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00:22:32
Seth MacFarlan, Alex Borstein, Seth Green
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Uncle Vanya and I worked without rest, afraid to spend a kopeck on ourselves.
Hey, you guys have any bellhop that are rats, like the Muppets?
Peter, take off your blindfold. We're almost there.
They won't leave a bruise, and they'll let 'em know who's boss. There's no doubt about it.
- Happy birthday! - I can't believe it! Quagmire, Cleveland, Joe!
- Welcome to the Big Apple, fella. - Just make sure
There's my boy! Hey, come on, Chris. Let's go to Barneys and fart in the suits.
Oh, kids, look at that man over there, grabbin' his own crotch. Oh! So alive, this city!
It's partly an expression of my teenage angst, but mostly it's a moo-cow.
Hey, waiter. The name's Peter Griffin.
Wait a second. I don't see any stripper passing out free tacos. Lois, you lied to me!
Hi, this is David Leisure. You probably remember me as the neighbour
Wait a second. I don't see any strippers passing out free taco. Lois, you lied to me!
I don't know. You're the flavour of the month. Oops! Window open.
Listen, uh, mister, we don't want any trouble here.
Oh, my sentiment exactly.
But the kid in me is suicidal over what a fat bastard I'll become.
He was a loser then, and he's a loser now.
- Sorry, I overslept. - Yes, well, do you want breakfast?
Don't be depress, Dad. Here, I made you a present.
1541. Michelangelo unveil the Sistine Chapel.
Peter, I don't think... Peter, please, I'm beg you, stop the car!
All right, look. Just buckle up. Can I get my cheque now?
You owe me for all that money I invested in your worthless son.
- Who are you? - The guy whose car you just slam into!
Lois, our son has been bless with a great gift,
Mr Griffin, he's going to be a great artist. He now belong to the public.
I still do stand-up, people laugh and give me money, that's also cool.
You owe me for all that money I invest in your worthless son.
No, I don't. I quit.
I met him when I was hang out with Andy Warhol in the '70s.
Did you forge my name?! Oh, is that backward "S" suppose to be cute?
Lois, you invite everyone!
God, as soon as my movie deal kick in, I am such a ghost!
The... the guy who lie?
- She's still talking. - I don't get it. I pour it in her drink.
1940. Georgia O'Keeffe paints a lot of flowers that look suspiciously like vaginas.
Ooh! How deliciously evil-Iooking. It's like something out of Stephen King.
Son, I'll put it someplace where everyone can see it.
I'll take this belt off and put the smack-down on you. Is that what you want? Huh?
since Mayor Giuliani had all the homeless secretly killed.
Lucky there's a man who positively can do all the things that make us
Excuse me, excuse me. My friend is differently-abled. May he go ahead of you?
What the hell is this? For cryin' out loud, somebody throw a pie!
Wait a minute! You can't... you can't just push me aside.
It's partly an expression of my teenage angst, but mostly it's a moo-cow.
It's show business, baby. You gotta start somewhere.
And apparently, I'm dating Kate Moss.
Oh, my sentiments exactly.
Perhaps we should just continue the party at some other type of location.
Your father! Sometimes I don't think he'll be happy until he's completely paralysed.
Peter, take off your blindfold. We're almost there.
God, as soon as my movie deal kicks in, I am such a ghost!
You'll be known far and wide
- Hey, that's not art. Amateur! - How jejune!
Peter, this is heterosexual fashion designer Calvin Klein.
But the kid in me is suicidal over what a fat bastard I'll become.
Then I'll use him to live out all my frustrated hopes and dreams,
Did you forge my name?! Oh, is that backward "S" supposed to be cute?
Ha, ha, ha! I love when you use topical humour.
And send a masseuse up. Legitimate!
Work of art? Or container of crazy purple knockout gas?
Oh, kids, look at that man over there, grabbin' his own crotch. Oh! So alive, this city!
- Is Dad mad at me? - Oh, he just doesn't understand.
Or would you rather chew on your own ass, as usual?
I'll be proud you fell out of my wife
You know it's illegal for women to drive.
Ancient Chinese secret, huh?
Uh, OK, Tim. Who's your favourite sports star?
Ooh! How deliciously evil-Iooking. It's like something out of Stephen King.
- That's amazing! - Oh, thanks.
Face it, Lois, I'm a nobody. Why can't I be famous like Bob?