1. "It seems today that all you see
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2. "Is violence in movies and sex on TV
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3. "But where are those
good old-fashioned values
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4. "On which we used to rely?
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5. "Lucky there's a family guy
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6. "Lucky there's a man who positively
can do all the things that make us
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7. "Laugh and cry
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8. "He's a family guy
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9. Whoo-hoo, baby! 12 in a row!
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10. You must have had a great body
before it went all fun-house mirror.
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11. - I can't believe how terrific you look.
- I've been taking tae-jitsu classes.
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12. - You should come with me sometime.
- I'd love to.
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13. - Oh! The baby's kicking. Wanna feel?
- Sure.
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14. - You are freakin' dead, kid.
- Peter!
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15. - Oh, I love this time of year.
- Me, too.
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16. The tourists are gone and
we have the town to ourselves
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17. before those idiots from New York show up
to watch the leaves change and take over.
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18. Leafers!
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19. Holy crap. We gotta get outta here.
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20. - What about the boat?
- Leave it!
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21. - Hurry, Peter. They're almost here.
- We're too late.
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22. Yo, check out those colours. Yellow like
a taxi, orange like the ball at the Knicks game,
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23. and red like the sauce
on my mamma mia's gugotz.
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24. Yeah, and brown, like the guys
I don't pick up in my cab.
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25. - Bea-utiful!
- Aagh!
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26. Good evening. Tonight's top story:
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27. Quahog is infested with loud, hairy
creatures, also known as New Yorkers.
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28. They migrate north
every autumn to see the foliage.
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29. I think I speak for all of us when I say
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30. New Yorkers can fornicate
themselves with an iron stick.
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31. - We're gonna be late for church.
- Move it! Damn leafers.
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32. Christ, quit it! Mom,
Chris put his foot on my side again.
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33. - I can't help it. I have long dancer's legs.
- Move it.
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34. Stop whining. Stay on your side.
Lois, get off your ass and do some parenting.
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35. If you don't stop, we won't
go to McDonald's after church.
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36. - Mom!
- Don't worry. We're goin'.
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37. - But you don't get the Super Size.
- Oh!
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38. - OK, you can Super Size, but no apple pie.
- Come on.
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39. OK, but you can't blow on it.
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40. Peter, don't contradict me in front of the kids.
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41. Brothers and sisters fightin' is as natural as
a white man's dialogue in a Spike Lee movie.
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42. Wassup? Can I get two slices of pepperoni?
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43. - Who are all these people?
- Damn New Yorkers.
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44. They took all the good seats.
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45. Aren't you precious!
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46. Some of my novelty items
were provided by Jack's Joke Shop.
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47. If it ain't funny, it ain't worth Jack.
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48. I'd like to welcome
all our out-of-town parishioners.
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49. My cousin, Father Sapienza,
is in from New York to see the leaves.
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50. I'd like to invite him
to do the opening prayer.
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51. Yo, God is good, huh?
And he expects us to be good.
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52. And if you're not, he's gonna come down
and bust your freakin' skull. Amen.
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53. Who do you think you're talking to?
God ain't tougher than me.
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54. You can't talk to the father like that,
you stupid gavone.
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55. I oughta come and break your freakin' arm!
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56. Wanna go, tough guy?
I'll snap you in half like an almond biscotti
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57. from Valero's on 51st Street, best in the city.
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58. Fellas, this is God's house.
And the Patriots kick off in 45 minutes.
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59. - Can we move this along?
- Patriots suck.
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60. Blasphemy!
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61. It burns!
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62. Holy water? Where's that acid I ordered?
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63. Hey, Guido, watch this.
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64. Whoa! I've got to lay off the coffee.
Ha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha!
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65. That's Jack's. Exit 14 off 295.
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66. Tae-jitsu is about power -
for your body and your mind.
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67. Don't be afraid to free the beast inside you.
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68. Left kick, right kick, punch combo, stomp.
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69. Beautiful. Again. Left kick...
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70. - You're doing great for your first lesson.
- I'm really cuttin' loose.
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71. Like Julie Andrews in that movie
where she showed her breasts.
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72. Mary, you'll never leave us, will you?
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73. Lovely, but it doesn't quite
answer our question.
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74. Jets rule!
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75. Watch where you're going. Horace, put the
Pats game on the TV and get me a few beers.
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76. Sorry, Peter. Someone stole the remotes.
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77. And the kegs. And I'm not sure,
but I think I've been shot.
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78. Yep.
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79. Hey, pal, watch my seat.
I gotta bleed the lizard.
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80. Public urination is just wrong.
Except during the Million Man March
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81. when protesters burned our Porta-Pottis.
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82. Then I used my stream of justice
to put out the hate.
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83. I don't know, fellas. I think
there's potential in this crowd.
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84. Honey, why don't you turn around
and show me the Lower East Side?
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85. - Sure.
- Transvestite! Back off.
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86. - Wait a sec. Pre-op or post-op?
- Pre-op.
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87. Transvestite! Back off. This place blows.
We gotta send these strap-hangers back.
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88. Don't worry. I got an idea.
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89. An idea so smart, my head would explode if I
even began to know what I was talking about.
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90. Aagh! I am a man-eating tree.
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91. Go back to New York or I will eat you.
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92. Just like I ate insane
New York anchorman Dan Rather. Pah!
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93. And look who I had for dessert.
Asexual former mayor Ed Koch. Pah!
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94. Leave my land or I will smite you
with my powerful limb.
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95. What are you, nuts? Give me that branch.
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96. Get off of me!
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97. Oh, my God! Stop fighting!
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98. - Holy crap!
- Oh, my God!
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99. Mom, you could be a world champion,
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100. and no one could hit you below the belt
cos girls don't have anything down there.
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101. - Can you teach me to kick ass?
- No. I do not condone violence.
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102. I won't be responsible for
bringing fistfighting into our schools.
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103. Gee, can you hear me
all the way back there in the '50s?
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104. - That was lame.
- Poor Peter.
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105. I emasculated him in front of all those people.
I think he's really upset.
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106. Gather round, everybody.
10 bucks is all it takes.
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107. Step right up and fight my wife.
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108. Come one, come all. She floats like a
butterfly and stings like when I pee.
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109. Peter, I am not a sideshow attraction.
At least, not any more.
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110. Me likey bouncy! Me likey bouncy!
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111. I want you to get rid of all of this right now,
cos I am never fighting again, ever!
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112. Come on, Chris. We'll have to go to plan B.
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113. No! Oh, God! Oh, my God!
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114. Help me! Help me!
For God's sake, he's gonna kill me!
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115. Don't worry. It's a trained bear.
He's in no real danger.
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116. He's teaching a class. I can't bother him now.
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117. Sure you can. Hey, Ralph Macchio!
My wife here needs to talk to you.
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118. There you go, honey.
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119. - What is it, Lois?
- I don't think I should do tae-jitsu any more.
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120. - I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt someone.
- But, Lois, you're my star pupil.
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121. - I want you in my advanced class.
- Advanced class? No, no, no.
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122. - I'm trying to quit.
- Well, fine. Quit.
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123. - But get used to people walking all over you.
- Hold on, there.
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124. Nobody walks all over my wife,
cos I won't let 'em.
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125. - Peter...
- Quiet. Men are talking.
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126. She learns things eventually.
It just takes her longer. Come on.
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127. If you hurry, I'll let you try on hats.
I won't let you buy, but you can try 'em on.
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128. I'll do it.
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129. Ow!
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130. - Stewie, you wanna swing?
- Yes, why not? I'll have a go at it.
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131. Perhaps a quick stretch first.
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132. Damn. Must have pulled something
playing hoops last week.
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133. I know you're not puttin' that rock
up from here. You ain't got no J.
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134. - Yo, man, that's trippin'!
- You're the one who's trippin'.
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135. Cry home to your mama. She waitin' for ya.
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136. Now don't make me put
my size 13s up your narrow ass!
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137. I don't sweat you. Bring it on, bitch!
Now how you gonna act?
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138. Sheesh! Bringin' that trash in here.
This is my house.
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139. Excuse me. We were about to use that.
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140. - You snooze, you lose, lady.
- You have two choices.
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141. Either my baby swings from
this jungle gym, or you do.
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142. Ooh, Lois! Someone's wearing
their ovaries on the outside.
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143. - She saw me walking to the swing.
- She saw you. Easy, now.
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144. Nobody walks all over me. Those days
are over. Lois Griffin demands respect.
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145. I smell a messy diaper.
God, why does that turn me on?
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146. - Hold it, Meg. Those two are mine.
- What?
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147. That's Randy, and that's Fred.
Randy is the messy one. Fred's very neat.
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148. When you get 'em together,
hold on to your sides!
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149. Nice to meet you both.
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150. Murderer!
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151. Stop it, both of you. Starting now,
you two are gonna love each other.
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152. Now stay that way.
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153. It's gonna be weird to potty.
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154. Sheesh, Lois, look at the garbage
those damn leafers dumped on our lawn.
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155. New York Post, New York Magazine,
the New York Mets.
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156. Peter, I'm sick and tired of hearing you whine
about the leafers. Take some action.
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157. Free the beast!
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158. That was strangely arousing. Aagh!
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159. Hello? 911? It's Quagmire.
Yeah. It's in a window this time.
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160. - Wow, look at them run.
- Wait a second, Brian. That gives me an idea.
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161. The Drunken Clam? Why couldn't we go
someplace fancy, like The Olive Garden?
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162. The breadsticks!
Me likey breadsticks! Me likey...
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163. - You're a big girl now. Stop it.
- Hold on, Lois.
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164. Excuse me, New Yorker. You're in my seat,
and I had sex with your mother last night.
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165. - Are you crazy?
- What did you say?
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166. About the seat, or about
my ploughing your father's wife?
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167. - What the hell are you doing?
- Excuse me. Is your refrigerator running?
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168. If it is, it probably runs like you -
very homosexually.
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169. - What?
- Oh, you wanna dance?
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170. Jets suck, Yankees suck, Knicks suck.
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171. Krypton sucks.
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172. That's right. Go back where
you came from, you bastards!
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173. We'll conclude the graduation ceremony
with a demonstration by the black belts.
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174. Let's show 'em what we've learnt.
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175. - Kathy, get in there with Lois.
- I can't. I have cramps.
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176. Why are you putting me up
against the scrubs?
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177. - Be a man and fight me yourself.
- Lois, the sensei is a sacred position.
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178. I could never violate the spiritual bond
of the student-master relationship.
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179. - Then allow me.
- Ooh!
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180. - The bond is broken.
- Then spin the wheel, raggedy man!
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181. Go, Lois! Pummel him
with your powerful fists of female fury.
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182. And then when he's weary,
emasculate him with your incessant nagging.
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183. Women! Yakety-yak, yakety-yak, yak, yak.
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184. You know, huh? Enjoy the fight.
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185. Yah!
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186. Lois, that was amazing. Congratu...
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187. This is mine.
This is where my babies come from.
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188. And now back to the movie of the week.
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189. If this glacier goes slower
than one mile a year, we're all dead!
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190. Tell me something I don't know!
Get out of the way!
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191. Lois, I was watching that.
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192. - What you looking at?
- The underpants. Lose 'em.
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193. Actually, I kinda...
I sorta have a headache, kinda.
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194. - Maybe tomorrow or...
- Take 'em off.
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195. Yeah, OK, honey.
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196. Whoa! What the hell are you doing?
Those are my graham crackers.
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197. Run along, Stewie. Daddy had a rough night.
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198. Why, you tottering, fem-sucked dewberry!
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199. I'm going to go find something
to strike you with. Excuse me.
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200. Good morning.
Peter, you look terrible. What happened?
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201. Last night Lois was... the man!
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202. - Good Lord.
- I just want you to know, Brian, I didn't cry.
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203. It's OK. Shh.
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204. Oh, no! Peter! Stewie, what did you do?
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205. He freed the beast
all over the back of Peter's head.
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206. Oh, my God. This is my fault.
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207. This is my fault!
I brought violence into this house!
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208. - I'm the worst mother in the world!
- Ah-ha! I got it all on tape.
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209. OK, this is me
interviewing Ed Sullivan.
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210. What's new, Ed?
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211. Well, Stewie,
tonight we have a really big show.
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212. OK, and now a word
from our sponsors.
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213. It takes a very steady hand.
Don't touch the sides!
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214. Butterfingers!
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215. I was making radio shows for fun.
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216. Everybody does it.
At least, everybody I know. Shut up!
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217. Stewart, take this mommy doll and daddy
doll and show me how they act together.
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218. Oh. Yes, very well. All right.
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219. "Margaret, after 20 years of marriage, your
curious indiscretions no longer faze me. "
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220. "Really? And I suppose
you think I enjoy hanging onto
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221. those hammocky deposits of
gin sugars you call buttocks?"
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222. - What was that? What did you just write?
- Give me that.
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223. "Insecurity. Gender confusion. "
I'll give you something to write about.
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224. Look at me. I'm insane!
I'm Martin Lawrence on a bender.
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225. Mr and Mrs Griffin, does Stewart
have a history of aggression?
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226. No. Hitting Peter is the first
violent thing he's ever done.
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227. Technically, the first was that time bomb
I left ticking in your uterus before I came out.
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228. Happy 50th birthday, Lois.
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229. Your son is learning
misbehaviour from someone.
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230. I... I know who's responsible
for Stewie's behaviour,
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231. but if I told you,
Lois'd beat the crap out of me.
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232. Now, just a minute! The whole reason
I started fighting is because of you.
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233. I felt weak. You never listen to me.
You undermine me in front of the kids.
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234. And besides, you're not exactly
Father of the Year yourself.
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235. Well, there seems to be a lot
of anger in your household.
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236. You owe it to your son to learn
how to manage these feelings.
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237. Manage what?
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238. I know I went a little overboard
with my tae-jitsu,
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239. but from now on we're not gonna have
any more anger in this house, OK?
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240. Tell Chris to quit drawing
pictures of me with a pig's body.
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241. - Don't censure me!
- No more anger!
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242. OK. The psychologist wants us
to try an exercise called role reversal,
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243. where we pretend to be
the person who makes us angry.
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244. I'll go first.
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245. "Don't listen to your mother, kids.
She's worthless and dumb. "
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246. "Lgnore her and only listen to me - Peter. "
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247. "I'm Lois. I brake for yard sales,
but I don't let Peter buy anything he likes,
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248. like that Narragansett beer sign
where the hot chick has two mugs for jugs. "
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249. It was eight freakin' dollars,
and we have a dozen places to put it!
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250. Me next, me next!
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251. "I'm the dog. I'm well-read
and have a diverse stock portfolio,
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252. but I'm not above eating grass clippings and
regurgitating them on the rug by the door. "
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253. "I'm a pompous antichrist who will probably
drop my plans for world domination
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254. when I grow up and fall in love
with a rough trick named Jim. "
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255. Whoa, Peter, calm down.
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256. I'm sick of Lois's anger-management
techniques. They're not working.
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257. What about writing angry letters
and not sending them?
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258. - I wasn't supposed to send those?
- I got a letter from Dad.
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259. "Dear Meg. For the first four years of your
life, I thought you were a house cat. " Dad!
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260. "Dear Stewie. Get out. " That's nice.
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261. Mine just says "Dear Lois. " And after that
it looks like someone just spit on the paper.
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262. - You got somethin' to say to me?
- Yeah. PS:
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264. Hold on. Relax. Everybody, relax.
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266. but we need to get our anger under control
before we kill each other.
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267. My psychiatrist gave me
these mood elevators.
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268. I think they could help even us out.
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269. We're not taking pills. It's not natural.
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270. Nor is bleaching the hair
on your upper lip, Martin Mull.
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271. Give us the pills.
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272. - " Ah-um
- " Ba-ba
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273. - " Ah-um
- " Ba-ba
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274. "Ay-oh, Mother Africa
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275. "Ah-um
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276. "Ba-ba
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277. That was fun. What country shall we do next?
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278. Monaco. Wait - that's a principality.
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279. Wanna hear something really funny? Those
pills I gave you were placebos. Sugar pills.
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280. Are you telling me I just sang
Ladysmith Black Mambazo for nothing?
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281. Did it kill you to be
multicultural for a minute?
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282. - I died a little inside, yes. You happy now?
- Don't you use that tone of voice, you...
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283. - What were you gonna say? Fat ass?
- Wide load?
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284. - Dough boy?
- Country virtuoso Roy Clark?
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285. - How about all of the above?
- How's this for a name?
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286. "Pony Express is in. "
"What have you got for me, Joe?"
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287. "Let me see. It's here somewhere. "
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288. "Here we are. A big bag
of liver spots for Lois. "
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289. - You... You just hit me.
- That's right.
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290. - You can't hit me! I'm a girl!
- Sometimes I wonder.
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291. - Kicking, Lois?
- Ha! Hurts, doesn't it?
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292. You tell me.
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293. Go, Dad! Kick her ass!
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294. - Shut up! This is all Dad's fault.
- I don't like to be touched!
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295. Aaagh!
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296. Aaaaagh!
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297. Man, I'm glad we got that out of our systems.
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298. - I wonder what came over us.
- Maybe people are naturally violent.
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299. I don't believe that.
I think it's all the TV we watch.
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300. - There's so much violence.
- Yeah, TV is dangerous.
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301. Why the hell doesn't the government
tell us what we can and can't watch?
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302. Shame on the network
that puts this junk on the air!
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303. Peter, maybe you shouldn't say
anything bad about the network.
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304. What are they gonna do? Cut our budget?
I'm gonna go get a beer.
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