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00:22:31
Seth MacFarlan, Alex Borstein, Seth Green
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Our fresh-faced little boy is becoming a pock-marked...
Always playing with that wheat thresher!
- They look like pepperoni. - Who do you think you are?
And in gridiron news, little Johnny Gobraun...
So I told a little fib, and now people think I'm God.
Hey, flathead, chop-chop.
Peter, there's a candlelight vigil on our front lawn.
Yes, son, and there's no rerun or commercials...
Peter, there's a candlelight vigil on our front lawn.
Those fanatic are building a golden idol of you on our lawn.
Hey, Stewie, I see your bum.
I'm sorry we had to meet under these circumstance.
Hey, flathead, chop-chop.
Three of the plague God visited upon Egypt in the Old Testament.
I don't mean that completely untrue gay rumor.
No. The light bulbs last night, my flea, Chris' pimples.
I've got the goods, but have I got the gut? Find out at 11:00.
Sorry. Me and my damn appetite!
...hideously disfigure man. Sunrise. Sunset.
What kind of man devalue the life of his child for a TV show?
Where do you think you're going? I've defile myself.
...and were not gonna be intimidate by any slick executive types.
...and all those scramble channels come in clear as a bell.
NBC invent a new day so they could add another Dateline.
How positively delightful. It's as if someone stab Mr. Bubble!
Here comes the rush. Oh, he's sack!
- You owe us a body! - What?
You pretend Chris was dying to save a TV show?
Gobraun takes the snap and fade back to pass.
You're excuse from the test, you brave, brave boy.
How dare you!
"as they dig your grave
Chris is all better! I cure him!
Because if you were, I think you just lie to mom.
You bet we will.
But these days, people who donate money to our foundation...
...a terminally ill 8-year-old who dreamed of playing quarterback...
...I want me and Chris to have someday.
"Lucky there's a man who'll positively tell you
I mean, you can't go in there, because that door leads nowhere.
Trust me, Meg, at his age, it's strictly involuntary.
She's coming to visit for exactly one week.
You can learn something from this fine young...
It's bad enough to lie to your family...
If Chris gets his homework done, you can watch it together next week.
Dinner was three hours ago!
Why, that's the sickest boy I've ever seen!
I tried that once. It got me in a lot of trouble.
Always playing with that wheat thresher!
That's never happened before.
This is the same old crap over and over again.
- Oh, I like Matt. - Me, too.
Of course I do, Lois.
All right, Callaghan, me and my son want you to uncancel Gumbel 2 Gumbel.
I'm a nasty, squalid little hobo!
These poor, deluded people think you have divine powers.
I don't mean that completely untrue gay rumor.
This is embarrassing. I seem to have fleas.
...and were not gonna be intimidated by any slick executive types.
That's the lame excuse I've heard since Steinberg's Jewish High Holiday crap.
Lois, that's ridiculous. There's nobody out there.
How positively delightful. It's as if someone stabbed Mr. Bubble!
You're excused from the test, you brave, brave boy.
Yes, look at me! I'm a dirty, foul little boy!
"If you don't put Coach back on the air, I'll be really upset.
You go to jail for defrauding a charitable organization.
Okay, let's stay calm.
The sitcom that's funnier when you play it really loud.
Blast! I'm frozen! I'm hypothermic!
But the Gumbel show is sacred to us.
That's right. I have divine powers!
Sorry. Me and my damn appetite!