Lois Griffin : [in an English accent like everyone else in the family except for Stewie who talks in a Kansas-like accent; Brian is a horse] All right, kids, enough telly. I hope everyone's peckish for some boiled lamb shank.
Peter Griffin : None for me, Lydia. I'm meeting me mates down at the pub.
Lois Griffin : Again? But Neville, you spend all your time down at the Fox and Pig and Dog and Wolf and Cat and Fiddle and Whistle and Cock.
Peter Griffin : And that's where you're wrong. The Fox and Pig and Dog and Wolf and Cat and Fiddle and Whistle and Cock is for tossers. We're meeting at the Dog and Cat and Bull and Whistle and Fiddle and Cock and Pig and Wolf and Carriage and Fife and Other Wolf.
Lois Griffin : But I need you to stay and have a chat with Collingsworth. I found him with another fag in his mouth this morning.
Peter Griffin : [to Chris] Oh, is that right? So you fancy fags, do you? Well, here... have a whole carton of fags
[throws a carton of cigarettes at Chris' lap]
Chris Griffin : I just want a comely lass to look upon me with favour.
Meg Griffin : I look on you with favour. I look on all of you with favour.
Peter Griffin : Shut up, British Meg.
Stewie Griffin : Look at Lydia. What a two-bit Wichita whore. One of these days she's gonna wake up killed.
Brian Griffin : Oh, matricide. Yet another of your childhood whims
[emphasising on the H]
Stewie Griffin : No, it ain't. I'm gonna follow through with... wait, why'd you say it like that?