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- Not now. The show's about to start.
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- Me, too.
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I mean, no TV?
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that Thanksgiving when I was 19.
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you can watch it together next week.
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62. Okay, come on, let's watch the Gumbels.
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64. - Mom, I'll do it after—
- Chris finished his homework.
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67. Well, that's great.
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69. Tonight, Katie Couric guest stars
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70. Dad, when you said, "Chris finished his
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72. Chris, everything I say is a lie,
except that and that.
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73. And that. And that. And that. And that.
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74. And that.
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75. This is an Action News 5 News Break.
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76. - I'm Tom Tucker.
- And I'm Diane Simmons.
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78. I've got the goods,
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80. If you're waiting for Gumbel 2 Gumbel,
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81. That show has been canceled.
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82. The full story, and maybe Diane's boobs,
tonight at 11:00.
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83. - I can't believe this!
- I feel sick.
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84. Only one thing to do.
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85. We gotta save Gumbel 2 Gumbel,
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86. - Let's roll!
- I'm with ya, Dad.
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87. What do we do, write a letter?
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88. I tried that once.
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89. "If you don't put Coach back on the air,
I'll be really upset.
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90. "The skillful acting of Craig T. Nelson
will be missed a lot.
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91. "Signed, Peter Griffin."
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92. Come help me with the groceries.
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93. Okay, honey.
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94. Craig T. Nelson!
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95. - Are you Peter Griffin?
- Yeah.
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96. Make it quick.
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97. Okay, we're gonna get our show
back on the air...
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98. and were not gonna be intimidated
by any slick executive types.
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99. Look at Mr. Suave.
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100. Wait. You can't go in there.
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101. Just watch me!
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102. I mean, you can't go in there,
because that door leads nowhere.
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104. All right, Callaghan, me and my son
want you to uncancel Gumbel 2 Gumbel.
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105. We only air the show. We have
nothing to do with it being canceled.
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106. I have all the episodes on tape
if you want to borrow them.
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108. Until you bring the Gumbels back,
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109. How about that, Callaghan?
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110. Can you live with that on your conscience?
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112. - You can't eat a stapler—
- Wanna split it?
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little Johnny Gobraun...
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116. a terminally ill 8-year-old
who dreamed of playing quarterback...
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117. for New England got his wish today
thanks to the Grant-a-Dream foundation.
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118. Gobraun takes the snap
and fades back to pass.
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119. Here comes the rush. Oh, he's sacked!
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120. Looks like little Johnny
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121. Chris, I just thought of a way
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122. All right, Dad!
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123. All we gotta do is tell
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125. - My son Chris is dying!
- Holy crap, no! Oh, my God!
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127. Oh, you sly boots.
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135. Chris Griffin.
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136. Your dying wish is denied.
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137. Thank you.
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138. Wait a minute.
My son only has a short time to live.
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139. All he wants is his favorite show
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140. Mr. Griffin, everyone thinks
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141. But these days, people who donate money
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143. We need sick kids we can package.
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144. Like that one we put
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145. I'll take the dying boy to block.
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148. I'm telling you, Chris is dying
ten times worse than those other kids.
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149. He's got a very rare disease called
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150. Sounds sexy. What are the symptoms?
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151. What are the symptoms? Take a look!
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152. He's growing nipples all over his body!
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153. - They look like pepperonis.
- Who do you think you are?
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154. My son happens to be very sensitive
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155. See, look. They're coming right off.
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157. Why, that's the sickest boy
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158. Get me the president of television!
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159. How about this?
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160. A single white girl in the city
working at a magazine!
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161. Yeah, that's good.
Yeah.
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162. Do you guys hear yourselves?
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over and over again.
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164. We need to take a chance.
Try something different. Something fresh.
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165. Excuse me.
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166. - No calls!
- It's about a dying boy.
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167. Hello? What's he got?
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168. Sounds sexy.
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169. Get me exclusive rights to his death
and you got a deal.
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170. Congratulations,
Gumbel 2 Gumbel is back on the air!
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171. All right, Dad!
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174. I've two more kids,
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176. Stewie, it's bath time.
You're filthy again.
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177. I'll show you filthy!
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178. Yes, look at me! I'm a dirty,
foul little boy!
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179. I'm a nasty, squalid little hobo!
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180. I say, Mother, you have your work cut out
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181. Okay, if you want to be dirty, be dirty.
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182. Where do you think you're going?
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184. There you go, kiddo. All clean.
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188. Mr. McCloud, I didn't study for the test,
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194. My God! Tumor-syphilis-itis-osis!
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211. "There's a smile on your face
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213. "as they dig your grave"
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222. - He's an idiot!
- Mama, what's wrong with you?
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240. Mr. Griffin, the foundation
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242. - You owe us a body!
- What?
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253. You're right!
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256. That's right. I have divine powers!
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259. I'm not going to jail,
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266. It's him! It's Peter Griffin!
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276. - We are your servants.
- It's a miracle!
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287. Oh, you out of time, baby.
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289. Rufus Griffin stars in...
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290. Black to the Future.
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291. We're talking Marty McSuperfly, dig?
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292. Marty, I want to be your fine,
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293. Damn! Brother done kissed his mama!
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294. Oh, yeah.
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295. Get me Isaac Hayes.
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296. Isaac, you know that new sound
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298. Come on, Lois.
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299. I'm giving these saps hope.
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300. And I'm getting the house
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301. It's win-freakin'-win, baby.
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302. Hey, flathead, chop-chop.
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303. Hey, great job on the lawn.
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305. Hey, Dad. Hurry up.
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307. Purse snatching, society's fault,
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308. What are you talking about?
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310. Some other time, Chris.
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330. Those fanatics are building
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356. Blood?
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357. How positively delightful.
It's as if someone stabbed Mr. Bubble!
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358. My baby!
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368. I don't mean
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369. They're just both really phony,
just like me.
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370. I'm sorry, okay? Now make it stop.
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371. This is the final plague!
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372. Good, it's starting to get really old.
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373. The final plague is
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374. - No! Stewie!
- The first-born son.
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378. Hey, Dad, I can see a white light
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381. Hey, Dad, do you think they got
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Peggy, turn off the plagues, please.
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