Character: Stewie Griffin

I usually have a good attitude about things, if you shove it into your mouth.

The world would be much better if they were ruled by children.

Brrr... Brian, I'm not sure I can handle it. Here is colder than Angelina Jolie.

- Brian! Look what I won! [touches chest medal]
Wow! And what did you win?
- For the best pig in the competition!
Stop. You bred a pig?
- How! The genetically enhanced pig in the competition!

What's that smell?! But a corpse. Then, I think, is the smell familiar.

Stewie, what are you doing?
- Its steepness!

How dare you besmirch my good name with your filthy slander!

Stewie, I'm sorry Bart didn't want to be friends with you.
What? No! He sucks! And, in my opinion, he has a girly voice.
Really? And I thought you were good. I understand that when you reject, you fail.
- Of course, I understand! You're a loser! And I'm not, I'm a lone wolf! By the way, go powow on the moon.

Hello tavern, Mo.
- Your sister was raped!

- You hate MTV.
With grass going.

Well - I pretended to be good. And it wasn't the worst I'd done.

Yes, our relationship with Lois are pretty intense, not that I want to kill Lois, I just don't want to see her among the living.

Inspiration has no schedule.

To hell with the toilet! You are all his slaves! And he sits there, slothful porcelain layabout feeding strangers kakami and nothing for society does not! Go to work!