You want to continue this sometime? I'll still take the check The check, the check. Well, look who wants to be prepared. Stewie a brilliant but sadistic baby bent on killing his mother and taking over the world , Meg the oldest, and is the most unpopular girl in town and Chris the middle kid, he's not very bright but has a passion for movies. You click it when you want me to do a trick, and then I get a treat, so I associate the two. Lois, our waiter is dead to us. Listen, I got to go. I mean, back then, that was old to me.
Well, happy Valentine's Day, Lois. Looks like Brian's the only guy with nothing going on. I hope Rupert and I haven't been too loud up there. This specimen is unable to perform. Oh, no, no, no, wait! So if you're looking to do a river murder, this could be your window.
The night before, he over indulged in alcohol and chocolates. Plus, he-he wears a Cat in the Hat hat and sometimes a scarf, no matter what Lois says because it gives him a youthful vibe and adds some color to his face. Is this the romantic ending you were hoping for? And I'll always remember you, Ellie. You know, if Chris is this hard to convince, we may just have to kill Arthur Valentine. It's why I always talk and ask questions so much.
Nancy Reagan, preschool Chris Sey valet, young Lois German guy, lots of dogs Arthur Valentine We didn't write an ending So we're all together, trying to make it better They didn't write an ending But what the heck? I know, it's the best. They paid a lot of money to schedule me to breed with whichever male dog wins the competition. Hey, hey, hey, stop crying, Chris. The final member of the family is Brian - a talking dog and much more than a pet, he keeps Stewie in check whilst sipping Martinis and sorting through his own life issues. I've never been so prepared.
There is no Arthur Valentine? Now, Brian you've got to roll over and be good on all fours. The lights, the people watching. God, I forgot how much I love art. Oh, God, that broke his nose. No, this is the veterinarian's.
The shock of seeing Arthur Valentine die seems to have really gotten to him. I-I really like you, too, Ellie. Who sends a Christmas card to their vet? Well, I best be going anyway. Peter, come on, time to get dressed for our Valentine's Day dinner. Have you fallen and can't get up? Stewie, we're entering a dog show! What the hell are you doing?! Yeah, I bet she actually thinks that thing loved her. Some of the kids think he's weird because he takes his shirt off to pee. Man, thank you for all your help, Stewie.
Yeah, that's gonna be a terrible car ride, man. Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho! Let me give you my number. We have to focus all our attention on our hostess now. We'll get to the specials, but first, I need to tell you I'm gay. I'm sorry, too, but I see now that you were right. I do, but she needs help lifting me into the shower chair. What are you doing here? Max's grandfather may have been a horse.
That one's the death penalty. Well, maybe, but what if I try it with a basketball? What are you in for? I see Arthur Valentine outside! What, like like breed breed? What are you doing here? Apparently, he's not well liked. I had him pump my stomach, too. We have to bring him back to life. I have to have sex with whichever male dog wins, whoever that ends up being. Undaunted; Brian immediately prepares to compete.
He's the only waiter we have. Oh, you're a show dog? You can't just click after everything you say. It's the only thing that'll snap him out of it. Chris, come down here, quick! We're sorry, but you're old enough now to know the truth. If-if you just-just give me a second to get, like, a scenario in my head. You're such an amazing guy. I decided we're going someplace nice this time.
She laid out a trail of rose petals, and I elbow-crawled to the sponge and shower chair. I'll always remember you, Brian. No waiter of mine is gonna be gay! We never meant to hurt you, buddy. All right Brian, now if we're going to get you ready to compete in that dog show, we've got a lot of training to cover. It's not that I don't want to kiss you.