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00:21:38
Seth MacFarlan, Alex Borstein, Seth Green
58
with my Diaper Genie entrails, shimmy down to the yard,
a fistful of baseball cards for us to sign.
Hey, don't bruise me, I'm going dancing later.
Oh, hey, Quagmire. Hey, Peter.
And I may assign a chore or two, That's great, Meg.
Right, fella?
I've got that murdered jogger's Discman you wanted last week.
of two torn hamstrings and a ruptured groin,
I'm gonna flush your retainer down the toilet.
Now let me put this baby bonnet on his head
I thought Donna said we were going to the "church waffle."
Uh, your father broke my leg out of jealousy,
(organ plays "Charge" riff weakly)
with my Diaper Genie entrails, shimmy down to the yard,
The trick, Chris, is thinking of the wand
we'd perform a puppet show for him later today.
But I'm not a champ, I'm a fat loser.
I could erase all that and feel like a champ
I press my butt against the wall and dook on it?
and Ted Williams' sever head.
So, as your coach, I insist you stay and play with us.
But of course I forgive you.
and practice with retire Red Sox players
of two torn hamstrings and a ruptured groin,
I'm being stolen!
Oh, I don't know if I deserve to sit at the head table.
Kicked out? I'm totally screw.
when everyone pitch in. Hey, by the way...
Hey, Meg, is anybody gonna eat this grill cheese?
I'm the type of player who arrive at the stadium
Damn it. This is suppose to be my weekend.
Kicked out? I'm totally screwed.
which means they're all divorce.
I know, it seems pretty lame until you realize I'm 58.
I've got that murder jogger's Discman you wanted last week.
that made me laugh so hard I crash into a tollbooth
I was always the fat, uncoordinated kid
of two torn hamstrings and a ruptured groin,
"her bosom heaving,
I'm a total Taurus, stubborn as they come.
'cause I was too embarrassed to get nude in the locker room,
(rousing orchestral music playing)
That is the most noticeable way
I know, it seems pretty lame until you realize I'm 58.
Wow, I can't believe I'm pretend bowling
Mom says it's distinctive.
Meg's awful!
Guys, who cares about your dumb radio?!
of a fleshy, pale woman for Real Sex 34.
Oh, you're just nervous about the big game tomorrow.
Okay, I'm gonna go fake-use the phone in the dugout.
I'll smack you in your weird head.
I mean, i-it's a tough decision.
Please forgive me, Lois. I'm so stupid.