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It seems today that all you see

Is violence in movies and sex on TV

But where are those
good old-fashioned values

On which we used to rely?

Lucky there's a family guy

Lucky there's a man who
Positively can do

All the things that make us

Laugh and cry!

He's a family guy!

And now back to G.I. Jose.

Hey, guys,
let's go swim in the old quarry.

- Yeah!
- Wait a minute, kids.

Don't go swimming in that quarry.
It's dangerous!

Wow! Thanks, G.I. Jose.

Hey, you guys wanna buy some gum,
or cotton candy, or a stuffed animal?

How about an inflatable mallet, huh?
This is fun.

You can hit your friend
on the head with it.

But don't hit him on the head with it.

Yeah, thanks.
I don't really need any of that stuff.

You got any dents
you need hammered out?

G.I. Jose!

Good evening, I'm Tom Tucker.

Coming up, important traffic news
that can't help you

because you're someplace where a TV is.

But first, get ready, Quahog,

because Barry Manilow will
be performing this weekend

at the Quahog Performing Arts Center.

Barry Manilow.

- What a joke.
- So stupid.

- And boring as hell.
- Yeah, no kidding.

You couldn't pay me to go to that thing.

Hey, you know what we should do?
We should go just as a goof.

- That'd be hilarious.
- Yeah, just look at all the idiots.

- All the dumb ass Manilow fans.
- Yeah.

I mean, he's got, like, one good song.

- Yeah, I mean, Mandy is not terrible.
- Yeah, the opening's okay.

- And I guess you can't hate Copacabana.
- Yeah, if you're in the right mood.

Daybreak is a good song.

- Oh, yeah.
- That's a good song.

- And I like Weekend in New England.
- Yeah, that's a good one.

- Looks Like We Made It.
- Yeah, it's not bad.

Right?

I love Barry Manilow.

- Oh, my God, he's the best!
- I have everything he's ever recorded!

- Me, too! In my car!
- We have to go to that concert.

We are going to that concert.

And I'm...

Ready to take a chance again

Ready to put my love on the line

With you

Been living with nothing to show for it

You get what you get when you go for it

And I'm ready
to take a chance again

With you

Thank you. Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

For this next song,
I'm gonna need some help

from a member of the audience.
So, let's see. What's your name?

- Claire.
- No, I don't like that.

- What's yours?
- Harriet.

No, it's gotta be two syllables.

- Peter!
- Cleveland!

- Joseph! Joseph!
- Quagmire!

Wow, that's exotic.

All right, why don't you come up
and join me on the stage?

- Go, go, go, go, go!
- Oh, my God!

- Oh, my God, oh, my God!
- I hate you so much right now!

The night goes into morning

Just another day

Happy people pass my way

Looking in their eyes, I see a memory

I never realized how happy you made me

Oh, Quagmire

Oh!

Well, you came
And you gave without taking

I would never take from you, Barry.

But I sent you away

Oh, Quagmire

You kissed me
And stopped me from shaking

And I need you today

Oh, Quagmire

God, he's so talented.

You know, he wrote all those
Kentucky Fried Chicken jingles.

I don't care for them.

Not after what happened
to Foghorn Leghorn.

I say, I say, son,
what do we got brewing in here?

I was walking by
when I picked up the smell

of 11 herbs and spices...

Look at that boy,

running all around like a chicken
with its head cut... Wait a minute.

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What the hell? Where's my wallet?

Aw, crap, I must've dropped it
at the Barry Manilow concert.

Dropped it at the what? And where was I?

Peter, you and your excuses
for losing your wallet.

"I dropped it at the concert."
"The hooker took it."

- "It's with my other family."
- That one was true.

And let me tell you something,
they appreciate me for who I am.

All right, Peter,
have a good business trip.

Taxi!

- Who's hungry?
- Yeah! Mommy's home!

Hello, dear. I'm so glad you're home.

While you were away,
I tried to do the laundry.

Your favorite shirt.

Adam Kenneth Handleman,
when will you learn?

Oh, my God, Peter,
your Visa bill is $16,000!

Somebody's been using your credit card.

Didn't you cancel it
when you lost your wallet?

I hear what you're saying, Lois,

but unlike my credit card,
I'm carrying a very low rate of interest.

Let me see that.

A big screen TV, a massage chair
from Sharper Image, plane tickets...

Peter, someone has obviously stolen
your credit card.

Well, here's the good news, Brian.

Whoever the thief is, he's spending less
than my wife.

Wait, look at this.
He eats at House of Chung every day.

House of Chung, eh?

Come on, let's go, Brian.
I'm gonna get revenge.

Just like I did against that pigeon
that pooped on my car.

Oh!

That's right. Get it nice and clean.

The place is packed.

How are we gonna figure out
who has your credit card?

I got it, Brian. Smell my ass.

- What?
- Smell my ass.

It's where I keep my wallet.

Get the scent and then find the guy
that smells like me.

- Peter, that's ridiculous.
- Come on, boy, get the scent.

- Cut it out!
- Get a good sniff.

That's disgusting.
You're an idiot, you know that?

Wait a minute.

Your wallet's over there.

Oh, my God, it's you!

James Woods.

Hello, Peter. I've been expecting you.

You stole my credit card,
you son of a bitch.

What did I ever do to you?

That's a good question, Peter.

What did you ever do to me?
What did you ever do to James Woods?

Well, I locked you in a wooden crate
and forgot to put an air hole in it.

- Forgot to put an air hole in it.
- Well, you kind of had it coming.

Look, Mr. Woods,
just give Peter back his wallet.

Oh, no, Brian. I'm just getting started.

Peter, you humiliated me.
You put me through hell.

And now you're gonna pay for it.

So get ready.

Oh! That kung pao chicken smells good.
You smell that, Brian?

All I can smell is your ass.

Lois, we found the guy
who stole my wallet.

- You'll never guess who it was.
- James Woods?

Hello, stranger.

I don't recall inviting you into my home.

Peter, he's been here for four hours.

I told him to leave,
but he keeps saying he lives here.

I say, this is more uncomfortable

than having James Brady
at a cocktail party.

All right, so I got my handgun

and I'm just randomly firing it
into a crowd of people, and then...

- And then what?
- And... Nothing. Nothing.

No, no, I'm anxious to hear
the conclusion of your story.

It's stupid. Stupid story.

- I'm calling the police.
- That won't be necessary.

I already did.

Hello, Officer. Would you be kind enough
to remove this trespasser from my home?

What are you talking about?
This is my house.

No, this house belongs to Peter Griffin.
And that's me.

Hmm.

Driver's license, Social Security card,
passport, title to the house.

This puts me in a tough spot.

Joe, you can't possibly believe this.
You know who Peter is.

I know, Lois,
but this man has all the paperwork.

Oh, come on, this is identity theft.

I hate to have to do this,
but I'm afraid legally I have no choice.

I'm gonna have to ask you to leave, sir.

Thanks, Joe. Clam later?
We'll hoist a few?

- Sure, Peter.
- Joe!

Hey, not so fast, pal.
Those are my clothes.

- Oh, come on.
- You heard him, fella. Take 'em off.

Right down to the poop sack.

What? You don't all wear a poop sack?

Damn it, Bonnie!
You lied to me about the poop sack!

Hello, family. Hello, honey.

Stop calling me that.
I don't care what the law says,

you're not Peter Griffin,
you're James Woods.

I should've warned you,
she can be a real bitch in the morning.

Mom, this is really weird.
I want Dad back.

I don't.
Having a celebrity dad is a real thrill.

Not like the fake thrill of running
into your ex-girlfriend on the street.

- Rob? Hey!
- Hey! How are you?

- God, it's good to see you.
- Good to see you, too.

How's my dog? I'm... I'm sorry, your dog?

- Oh, I had to give him away.
- Gave him away!

- Well, Dave's allergic.
- Dave!

All right, so there's a Dave.
That's great. God, Dave sounds great.

Yeah, he is. And his parents are so sweet.

Met his parents and they're sweet.
Just older Daves, huh?

What a family. God, it's good to see you.

You won't get away with this, Woods.

You know, you're not supposed
to be in the house, Brian.

- You're more of an outdoor dog.
- What the hell does that mean?

This is so humiliating.

For God's sake, I went to Brown

and he's got me out here
tied to a post like some kind...

What the hell?

This rope was a lot longer,
and now it's somehow gotten shorter.

What sort of black magic is this?

Brian, guess what?

I gave James Woods your novel to read,
and you're not gonna believe this.

- Really? Did he like it?
- He wants to option it and make a movie!

- Really?
- No, he didn't really respond to it.

Oh. Listen, I need your help.
Run inside and get me a pair of scissors.

- No.
- Why not?

Because you made me watch that video
with the two girls and a cup.

- Okay, wait, so what is this now?
- Just watch.

- Why are we taping my reaction?
- Just... Just watch.

Okay. They're lesbians, clearly.

I don't know...

I don't know what else... Wait. Wait.

Wait... What? What? No!

No!

What is wrong with you? Oh, my God!

Oh, I'm never gonna be able
to eat ice cream... Oh, my God! Oh!

Oh, my God!

Oh, that is disgusting! Oh, my God!

Oh, can you imagine if two dudes did that?
Oh, my God, that'd be even worse!

I mean, like, would that...
Would that even exist?

I mean, like,
where would you even find that?

Let's type it in and see what comes up.

So, you can just rot out here, Brian.

Brian, what are you doing
tied to Meg's pole?

Peter, you got to get out of here.

If James Woods sees you,
he's gonna call the cops.

I miss my family, Brian,
and I gotta see them.

Well, well. A trespasser on my property.

That's the worst thing
that's happened to me since...

- You wouldn't!
- It's up to you, Peter.

Either you leave now,
or I set up one of your random flashbacks.

All right, all right, all right. Okay.

- Peter, what do you care...
- No, no, Brian, he's serious.

I'll come back for you, Lois.

And I'll set up all the flashbacks,
just like I used to.

Like the time I swallowed that midget,

who played Mini-Me,
just so I could make you laugh.

- You ready for dinner, Peter?
- Oh, yeah.

In fact, my stomach has been
talking to me all day.

I said, my stomach has been
talking to me all day.

Come on, say the line.

Oh, oh, there he is.

You know what, he slipped into my colon.
Yeah, damn it, he's smothered.

But let me just ask you this, Lois,

if my stomach had said,
"Hell, yeah, I'm hungry!

"How about some pork chops?"

- Would you have thought that was funny?
- Not really.

Well, then,
this has been an absolute misfire.

Oh, this is just awful.

James Woods is destroying this family,
and all just to get back at Peter.

I know, he's doing all the stuff
Dad usually does.

Right now he's upstairs talking to Meg.

Now, Meg, you want to be thin
like all the Hollywood starlets, right?

Yeah, but I love to eat.

Well, I've got a way
that you can eat all you want

and look like a Hollywood starlet.

Meg, let me introduce you to Mr. Pukey.

- Hiya, Meg.
- Hi.

Gosh, Mr. Pukey, you sure are good
at making fat women hot.

Wow, thanks.

You think you could help out
my friend Meg here?

Yeah, I think I could give her a hand.

Now close your eyes, Meg,
and let Mr. Pukey help you out.

Whoa!

When did Reese Witherspoon get here?

Mr. Woods, how do I get a girl to like me?

Oh, Chris, I'm your father. Call me Dad.

Okay, Dad. How do I get a girl to like me?

Well, there's a number of ways, Chris.

For example,
Heather Graham and I had a mutual friend,

and he threw a punch social one day
and we both happened to be there.

Next thing you know,
we're both in the back room, slam-bang.

I went bareback, babe.

- Wow, she sounds like a class act.
- Oh, not at all, Chris. No, not at all.

What am I gonna do, Brian?

James Woods has taken my life
and my family.

I know, Peter, but identity theft
is one of the hardest things to fight.

- How you gonna handle it?
- I don't know, Brian.

All I know is, I sure do miss Lois.
I gotta find a way to see her.

And I think I just got an idea.

A much better idea
than when I did magic for the blind.

- Is this your card?
- I don't know.

- Was it a red card?
- I don't know what red is.

Ta-da.

You know what's amazing, Lois?

A week from tomorrow,
it'll be 20 years we've been married.

- I married Peter Griffin, you lunatic!
- Hello. I was there, see?

Hi, everyone. Sorry I'm late.
I brought a friend home for dinner.

Mom, Dad, this is Scooter.

Uh... Hello, Scooter.

- Hi, Scooter.
- Hey, everybody.

Sure is swell of you to have me over.
What's for eats, Mrs. G?

Meatloaf, Pete... I mean, Scooter.
I hope you like it.

Leaping lizards, meatloaf is my favorite.

Scooter, how come
we've never met you before?

Shut up, Meg.

You know, Scooter,
we don't allow hats at the dinner table.

- Oh, my bad, Mr. G.
- Dad, no!

Aha! I should have known!

Get out of my house right now,
son of a bitch!

Well, that's it, Brian. I guess he's won.

I guess he's Peter Griffin now.

Wait a minute, Peter.

If he's Peter Griffin,
then that means you can be James Woods.

That's a great idea, Brian.

If I was a famous movie star,
I wouldn't even want my family.

No, no, Peter, I'm saying you can
do to him what he did to you.

- You can ruin him.
- I'll do it, I'll be James Woods.

From this day forth, I am James Woods.

And I'll stick to that story,
even if nobody believes it.

I'll tell you
what nobody believes in, ghosts.

Where did Robinson Crusoe go

With Friday on Saturday night

Damn. Play me off, Johnny.

You're probably wondering
why he's in hell.

Johnny liked little boys.

The question is, Brian,

how am I gonna make people
think I'm James Woods?

The same way he did, Peter.
Identity theft works both ways.

The first thing we're gonna do
is get you a perfect fake ID.

I know a guy who does good work.

You took a big risk coming here, man.
James Woods could be back any minute.

- I know. How fast can you do it?
- As fast as Spider-Man when he gets laid.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

That's never happened to me before.
It's just...

You're so attractive,
and it's been a while.

I'm gonna go.

Welcome back to the program,
ladies and gentlemen.

Please welcome our next guest,
Mr. James Woods. Oh, James.

- Wait a minute, you're not James Woods.
- Oh, I believe I am.

Driver's license, Social Security card,
American Express.

What the hell is he doing?

Wow, I guess you are James Woods.

So, now, let me understand this,
what are you here to promote, James?

Well, Dave, I have a hilarious new movie
coming out on HBO next month.

It's all about 9/11.

The movie's called
September 11, 2000-Fun.

No! No, no, no, no!

James, that sounds unbelievably offensive
to Americans.

Well, you haven't heard
what the movie is about.

I play a window washer who has
just finished washing the last window

of the World Trade Center.

And then I turn around
to get off the scaffold,

and what do you think I see coming?
A plane.

And I go, "Come on!"

You know, it's real,
real old-style comedy.

You know, it's like two pies in the face,

and one in a field in Pennsylvania.

James, I don't want to hear any more
about this.

And the voice of the plane is David Spade.

What? I would never
work with David Spade!

That dwarf! That skinny chicken .

Well, Brian, it's been a productive week.

I think I've successfully destroyed
James Woods' reputation. Here it is.

Well, our top story continues to be
the fall of actor James Woods,

who almost overnight has gone
from America's most beloved celebrity

to America's most hated pariah.

You're in a lot of trouble, Griffin,
you .

Oh, no, sir. You're Peter Griffin.
I'm James Woods.

You ruined my reputation.
And now you are gonna pay for it.

We're gonna settle this like men.

All right, we'll settle it like men.
But not here.

Meet me out in the alley in 20 minutes.

I'll be there. You be there, too,
you little piece of stool.

All right, Peter, I'm here. Where are you?

Ooh! A piece of candy. Ooh!
A piece of candy. Ooh! A piece of candy.

Ooh! A piece of candy. Ooh!
A piece of candy. Ooh! A piece of candy.

Ooh! A piece of candy. Ooh!
A piece of candy. Ooh! A piece of candy.

Okay, Brian,
next time let's remember this right away,

because he's done this twice.

Oh, Peter, we're so glad to have you back.
I missed you.

I missed you, too, Lois.

- So, what happened to James Woods?
- Oh, he's being examined by top men.

- Who?
- Top men.