1. Good evening. I'm Diane Simmons.
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2. A stunning development tonight
as O.J. Simpson is proven innocent.
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3. We have the identity of the real killer.
But first...
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4. It's fall. The time of year when the
leaves turn a pretty, purpley orange...
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5. and Quahog prepares
for its annual Harvest Festival Parade.
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6. Asian reporter Trisha Takanawa
joins us live...
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7. from the ceremony where
they are choosing this year's theme.
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8. Diane, behind me
are 1,000 beautiful doves.
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9. Gently tied to each of their delicate legs
is a parade theme...
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10. suggested by
ordinary citizens of Quahog.
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11. And here to pick
this year's winning theme...
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12. is Ten Commandments star,
Charlton Heston.
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13. Let my pigeons go!
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14. He nailed one! We have our theme!
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15. I submitted "togetherness."
A simple theme.
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16. But powerful, nonetheless.
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17. Come on, "overcoming adversity"!
Let's go, "overcoming adversity"!
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18. Show me "women I gave the clap to"!
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19. And the Harvest Festival Parade theme is:
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20. "The episode of Who's the Boss?
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21. "... where Tony sees Angela
naked in the shower."
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22. Yes! That's mine! Un-freaking-believable!
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23. Clumsy oaf! Michael Flatley
must be turning over in his grave.
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24. Wait a minute. He's not dead yet.
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25. "Michael Flatley."
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26. It's great they picked your theme,
but isn't it a little esoteric?
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27. Esoteric?
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28. - Could it mean "sexy"?
- I think it's a science term.
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29. Fellas, esoteric means "delicious."
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30. Who's the Boss? is not a food.
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31. Swing and a miss.
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32. "It seems today that all you see
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33. "is violence in movies and sex on TV
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34. "But where are those good,
old-fashioned values
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35. "on which we used to rely?
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36. "Lucky there's a family guy
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37. "Lucky there's a man who'll
positively tell you
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38. "all the things that make us
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39. "laugh 'n' cry
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40. "He's a family guy"
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41. I have no friends,
and it's all because of this stupid purse!
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42. What did you do to my daughter?
I swear to God, if you touched her...
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43. Honey, what happened?
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44. It was lunchtime and...
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45. I love the color of your Prada bag.
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46. - Yeah, but yours has that great clasp.
- Hey, Meg, you want to come to lunch?
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47. You know what? There's no room
in my car for your big, ugly purse.
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48. Meg, let me tell you about popularity.
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49. GIRL #1: Mrs. Canner? Are you coming?
Bye!
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50. Daddy, if you really loved me,
you'd buy me a Prada bag.
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51. I can't say no to you, honey.
What are they, like, $10?
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52. More like $1,100.
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53. You wish I loved you that much!
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54. We'll never finish the float
in time for the parade.
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55. Pick up the pace, guys!
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56. Peter, your theme is a dud.
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57. Yeah. I've never even seen
Who's the Boss?
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58. Tuesdays in the '80s I was always
in bed by 8:00 and home by 11:00.
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59. But I can't do it without you guys,
because I'll tell you who's the boss.
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60. It's not Tony or Angela.
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61. It's not even man-crazy Mona.
It's all of us.
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62. You're the boss because you never
give up, like with the ladies.
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63. Gemini.
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64. Capricorn.
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65. I know you're not a Virgo!
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66. From down here, you look like a Pisces!
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67. And Cleveland, you're the boss
because of your attention to detail.
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68. Like when we play pool,
you take so long to line up your shots...
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69. I just want to crack you
with a cue stick.
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70. But I don't because that would be
a hate crime, and I love you.
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71. And Joe, I've had new neighbors before,
but none were half the man you are.
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72. Since you're half a man already,
that splits them...
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73. into some kind of fraction
I can't even measure.
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74. He's right. If we work together,
we can win this thing. Who's in?
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75. Go, Spooner Street!
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76. My dad always says,
"Measure twice, cut once."
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77. My daddy always said,
"Cleveland Jr., quit jumping on the bed!"
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78. We didn't measure!
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79. Amazing. The whole
neighborhood is working together.
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80. You know what's really amazing?
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81. I haven't brushed my teeth in three days,
and no one has said a thing.
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82. If I had a job,
I could buy the bag myself.
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83. I have squandered my munitions budget
on that insipid Rugrats video!
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84. Perhaps I should seek employment.
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85. Mother teaches piano.
I suppose I could as well.
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86. All right, try it again, Richard.
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87. And remember,
the wrong keys are electrified.
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88. I don't want to play the piano!
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89. Indeed.
Would you rather play the bassoon?
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90. No experience? No, thanks.
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91. Oh, nuts. Young lady.
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92. What's the little guy's name?
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93. What do you care?
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94. I can't send an unwed teenage mother
out on the street without a job.
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95. Stewie. My son's name is Stewie.
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96. Welcome to the 83rd annual
Quahog Harvest Festival Parade.
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97. Are you as excited as I am, Tom?
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98. Are you kidding, Diane? I've got wood...
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99. and clipped onto it
is a list of this year's float entries.
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100. Remember, the float that best captures
this year's theme...
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101. wins Quahog's coveted Golden Clam.
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102. And here's our first float.
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103. It looks like some wires
got crossed on Clover Street.
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104. That's not Angela.
That's Mona, Angela's mom.
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105. Wonderful use of tree bark
for the age spots though.
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106. This one's got Tony bathing Jonathan.
That's just plain wrong.
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107. Each float possesses its own
unique charm. But none of them—
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108. Oh, baby! Look at that!
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109. The float turned out great.
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110. Our neighborhood hasn't been this united
since Quagmire got us free cable.
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111. We are not bad people.
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112. We just don't want to pay $12 a month
for Cinemax.
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113. First place goes to Spooner Street.
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114. We won! All right!
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115. Come on now! This is damn foolish!
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116. My theme, my trophy!
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117. My aunt Fanny!
You said it yourself! I'm the boss!
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118. He said I, too, was the boss.
And it's time Cleveland got his due.
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119. Joe, my feet are
starting to swell.
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120. You two go home.
I can stay here as long as it takes.
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121. You'd be amazed how little one eats
when your legs don't work.
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122. There's only one way to settle this.
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123. Russian Roulette.
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124. Three bullets, last guy standing
keeps the trophy. Me first.
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125. No. Wait a minute, this is crazy.
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126. You first.
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127. There's gotta be a way for you all
to enjoy the trophy.
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128. Wait a minute! I got it! No, lost it.
There it is again!
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129. Perfect, Peter.
Now we can all enjoy it.
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130. Here's to togetherness!
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131. Car!
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132. Meg, order up!
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133. Here you go, hon. From Flappy himself.
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134. I don't care if they're
from Kubla filthy-wretched Khan!
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135. Try them. You'll like them.
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136. Yes, well, I rather doubt that.
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137. Yes! These are delectable.
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138. Flappy, good news!
I've decided not to kill you!
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139. What a precious little boy.
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140. That's my son.
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141. Your son? But you're just a baby yourself.
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142. Henry, give the little skank a nice tip.
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143. $20!
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144. Welcome to Flappy's.
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145. Why don't you sit next to my baby...
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146. whose deadbeat dad
doesn't pay child support.
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147. Peter, what is it?
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148. What's going on out here?
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149. Clear the way! I'm a cop!
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150. Oh, my God! I thought the safety was on.
I'm so sorry.
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151. That's okay, son.
It's your right as an American citizen.
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152. What's all the noise?
I was just jerked out of a sound sleep.
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153. Perhaps someone could enlighten me as
to the whereabouts of our Golden Clam?
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154. - Maybe it fell.
- Yeah. Right into someone's pocket.
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155. You think one of us stole it?
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156. I never said the word "stole." Looks like
someone has a guilty conscience.
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157. Guilty conscience!
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158. I'm the only guy on this block
who actually pays for his cable.
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159. Pretty high and mighty for a man who
left our nation's flag out in the rain...
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160. last Fourth of July.
That's against the law, Officer!
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161. You're one to talk.
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162. Out there every trash day
picking through my garbage.
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163. That's an invasion of my privacy.
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164. He's sorting your recycling
because he loves our Mother Earth.
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165. If you weren't so busy
trolling for booty all the time...
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166. you could do it yourself,
like the law says you should.
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167. It's on now!
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168. Wait a second! What about Peter?
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169. He's the one
who wanted the trophy all along!
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170. I couldn't have stolen it.
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171. Last night I was stealing Joe's ladder
so I could steal the trophy tonight.
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172. What? It's a ladder. He can't use it.
It's like taking a watch off a dead guy.
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173. Those Griffins always were oddballs, Joe.
Real oddballs.
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174. I don't trust them.
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175. I saw them taking coupons
out of our mailbox.
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176. I don't like the look of her!
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177. I offer you a recipe.
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178. Combine one small-town neighborhood
with a dash of missing trophy...
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179. and what you're left with is a gumbo
fit only for a madman.
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180. A gumbo served almost exclusively in The—
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181. Who the hell is that?
I bet he took it!
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182. Where are you going, Serling?
Want some of this?
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183. Come back here!
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184. I'm off to work.
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185. Okay, honey.
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186. One of our neighbors took that trophy,
and I'll find out who.
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187. - I'm taking Stewie with me again.
- Fine, sweetie.
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188. This whole thing just makes me sick!
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189. - We played Pictionary with them!
- Bastards!
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190. Giddy-up, you stubby little mare!
To the pancake house!
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191. Well, bye.
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192. And to think
they used to be our best friends!
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193. That was then and this is now!
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194. And this is a chair. That's a lamp.
You have boobies. I'll find that trophy!
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195. To be honest, Peter, we were all
a little surprised you invited us over.
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196. We realized our friendship is a lot
more important than some stupid trophy.
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197. There's the tea. I'll get it, Lois.
Two sugars, right, Bonnie?
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198. Damn, it's not here!
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199. Not here either.
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200. Nothing.
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201. Oh, my God! We were robbed!
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202. - Is anything missing?
- No. I don't think so.
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203. Where's that picture of me
in my two-piece?
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204. Should I call the cops?
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205. I'm guessing a cop
had something to do with this.
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206. Or a pilot. Or a deli owner.
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207. Okay, you dirtbags!
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208. This means war!
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209. Excuse us. We're having a small problem
with home security.
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210. Do you have those round metal things
that you bury in the ground...
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211. and, when stepped on, they explode?
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212. - Land mines?
- Land mines.
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213. It was land mines.
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214. - Quagmire.
- Peter.
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215. - Cleveland.
- Joe.
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216. - Bonnie.
- Lois.
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217. - Cleveland.
- Lois.
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218. Bonnie.
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219. - Quagmire.
- Peter.
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220. Loretta.
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221. Come on, Peter.
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222. That ought to slow them down.
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223. Being a single mother is hard.
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224. The real challenge is having a baby
that's addicted to crack.
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225. - Right, Stewie?
- What's that? Yes. I love crack.
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226. I'm absolutely coo-coo for crack!
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227. This is the first time
he's eaten something
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228. other than dog food in three weeks.
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229. Here's your check. God bless.
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230. Here, Honey.
What's this? Blueberries?
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231. Oh, my...
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232. That's better than sex!
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233. And could I get that waitress' address?
I'd like to help her baby.
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234. What are they up to?
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235. Cleveland and Quagmire
are holding their positions...
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236. but I haven't seen Joe all day.
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237. Freeze!
Dad?
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238. Careful. There's a bear trap
two feet to your right.
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239. Thanks, Dad.
Look out for your mother!
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240. There's a sandwich
on the counter, honey.
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241. Cleveland, these lobster traps
aren't going to catch any intruders.
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242. Yes, they will.
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243. I baited them with these plump
and tasty Fenway franks.
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244. Daddy, we got one!
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245. Fat boy smelled a hot dog.
Couldn't help it. Went right in.
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246. - Hello.
- Say, get the hell off...
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247. Hello, lips, legs, breasts, and ass.
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248. Yes. I was hoping I could ask you
about your neighbors, the Griffins.
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249. A bunch of card-carrying Commies
if you ask me!
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250. All right.
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251. No! It's not all right!
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252. CLEVELAND JR.: Fat boy!
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253. The Griffins are not to be trusted.
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254. Those people are nothing
but vile, cheating, lying scum.
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255. And their carpet and drape scheme...
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256. No! No, I won't!
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257. Get that puree of loathsomeness
away from me!
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258. But you love mashed turkey and peas.
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259. I'm sorry. What was that?
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260. Sorry, I didn't quite catch that.
Did you just tell me what I love?
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261. Write this down, you toad-faced frump.
I love pancakes!
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262. Hi, little fella.
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263. Is Meg Griffin here?
No, she's not.
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264. Probably out scoring more rock.
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265. Sandy Balfour, Child Services.
We're placing this baby in a foster home.
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266. - What?
- For God's sake, feed me!
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267. Let me guess. All out of Puppy Chow?
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268. What an awful home for a child!
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269. How dare you! This is a wonderful home!
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270. Quagmire, you rat bastard!
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271. Come near my fence again,
and that'll be your head!
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272. Shut up!
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273. Honey, would you like some pancakes?
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274. Oh, yes! God, yes! Take me!
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275. Stewie!
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276. Next up is Meg Griffin,
sporting her stylishly cool, brand-new...
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277. A woman from Child Services
came and took Stewie!
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278. She said we fed him dog food!
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279. Dog food?
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280. Is that a real Prada bag?
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281. How in the world did you make $1,100
as a waitress in one week?
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282. It's easy...
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283. when you're the unwed teenage mother
of a crack-addicted baby.
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284. Wait a minute.
Meg, when did you become a teenager?
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285. She's 16, Peter.
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286. You knew about this?
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287. Welcome to your new home.
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288. Baby Stewie, say hello
to your new brothers and sisters.
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289. Hola, Stewie.
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290. Ni hao, Stewie.
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291. Stewie.
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292. Good God!
I've been adopted by a Benetton ad!
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293. - I promise, it'll never happen again.
- I hope not, Mrs. Stevens.
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294. Because next time we won't
just take him away, we'll kill him.
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295. Let's see. Stanley, Starkweather, Stevens!
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296. So this is where babies come from?
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297. Yes, Chris.
This is where babies come from.
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298. You told me I came out of your vagina!
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299. Next!
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300. Hi. Yeah, we're the Griffins.
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301. - I'm sorry. I can't find your paperwork.
- Look harder! I want my baby back!
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302. Please, let me handle this.
The name's Griffin.
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303. We're the ones who fed dog food
to our crack-addicted baby.
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304. I never was any good
at dealing with the authorities.
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305. Don't worry. I know how to handle this.
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306. Are you aware you were going 50 in...
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307. I'm gonna have to ask you
to put your shirt down.
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308. Crap. I get the one straight cop
in Rhode Island.
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309. Damn it! I want pancakes!
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310. You people understand every language
except English!
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311. Yo quiero pancakes!
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312. Donnez-moi pancakes!
Click-click-bloody-click pancakes!
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313. Poor little guy.
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314. "Pancakes" must be street for "crack."
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315. Damn those parents of his.
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316. Sarah, forgiveness.
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317. Now, Stewie,
why don't you go play with the others?
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318. Stewie, come complete our rainbow!
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319. I've got a better idea.
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320. Let's go play
"swallow the stuff under the sink."
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321. You lied to them!
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322. You told Child Services that we steal
lawn mowers and cheat on our taxes...
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323. and worship some guy named Stan.
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324. Actually, I said Satan. That's a typo.
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325. We didn't know who she was!
It's not our fault!
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326. No? Then whose fault is it?
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327. It's all of yours!
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328. You were all working together just fine,
but then you won that stupid trophy.
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329. You put some shiny hunk of metal
before your own friendships.
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330. Brian's right.
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331. We were so obsessed with that trophy,
we lost sight of what was really going on.
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332. - Now we have a real problem to deal with.
- That's right!
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333. Somebody tipped off the cable company
about our free Cinemax.
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334. Joe?
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335. And we have to get Stewie back!
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336. I remembered.
We're here to help.
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337. And we must get our baby back.
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338. Right on! Let's do it!
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339. Rock their world!
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340. Yeah! Come on!
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341. Let's go! We can do it!
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342. See kids? One day the world
is going to be just like our home.
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343. All races living together
in harmony and love.
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344. Pancakes!
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345. He must still be working the junk
out of his system.
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346. He needs hugs!
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347. Doorbell!
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348. We're from the One World,
One People Book-of-the-Month Club.
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349. Is there something missing in your life?
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350. You know, I just bet there is.
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351. Sarah, we have guests!
And one of them is a homosexual!
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352. They're in place!
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353. God, it gets me hot
when Joe lies to strangers.
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354. When I get him home,
I swear I'm gonna grease up—
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355. That's fine, Debbie. Go, Chris.
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356. Here we go, Dad!
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357. Stewie, would you like
to learn how to wrap a turban?
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358. Why don't you teach it
to the Chinese girl?
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359. Or perhaps she can learn
after her people invade your country.
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360. Yee, would your people really do this?
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361. Try and stop them.
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362. And try and stop Pablo's people
from using drug money to buy arms...
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363. from Li's countrymen,
who in turn sells them to Ura's people...
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364. so they can ethnically cleanse
this nauseatingly diverse...
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365. grab bag of genetic party favors
you call a family.
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366. So now you all understand, yes?
You all hate each other?
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367. Hosanna! It's the lesser of two evils.
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368. Hey, kids. I'm Santa Claus.
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369. Just practicing for Christmas.
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370. But you're white.
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371. Jack and Sarah told me Santa is Indian.
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372. Don't be stupid! Santa is black!
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373. Santa can't be black. We do not fear him.
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374. Cram it, Gandhi!
Santa is Asian.
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375. How can he be Asian?
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376. Santa doesn't drive his sled 20 miles
under the speed limit with his blinker on!
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377. Go back to your rice paddy, Mulan!
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378. Come on, Stewie.
We're out of here.
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379. Dance, puppets! Dance!
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380. Lois, we got him. It's all over.
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381. Careful, Peter.
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382. Joe and Cleveland can't stall them.
They're heading your way!
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383. Crap!
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384. Hold it right there!
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385. Or what?
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386. Don't shoot!
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387. Now shoot!
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388. So, we're terribly sorry
we broke into your home.
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389. But we just had to
get Stewie back somehow.
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390. That's a very long story.
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391. But we've grown attached to little Stewie.
Plus, the law's on our side.
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392. You people can kiss
the fattest part of my ass!
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393. We'll be back, Stewie.
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394. Wait!
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395. Is that a real Prada bag?
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396. I'd like to propose a toast
to our neighbors.
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397. Sure they may be black, handicapped,
and a heartless sex hound...
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398. but if they moved out,
some smelly Hawaiians might move in.
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399. - Hear, hear!
- Where's Quagmire?
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400. If it wasn't for him,
we never would have found out...
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401. where Stewie's foster family lived.
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402. He said he'd distract the social worker.
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403. Glen, honey, I have a question for you.
What do you do for a living?
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404. I have a question for you, too.
Why are you still here?
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405. What the heck happened
to that trophy anyway?
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406. I guess some mysteries
are better left unsolved.
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407. Submitted for your approval.
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408. A family pet with the uncontrollable urge
to bury shiny objects in the yard.
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409. A shameful secret that nearly buried the
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410. peace and civility
of an entire neighbor...
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411. Stewie seems a little feverish
after his ordeal.
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412. And he keeps asking for pancakes.
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413. Let's just let him rest.
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414. Flappy, what have you done to me?
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415. It's so hot.
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416. Now I'm freezing!
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417. What I wouldn't do
for one syrup-soaked bite.
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