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| - :[Joe is taking small talk class]
:Joe: It sure is cloudy today.
:Joe's teacher: Good, you could have also responded to Janet, who said her son died.
:Joe: I'm sorry your son died on such a cloudy day.
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:[Peter shoots a shadowy figure, which is then revealed to be Cleveland Jr.]
:Peter: Cleveland Jr.?
:Cleveland Jr. Mr. Griffin! You shot me!
:Peter: Oh my God!
:Lois Peter, where are you? Peter? Okay, I'm starting The Good Wife without you.
:Peter: Phew, heh. Unlike you,I dodged a bullet.
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:[Dr. Hartman comes into the room with Cleveland Jr. and his parents]
:Dr. Hartman: Okay, next is the Brown family...
:[He notices that they heard him]
:Dr. Hartman: Oh! Oh, I'm so sorry. Sometimes, I write descriptions of my patients to help me remember them.
:Cleveland: No, it's okay. Our last name is Brown.
:Dr. Hartman: Ah, okay. Phew. Oh, so this must be Chubster Dumb Dumb.
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:Donna: You wouldn't have fired that gun if he was white!
:Peter: That's not true, I'll shoot anybody. Joe, give me your gun.
:Joe: Here you go...hey wait a second!
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:Brian: I don't think it's lost on any of us that the laws are written on white paper.
:Stewie: Yeah, white paper. Check your jacket pocket.
:[Brian finds a note in his pocket and reads it]
:Brian: "I don't think it's lost on any of us that the laws are written on white paper." Hey, look. I'm just saying. It's no surprise that justice isn't color blind.
:Stewie: Check your other jacket pocket.
:[Brian reads the other note]
:Brian: "Hey, look I'm just saying. It's no surprise that justice isn't color blind." Stewie, you're a jerk!
:Stewie: Check Chris' pocket.
:[Brian sticks his hand in his pocket]
:Brian: What? There's nothing in here and...Oh, God! The bottom of the pocket's been cut out!
:Chris: Thanks, Brian. I was the mastermind behind this whole thing.
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:Brian: Boy, the world we live in, huh?
:Chris: Brian, reach into Meg's pocket.
:Meg: Go ahead, Brian.
:Brian: I...I don't wanna.
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:Peter: Hey, how ya feeling there, champ?
:Cleveland Jr.: I'm good. Getting better every day.
:Peter: Oh, I'm happy to hear that. Look, I hope you know. I'm sorry.
:Cleveland Jr.: Hey, these things happen.
:Cleveland: That's my boy.
:[Cleveland walks away]
:Cleveland Jr.: Mr. Griffin?
:Peter: Yeah?
:Cleveland Jr.: Just so you know, I'm gunna be coming for yo ass.
:Peter: What's that now?
:Cleveland Jr. I'm saying it's on. You ever feel the cool steel of a switchblade, pressed against your temple? [Laughter] Hey, Mr. Griffin, I'm just kidding...or am I? You're gunna be wondering about that, ya fat bitch. See you later!
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