Stewie: Boy in a truck to young to drive
Choir: Sing what you see!

My name's Evan by the way.


I'm gonna take a year off, hit the road, and live life to the fullest!


Lois, please send these back to the factory, I believe they're defective.


I've never even been in a picture before.


Brian: I mean I was having fun, making new friends, getting laid all the time, sleeping like a rock - but you made the call. You unilaterally decided I was better off a bitter alcoholic failure who could only hang out with a baby.
Stewie: Hey! We have fun.

Stewie: I've been approaching this far too intelligently. He's an idiot, so this shouldn't be hard at all! Hey Brian, you want to go see Doctor Hartman and get that procedure where you get two weiners?
Brian: Whoa, hell yeah! That way when I watch Black Swan, I can aim one at that Natalie Portman, and aim the other one at -
Stewie: Yes, yes, yes, we all know who the other one was.

I forgot Yelp was a weapon for dumb people, you taught me something today Brian.


Stewie: Because right now, you're about as useless as Black Widow is to the Avengers.
Captain America: So what's your superpower again?
Black Widow: I can kick.
Captain America: Right…so, uh, who else here can kick? Hulk stop being nice.

Chris: Mom, is dad gonna die?
Lois: Well Brian's the one with the brain tumor.

Brian: Winning!
Peter: Haha, remember somebody said that?

Lois: Doctor, do you think the brain tumor could have anything to do with Brian's recent behavior?
Doctor: Hmm, I haven't heard of brains being linked to behavior, but I suppose anything's possible.

Family Guy Quotes

Stewie: (Comes into the bedroom) Lois! Lois! Lois! Lois! Lois! Lois! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma! Ma! Ma! Ma! Mum! Mum! Mum! Mum! Mummy! Mummy! Mumma! Mumma! Mumma!
Lois: What!?
Stewie: Hi! (Giggling and running out of the room)

Hi, I'm Wilford Brimley and I have diabetes. It hurts me to pee and it causes me to be short with my family. I can't sleep at night. The other day I stubbed my toe and took it out on the dog. And two weeks ago I ran out of vanilla ice cream and struck my wife. Then I find out my wife has been dead for six years. Who the hell did I hit?

Wilford Brimley