Meg Griffin: Oh, my God, this is gonna be so amazing! It's all anybody in my class is talking about.
Chris Griffin: [he throw a pencil on the floor] Darn it, why is this so hard?
Meg Griffin: What's wrong, Chris?
Chris Griffin: Just 'cause Obama's coming, everybody in my English class has to write a stupid essay about hope. But this is all I can come up with.
Meg Griffin: [she borrow Chris' notebook] Chris, this is just a shaded-in triangle and the word "muff".
Chris Griffin: For God's sakes, Meg, it's a first draft. Just tell me if you think the tone is right.
Meg Griffin: Well, I don't know what this is, but it's not what hope is about, Chris.
Chris Griffin: [he borrow his notebook] Well, if you're such a genius, you tell me what hope is.
Meg Griffin: Hope is what gets you out of bed in the morning when it's the day of prom and you haven't been asked. Hope pushes the caterpillar through the cocoon and drives the salmon upstream. [Chris continues write on his notebook] Your breasts may be small and your glasses may be thick, but hope doesn't hold up a mirror. Hope is a horizon we head for, leaving nothing behind us but fear. And though we may never reach our goals, it's hope that will save us from who we once were.
Chris Griffin: Wow. Did you learn that at school?
Meg Griffin: No. You can't just learn creative writing, Chris. It's got to be inside you, like musical talent or athleticism or the ability to choose to be gay.
Chris Griffin: I don't think they choose that.
Meg Griffin: Oh, please, they choose that.

[Peter on "The Price is Right" while drinking Red Bull]
Drew Carey: Everybody, welcome back to The Price is Right. Time to spin the wheel. Top winner for the day is Peter, so you're gonna be the first to spin it. Peter, closer to a dollar without going over.
[Peter drinks a can of Red Bull and gives the wheel such a strong spin that it spins very fast]
Drew Carey: Alright, while we're waitin' for the wheel to spin, wanna say "hi" to anybody?
Drew Carey: Ha, okay. Sure they're happy to hear that.
[The wheel spins so fast that it spins off the set and into the audience crushing a few audience members]
Peter: Woah! Paramedics, come on down! :Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

Stewie: Let's go find a big, black, sassy nurse. There's always one.

Dr. Hartman: Well, stranger things have happened in medicine. I once tried to clone a chicken and it ended up being a man-sized chicken that was extremely hostile and escaped from the lab.

Brian: Meg, you're so beautiful on the inside... but it's important that you know your limitations.

Peter: I'm making my own Red Bull! Lois can't stop me from experiencing the manic highs and lows my body demands.
Brian: Whoa, whoa, you're adding kerosene? That's insane! That'll destroy your body, Peter!
Peter: Kerosene is fuel, Brian. Red Bull is fuel. Kerosene is Red Bull.
Brian: That drink will kill you, Peter.
Peter: Whatever kills me will make me stronger.

Brian: [tied to the playground] Where am I?
Stewie: We’re at the playground, Brian. I kidnapped you. You and I are going to spend the rest of our lives living right here under the slide.
Brian: Stewie, what the Hell... Are you out of your mind?!
Stewie: I MOST CERTAINLY AM NOT! I know what you’re planning to do, and I WON’T allow it. You’re NOT gonna kill yourself for that fat BASTARD!!!!
Brian: Look, I’ve made up my mind, all right, now untie me.
Stewie: No I will NOT! How DARE you make plans to abandon me??!!
Brian: Come on. You can live without a dog, Stewie, but you can’t live without a father. Besides, how do you think we’re supposed to live out here in the playground?
Stewie: We’ll do fine, Brian. Everything’s right here where we need it. The jungle gym is the grocery store, the swing set is the mall, the seesaw is the post office, and the sandbox is our summer home. Can you believe it Brian? We...We have a summer home! I mean yes, We’ll have to rent it out some years to help pay for... no wait! No we won’t, ‘cause I’m a famous race car driver, I’m a God.
Brian: Stewie, You’re not a race car driver, and if you don’t let me go right now, you’re gonna lose your dad.
Stewie: ...But...Brian, I...I don’t wanna lose anybody. I...I don’t want...I DON’T WANNA LOSE ANYBODY!! [sobs hard, seeping green snot]
Brian: Oh my God, Just stop...Stop! Just stop it!
Stewie: BRIAN I LOVE YOU!! [snot covers his face]
Brian: Oh, God! Just wipe your nose, man!
Stewie: Can I have a hug Brian?
Brian: Oh, No...No! God...No! Not now! No!
Stewie: I want a hug! I love...[hugs Brian] I love you, Brian! I love you so much!
Brian: No, no. Just wipe... Oh, God, there's no Kleenex. Go... Go roll around in the sandbox... In the summer house! Go... Go to the summer house and roll around!

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