Butlers:We only live to kiss ass.

Butler:Kiss it!Hell, we'll even wipe it for you.

Butlers:From here on in its Easy Street.

Peter talking:Any bars on that street?

Butler talking:24 happy hours a day.

Peter talking:Oh, boy

Guards:We'll stop jehovahs at the gate.

Guard talking:Can I see that pamphlet sir.

*SMACK*

Peter:My god this house is freakin' sweet!



Chef:I make brunch,Clive cooks lunch.

Both:Each and everyday.

Blake:Chocolate cake ala Blake.

Peter:100 bucks Blake is gay.

Butler:We'll do the best we can with Meg.

Meg talking:Are you saying im ugly?

Maid talking:It doesn't matter dear you're rich now.

Butlers:We'll do your nails and rub your feet.

Lois talking:Oh that's not nessa--Oh, my

Butlers:We'll do your homework every night.

Chris talking:It's really hard.

Butler:That's why we got that Steven Hawking guy.

Peter:My god this house is freakin' sweet!



Peter:Used to pass, lots of gas, Lois ran away.

Now we've got, 30 rooms, hello beans, good bye spray.

Butlers:We'd take a bullet just for you.

Stewie talking:Oh. what a coincidence, I've got one.

Lois talking:Stewie!

Butlers:Prepare to suck that golden teat.

Butlers and maids:Now that your stinking rich.

We'll gladly be your bitch.

All:My god this house is freakin' sweet!

Welcome!

Maid: Well, that's a wrap people, now let's get the hell outta here...

Peter:Where're you going?

Maid:The old braud only paid us up throught the song.

Lois:That's okay, we can just pickup after ourselves. After all,

we'll only be here on weekends.

Peter: Oh, no, Lois. It's time you started living like the piece of Schmidt

you are.

Lois: That's Pewterschmidt.

Peter:Hey, hey you guys! You're all hired to be fulltime Griffin

servents.

Lois:Peter, where are we going to get the money to pay all these people?

Peter:Simple, I uh- sold our house in Quaohog...

Lois: You sold our home?

Peter:Surprise...

Lois: Peter, how could you?

Peter:Whoops...I regonize that tone, tonight i sleep alone.

But still this 

All:house is freakin' sweet!