay. Brian: Alright, ready? Stewie: Okay, you going to do it with me? Brian: Oh yeah. Stewie: (After Brian throws the dice, screams and flaps his hands.) Yahtzee! Brian: Gay. Stewie: You suck!

Peter: (amazed) What are those? Salesman: Well that's a pair of red, flannel feety pajamas. Peter: Good lord. Salesman: See, they got a flap that opens up in the back. Peter: Are you telling me I could be pooping and warm? Salesman: Exactly. Peter: No longer will I have to make a choice between the two. Sir, here is a check with my name on it. Write down any number on this piece of paper and I will pay it.

Salesman: Hi there, see anything you like? Peter: Oh, I'm just browsing. Salesman: Say, you look like you could use an activity book with half the activities done. Peter: Wow, that would save me half the time. Salesman: Connect the dots? Ha! More like set the book down and have a beer. Peter: You got yourself a deal.

Herbert: (Walking towards counter) Yes, I'll take this teddy bear, this ruler, this piece of string, and this cardboard box. (Assembles them into a trap for the cashier.)

Peter: Whoa whoa whoa. Joe, I thought you were bringing your cop friends over. What are all these parallelograms doing here?

Joe: Ya know Peter, my buddies and I have been lookin' for a new hangout. Our usual donut shop has gotten a little "Puerto-Ricanny", uh what if we made your place our new spot?

Lois: Glenn, thank you so much for helping me tear up my carpet. Quagmire: Well ya know Lois, I gotta confess, when you called me, I sort of misunderstood what you were asking for. That's why I rushed over, but it's fine, it's fine, I'm happy to help.

Stewie: Oh look, an On-The-Raggedy Ann Doll. (pulls the string) Doll: It's water weight you bastard! (pulls the string again) Doll: Get off me, I'm not your whore! (pulls the string again) Doll: (crying) I'm sorry, I'm just so sad. Stewie: Well, I guess I can still play with it three weeks out of the month.

Lois: Peter, what the hell is that? Peter: Lois, I'm tired of Mort always mooching off us, so I made a Scarejew. Lois: Peter, we're not gonna have this in our front yard, it's racist, and for god's sake ya ruined your best suit. Now we're gonna have to get you a new one... Peter: Shh shhh, Lois, Lois look. (They go inside and Mort comes to the door) Mort: Hey guys, I just wanted to return your... Oooh! oh my god it's Hitler! He's back, he's back. hurry, protect Jon Stewart. He's out most important Jew.