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Brian: So, uh, tell me about
yourself, Tina.
Tina: Well, I really love music.
Brian: Oh, God! Me, too! You
know, I just saw Don Giovanni. In my opinion, the best opera
of the 18th century.
Tina: Definitely.
Brian: And the use of recitative
throughout.... Mozart was a genius.
Tina: [Stuttering] Oh, yeah.
Reci-ta-tive is really where it's at.
Waiter: Sir, are we ready
to order?
Brian: Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold
on a second. You have no idea what I'm talking about, do
you?
Tina: Sure I do! Opera's bitchin'!
Okay. I guess I'll have the es-car-got and a glass of chab-liss.
Brian: Same here. Es-car-got
and the chab-liss.
[Idle plinking of piano keys]
Lois: Don't dawdle, Jonas.
Play your exercises. Brian, you're home early, what happened
with your date?
Brian: Same thing that always
happens, she was an idiot.
Lois: Oh, Brian. Don't slow
down Jonas, keep the rhythm. ♪ Bum, bum, bum, bum. Brian,
your standards are ridiculously high, you'll never find
a girl unless you're willing to make exceptions and compromise
so you can find your love. ♪
Brian: ♪ Lois, I don't think
I have to compromise a thing, I'd rather be alone than with
someone who doesn't get me, oh, and how long has the coffee
been on the burner in the kitchen, I could really use a
cup about now. ♪
Lois: ♪ Oh, its not very
fresh, you see I meant to make more but I made the mistake
of getting caught up watching Oprah, she had on James Garner.
♪
Brian: ♪ James Garner, what's
he plugging? ♪
Lois: ♪ I don't know, some
crappy movie on TNT. ♪ Very good Jonas, I'll see you next
week. So what is it Brian, you don't think these women understand
you? Or...
Brian: You know, Lois, I'm
really not comfortable talking about this amelodically.
Lois: Peter, I was wondering
if you could...
Peter: Hang on a second, Lois
Announcer: And now back to
The Life and Times of Grizzly Adams.
Ben: Um, Grizzly? Who's Steve?
Grizzly: What?
Ben: There's a message on
the machine from somebody named Steve.
Grizzly: Oh, yeah, Steve.
He's new to the mountain. I met him down at the general
store. He makes canoes.
Ben: Oh. How come I've never
met him?
Grizzly: He hasn't really
been here that long.
Ben: Long enough to get your
number!
Grizzly: Ben! Ben! Damn it.
Peter: Look at that Grizzly
Adams, huh? Look at how confident he is, how majestic. Lois,
I'm gonna grow a beard.
Lois: Oh, Peter, you know
I hate beards.
Peter: No, no, Lois. It's
time I joined the ranks of great men with beards. Why do
you think Jesus Christ was so popular? Huh? 'Cause of all
them magic tricks?
Lois: Listen, Brian's very
depressed. Can you and the guys take him with you to the
laser rock show tonight?
Peter: Aw, sure. If there's
one thing I'm good at doing, it's cheering people up.
[cut to Peter at funeral graveside]
Peter: Mr. and Mrs. Ramsey,
JonBenet's untimely death is a tragedy. And I will not rest
until I find her killer, or killers.
Mrs. Ramsey: Oh, really. Don't
bother. Nothing's going to bring our baby back.
Peter: No, no, I insist. I
will make it my life's work to find out...
Mr. Ramsey: We're fine! Just
drop it!
Announcer: The next laser
rock show will begin in 20 minutes.
Peter: You hear that, Brian?
A laser rock show! Come on, cheer up, would you?
Brian: I don't much feel like
it.
Presenter: Binary is the computer
language in which words are translated into sequences of
zeroes and ones. Anything at all can be expressed in binary
as we demonstrate in this famous scene from 'The Miracle
Worker.'
Annie Sullivan: Zero one,
one zero, one zero, zero one.
Helen Keller: [Incomprehensible
gibberish]
Annie Sullivan: Zero one,
one zero, one zero, zero one!
Helen Keller: [Garbled repetition
of binary phrase]
Annie Sullivan: Zero one!
Zero one!
[Exhibit, 'The Miracle of Electricity.'
Old man flicks lamp on and off]
Old man: What, you don't think
this is amazing? When I saw this at the 1904 World's Fair,
I nearly crapped my pants!
Quagmire: All right! Virtual
reality! Whoa, you guys gotta try this! Hey, look at me!
I'm a pole in a strip club! It's show time. No! Stop! False
alarm!
Peter: Oh, my God! I'm flyin',
I'm flyin'! [in VR, Peter is seated on an airliner] Yes,
I'll have a Diet Sprite.
["One" by Three Dog Night ("One
is the loneliest number...") plays under laser show visuals]
Mayor West: <to own right
hand> You are a filthy whore.
Cleveland: Okay, Johnny Depp
or Richard Grieco?
Quagmire: Ah, that's gross!
Peter: Yeah, let's not do
this!
Cleveland: Come on. If you're
secure in your masculinity, you can answer a simple hypothetical.
Quagmire: All right. Johnny
Depp because he kind of looks like a chick, I guess.
Cleveland: What about you,
Peter?
Peter: Oh, man! I don't know.
Richard Grieco would probably appreciate you more. You know,
not take you for granted. I mean with Johnny Depp, it's
like he wouldn't really need you, you know?. He'd probably
sneak out after you fell asleep. Of course, with Johnny,
you'd get the financial security. I'd go with Johnny.
[Sirens wailing]
Brian: Oh, great.
Joe: Brian.
Brian: Uh, hey, Joe. How's
it going?
Joe: Pretty good. You were
doing a little swerving back there.
Brian: Yeah, me and the boys
were just...
Joe: Whoa, you're off the
meter, Brian! You're under arrest.
Brian: Oh, come on!
Joe: Move it! One of you guys
all right to drive?
Peter: Um, yeah. I can do
it.
Joe: Great. I'll meet you
at the Drunken Clam. We'll tie one on. <to Brian>
I'm very disappointed in you.
[Outside courthouse. Title: ONE MONTH
LATER]
Brian: God, a DUI! I can't
believe this. I could actually go to jail!
Lois: It's okay, Brian. You'll
get through this DUI, and you'll be a better person for
it.
Stewie: Well now, hold on
a minute. Don't disguise his alcohol dependence as a ticket
to self-realization!
Brian: Look, you're not one
to talk, all right? You remember that time I gave you apple
juice and told you it was wine?
Stewie: <drunkenly>
I think you are a special person.
Brian: Thanks.
Stewie: Now, come on! I'm
being serious. I'm gonna be serious here for a second! Are
you gonna listen to me? Are you gonna listen to me so I
can tell you that I respect you? [Snickering]
Peter: Brian, I know this
is a bad time for you. If I have any advice to give you,
it is this. Grow a beard.
Lois: Peter, I wish you'd
shave that thing. Beards are so ugly.
Wooly Willy: Hey!
Lois: Oh, relax, Wooly Willy.
There's lots of fun things you can do with that. There we
go.
Wooly Willy: Thanks!
Judge: On the charge of driving
under the influence, this court finds you guilty.
Stewie: Yes! Good call. Churn
the butter. Ooo, ooo!
Judge: In lieu of jail time,
I sentence you to 100 hours of community service. Next item.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to join these two in
holy matrimony. If anyone objects to this union, speak now
or forever hold your peace.
Mayor West: Quiet down! You
had your chance!
Meg: So, what do you have
to do for your community service?
Brian: I got assigned to the
Outreach to the Elderly program. I gotta take care of some
old woman who hasn't been out of her house in 30 years.
Chris: When I got caught at
school with my hand down my pants I had to keep it there
for a whole week. Ha! What a week!
Brian: I don't know, I guess
taking care of this old woman'll be just like baby-sitting,
only with bigger diapers.
Stewie: Aha! So they do make
bigger diapers! That deceitful woman told me I'd have to
learn to use the toilet. Well, fie on the toilet! It's made
slaves of you all. I've seen it sitting in there, lazy,
slothful, porcelain layabout feeding on other people's doo-doos
while contributing nothing of its own to society! You get
a job!
[Rings doorbell]
Brian: Uh, Pearl Burton? My
name's Brian. I'm here from the Outreach to the Elderly
program?
Pearl: You're late!
[Several locks opening]
Brian: Ah! What the hell is
this?
Pearl: Delousing powder! Everyone
on the outside is filthy!
Brian: Well, you could have
given me some warning!
Pearl: Here's your warning-it's
gonna burn like hell in 30 seconds. I like my tea at 4:00,
my dinner at 6:00. And I take my bath at 7:00 sharp, so
I can listen to Paul Harvey. You will warm up my bath water
with quick bursts from the faucet during commercials only.
It's going to take you a while to get the rhythm-Paul Harvey
moves seamlessly into commercials. By the way, it's been
30 seconds.
Brian: [Screaming]
Lois: Peter, stop scratching
that thing.
Peter: I can't. It's itching
like crazy.
Chris: Dad, can I scratch
your beard?
Peter: Have you finished your
homework?
Chris: Yes.
Peter: Okay then.
Lois: Brian, you've been awfully
quiet. Is the community service not going that well?
Brian: Lois, it's horrible.
I was cleaning her house all day. It's the worst job I've
ever had. Well, except for one. <cut to Brian in apron,
offering food samples at the supermarket> Excuse me.
Would you like to taste my smoked-meat log?
Waiter: Here you go. Enjoy
your food.
Stewie: Enjoy your studio
apartment.
Lois: Peter, you got a little
something right here.
Peter: Where? Here?
Lois: No, no, no. Other side.
Peter: Over here?
Lois: The left side.
Peter: Right here?
Lois: Your other left side.
Peter: Where am I at?
Lois: Up a little.
Peter: Do I have it?
Lois: Up a little.
Peter: Is it gone?
Lois: Now go down.
Peter: Is it gone? [screams]
Is it gone? [screams] Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!
Get it off!
Lois: Peter, hold still! Hold
still!
Dr. Goodman Wait, don't touch
that bird!
Peter: What's it to you, pal?
Dr. Goodman I'm Dr. Goodman
of the Quahog Ornithological Society, ironically dining
in a restaurant that exclusively serves poultry.
Lois: Doctor, what is this?
Dr. Goodman Oh, it's a very
rare species. The endangered White-Rumped Swallow.
Chris: Ha ha! Rump.
Peter: This isn't funny, Chris!
Ha ha ha, swallow. Look, just get rid of this bird, all
right?
Dr. Goodman Unfortunately,
I can't do that. Once the swallow has chosen its nesting
place, it's illegal to disturb it.
Lois: But, he can't walk around
with a bird in his beard.
Dr. Goodman I'm sorry, you
have to wait until the bird departs of its own accord or
you'll be prosecuted to the full extent of the law.
Meg: Wow! You sure know a
lot of stuff.
Dr. Goodman It's great to
learn.
Diners: 'Cause knowledge is
power!
Pearl: What is this? Spit
soup?
Brian: Tomato bisque.
Pearl: What is this? Snot
soup?
Brian: Tomato bisque!
Pearl: What is this? Diarrhea
soup?
Brian: Look, I'm not making
you anything else. So, just eat it, all right?
Pearl: Fine! Then I'll have
to call the judge, and that means you'll go to jail! You're
one phone call away from getting a human booster shot from
a guy named Molly.
[Peter and Lois are at the movies.
The bird keeps eating Peter's popcorn]
Peter: Damn it all! Sorry!
Sorry!
[bird squawks]
Patrons: Hey, shut up! Keep
it down! We're trying to watch-
Peter: Look, there's nothing
I can do, all right?
Patrons: Take it outside,
pal! Ever heard of a sitter?
Peter: Look, it's an endangered
species. What am I supposed to...
Man: I'll make you an endangered
species!
Peter: Oh, good comeback,
Potsie!
Man: I'll kick your ass, that's
what I'll do.
Peter: Look, everybody just
shut up! Shut up! He has stopped squawking. He's receded
into my beard. We can all watch the movie. Shut up.
Voice: Eric, if you're in
here, we're all going to Marty's after the movie.
Lois: I love you so much.
Peter: I love you, too, honey.
Chris: What's wrong?
Peter: Now that's it. You're
history, pal. No bird frenches my wife and gets away with
it!
Pearl: Help! Help! I've broken
my hip! Brian! 5.3 seconds. I could have been dead by now!
Brian: You mean, you're not
really...
Pearl: I heard you drop that
light bulb, too. That'll be 67 cents! Now, go warm me up
some of that diarrhea soup!
Brian: That's it! I have had
it with you, you old hag! You're just a miserable, dried-up
shut-in trying to make everyone else feel as bad as you
do! Why don't you do the world a big favor and drop dead?
Brian: This last one won't
open.
Pearl: Jiggle it a little
bit.
Brian: Like this?
Pearl: Nah, here, let me get
it.
Brian: Thanks. And you know-drop
dead.
[Heavy metal rock music]
Peter: Get out of my beard,
you squawking bastard! Nothing. Well, I was hoping it wouldn't
come to this.
Lois: Oh my God, Peter, no!
Peter: Lois, the bird must
die!
[Lois and Peter struggle for the
gun, which goes off, breaking the window]
Peter: It's gone! It's gone!
Oh, thank God!
Lois: Peter, what's that sound?
[Chirping]
Peter: Oh, my God! They're
babies. Hey, look, Lois. There are three of them, just like
ours. <Chris and Stewie's heads appear on the first two
birds, then nothing on the third> And uh, um.... <Boba
Fett's head appears on third bird> Sweet.
Announcer: We now return to
E!'s Mysteries and Scandals. Pearl Burton, the Jingle Queen.
Brian: Pearl?
A.J. Benza: I'm A.J. Benza.
You won't find Pearl Burton's name on the Hollywood Walk
of Fame. Yet from 1945 to 1960, you couldn't turn on a radio
or television without hearing one of her trademark jingles.
Pearl: ♪ You're only healthy
when you're tan so soak up all the sun you can with Copper-Coppertone!
♪
A.J. Benza: At her peak, Pearl
Burton earned 26 grand a year which by today's standards
would be just under 49 billion dollars.
Lois: Brian, she's beautiful.
Brian: Yeah. And that voice.
I had no idea.
A.J. Benza: In 1961, Pearl
used an appearance at Carnegie Hall to make the leap from
jingle-singer to artist.
Pearl: [sings operatic aria]
Brian: That's Habanera from
Carmen. I've never heard it sung so beautifully.
Audience: Sing Coppertone!
Yeah, Coppertone! Do Doan's Pills! Sing Gold Bond Medicated
Powder! Pepsodent! Chiclets! Chiclets!
A.J. Benza: No one has seen
Pearl Burton since that fateful night over 30 years ago.
She's presumed dead.
Brian: My God! And I said
all those awful things to her!
[Brian rushes to Pearl's house, where
she is about to hang herself]
Brian: Pearl! Come on, Pearl!
Don't do this!
Pearl: You should be happy!
I'm taking your advice and doing the world a big favor!
Now, move! Your fur is making my feet sweat!
Brian: Pearl, listen to me.
I heard you sing. It was the most beautiful sound I've ever
heard in my life.
Pearl: Sure. Warbling for
Vicks VapoRub and Dippity-do!
Brian: No, no, Pearl, I mean...
Pearl: Ah, stop trying to
talk me out of it! I'm a pathetic sellout!
Brian: No one who sings Carmen
like you is pathetic!
Pearl: What?
Brian: I heard you sing Habanera.
You were sublime.
Pearl: You liked my aria?
Brian: I was overwhelmed.
Pearl: You're the first person
who ever complimented my Habanera. Thank you.
Brian: Well, I'd better get
going. I'll see you tomorrow.
Pearl: But you're not scheduled
tomorrow.
Brian: I know.
[Cheerful instrumental music]
[Peter and the birds montage]
Peter: And then the cow came
out of the barn. See? See, look. There's the cow. And what
does a cow say? Yes, yes, that's right. A cow says peep-peep-peep-peep.
Lois: You know, Peter, they're
getting awfully big.
Peter: So?
Lois: So, every good mother
knows when it's time for her babies to leave the nest.
Peter: Hey, they're free to
go anytime they want! [birds attempt to leave] Fine. I'll
let them go.
Pearl: [sings final notes
of Ave Maria]
Brian: Pearl, do you rent
or own?
Pearl: Own what?
Brian: Those wings, you angel.
That was fantastic. That was so incredible.
Pearl: So, what do you want
for dinner? I was thinking about making us that lamb and
rice you love.
Brian: Well, you know, Pearl,
what I'd really like for dinner is to go out.
Pearl: Brian, you know I can't
do that. I haven't left this house in such a long time.
I'm afraid.
Brian: I know. But I'll be
with you.
Pearl: I don't know.
Brian: Come on, Pearl. There's
so much you've missed in the last 30 years. In fact, allow
me to fill you in. ♪ The '60s brought the hippie breed
And decades later, things have changed indeed We lost the
values, but we kept the weed You've got a lot to see ♪
♪ The Reagan years have laid the
frame for movie stars to play the White House game We're
not too far from voting Feldman-Haim You've got a lot to
see ♪
♪ The town of Vegas has got a
different face 'cause it's a family place with lots to do
Where in the '50s, a man could mingle with scores of all
the seediest whores, well now his children can, too ♪
♪ You heard it from the canine's
mouth The country's changed, that is, except the South And
you'll agree No one really knows, my dear lady friend just
quite how it all will end So, hurry 'cause you've got a
lot to see ♪
♪ The baldness gene was cause
for dread but that's a fear that you can put to bed They'll
shave your ass and glue it on your head You've got a lot
to see ♪
♪ The PC age has moved the bar
A word like 'redneck' is a step too far The proper term
is 'country-music star' You've got a lot to see ♪
♪ Our flashy cell phones make
people mumble 'Gee whiz, look how important he is, his life
must rule' You'll get a tumor But on your surgery day, the
doc will see it and say 'Wow, you must really be cool' ♪
Tom Tucker: There's lots of
things you may have missed.
Mayor West: Like Pee Wee and
his famous wrist.
Cleveland: Or Sandy Duncan's
creepy phony eye.
Neil Goldman: That awesome
Thundercats cartoon.
Diane Simmons: Neil Armstrong
landing on the moon.
Meg: Neil Armstrong? Wait-was
he the trumpet guy?
Brian: ♪ So, let's go see
the USA They'll treat you right unless you're black or gay
or Cherokee But you can forgive the world and its flaws
and follow me there because you've still got a hell of a
lot to see You've got a lot to see ♪
Pearl: Brian, I've missed
so much! I wouldn't be standing here right now if it wasn't
for you!
Doctor: She's right in here.
Just tell the disorderly when you're ready to leave.
Brian: Don't you mean the
orderly?
Doctor: No, I mean the disorderly.
That's a little doctor joke we like to make around here.
We also like Kevin Pollack.
Brian: Oh, my God, Pearl!
Pearl: Brian, I don't have
much time.
Brian: God, I never should
have made you leave the house! This is all my fault!
Pearl: Don't be so hard on
yourself. Aside from the truck part, this was the best day
of my life. I only wish we could have a little more time
together.
Brian: We can.
[Sentimental instrumental music]
Peter: Good-bye, kids.
[Heart monitor flatline]
Brian: Good-bye, Pearl.
Doctor: Hey, who wants to
see a dead body?
Peter: Rough week, huh?
Brian: I've seen better.
Peter: Brian, looks like somebody's
checking you out.
Brian: I'm-I'm not ready yet.
You're getting some looks yourself.
Peter: I'm not ready either.
[closing theme music]