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| - :Brian: Immigrants are part of our community.
:Peter: [interrupting] They're a part of the Rebel alliance, and a traitor. Take them away!
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:Peter: Hey, look, Lois, The John McCain Experience! [he pays money to be locked up in a bamboo cage while a Vietnamese person tortures him] Ahh! Agh! Agh! I want to be President!
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:Peter: [dressed up in an American flag suit] Good morning, my American family!
:Lois: Peter, where did you get that suit?
:Stewie: My God, you look like the Statue of Liberty's pimp. [he and Brian high-five each other]
:Peter: This is how a patriot dresses, Lois! Boy, I never knew it would feel this good to love my country. It's like loving God or a step-parent. You never really feel them love you back, but that's okay, because they got other stuff going on and you understand.
:Brian: Peter, you do realize there's a difference between loving America and being swept up in post-9/11 paranoia.
:Peter: Brian, are you suggesting that 9/11 didn't change everything?
:Brian: What? No, I was just...
:Peter: 'Cause 9/11 changed everything, Brian! 9/11 changed everything!
:Brian: Peter, you didn't even know what 9/11 was until 2004.
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:[in the back yard. Peter has a goat tied up near some bushes. Lois walks out]
:Lois: Peter, what the hell are you doing?
:Peter: Lois, I am doing my duty as a patriotic American! I'm sacrificing a goat to Toby Keith.
:Lois: Peter, Toby Keith doesn't want to be fed. Toby Keith wants to hunt!
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:Joe: Wow, Peter, you're really becoming quite the Patriot.
:Peter: You bet I am. I just had my penis tattooed to look like the space shuttle, and my 'nads tattooed to look like launch exhaust.
:Quagmire: [in his head] That bastard! That was my idea; he stole it! I was gonna do that to my penis! Oh, well, maybe I can do something else. Like, like, like the Space Needle... or a banana... or a Sharpie. Ah, I'm boring myself. Guess I'll just listen to some music.
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:Peter: Angela, I have a complaint.
:Angela: What is it, Griffin?
:Peter: I think Fouad is an illegal immigrant, and I cannot stand by while he steals wages and opportunities from citizens. I mean, this is an American company! You don't see Nike or Microsoft or General Motors or Ford or Boeing or Coca-Cola or Kellogg's profiting from non-American labor.
:Fouad: [in the hallway] Oh-ho-ho! Is funny because they all do! Oh-ho-ho!
:Angela: You have a point, Griffin. Maybe we should run a company-wide check to make sure all our personnel are legal citizens.
:Peter: Now you're talking, Angela! This country needs more immigrants like my cousin Peter the Pig needs a new house.
:[cutaway to the Big Bad Wolf trying to blow down a straw house]
:Peter the Pig: [from inside] Uh, I wouldn't do that if I were you.
:Big Bad Wolf: What?
:Peter the Pig: I said I wouldn't do that. [the wolf continues blowing] I said knock it off!
:Big Bad Wolf: Why?
:Peter the Pig: [hushed voice] Because I just made stool in there, and if you blow it down, the whole woods is gonna stink. Do you understand? Do you understand me, sir?
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:Thelma: Peter, as far as the U.S. government is concerned, you are an illegal Mexican immigrant.
:Peter: Holy crap!
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:INS employee: The only thing remaining is the oral test, which I will administer here. Now, question number one: Who discovered America?
:Peter: Dick York?
:INS employee: No.
:Peter: [slams his hand on the desk] Dick Sargent. It was Dick Sargent.
:INS employee: Ugh. Question number two: Complete this sentence: "The land of the free and the home of the 'blank'."
:Peter: Home of the Whopper?
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:[Peter is looking for jobs in the newspaper]
:Peter: "Hotel Maid Wanted." Aw, sweet! I could do that!
:[cut to Peter at a motel dressed as a maid, pushing a trolly of cleaning supplies. He stops at a door and knocks]
:Peter: [in foreign accent] Housekeeping. [no answer. He knocks again] Housekeeping.
:Man: [from inside] Come back later, please.
:Peter: Housekeeping?
:Man: Not now.
:Peter: House keeping.
:Man: Go away!
:Peter: I come in anyway?
:Man: No! Go away!
:Peter: I come in anyway. [inserts a key in the door and opens it. Inside are a couple having sex]
:Woman: Oh, my God!
:Man: I said no!
:Peter: Okay, I clean?
:Man: No! Get outta here!
:Peter: I clean now?
:Man: No!
:Peter: I stay and watch?
:Man: No!
:Peter: I get involved?
:Man: What?
:Peter: I get involved with lady?
:Man: W... w... [to the woman] what do you think?
:Woman: Turn around. [Peter turns a full 360°] I don't think so.
:Peter: Okay. You lend me money?
:Man: No.
:Peter: You drive my grandmother to doctor's appointment?
:Man: No! No, I'm not doing that.
:Peter: I stick finger in your mouth? [pause of silence] Housekeeping?
:Man: Okay.
:Peter: Okay.
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:Peter: "Nanny Wanted." Well, that sounds like a good job for an immigrant.
:[two children are talking about their new nanny]
:Jane Banks: Michael, did you hear the good news? We're getting a new nanny!
:Michael Banks: Oh, Jane, I'm ever so excited! Do you suppose she'll be everything we dreamed?
:Jane Banks: Oh, I do hope so! I've always imagined the most beautiful... [suddenly, Peter, dressed in Mary Poppins' outfit, crashes through the ceiling and literally crushes the children to death]
:Peter: Oh! Ah! Ah! Damn it!
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:[the family arrives to work at the Pewterschmidt mansion]
:Lois: Daddy, we don't want any special treatment. We're here as a family and we're gonna live as a family.
:Stewie: Are you serious? We come to a mansion and you want to live with the help? Ugh, it's like going to a strip club on a Tuesday afternoon.
:[cutaway to Stewie sitting by the stage at a strip club]
:Stewie: Is there anyone here who hasn't had a C-section?
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:[the family is touring the Pewterschmidts' back area, where Carter's migrant workers live. Stewie sees some kids playing Ball-in-a-Cup]
:Stewie: Oh no, that boy's ball fell out of the cup! Oh, but it's okay, because the ball is on a string and attached to the cup.
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:[Peter is offered a citizenship deal by Carter]
:Gerardo: Peter, you must go. We will find our own way. [Peter gives him a good-bye hug]
:Peter: I'll never forget you, Gerardo.
:[cut to the Griffins' living room]
:Peter: Boy, I sure am gonna miss Reynaldo.
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:Peter: Well I guess everything's back to normal.
:Michael McDonald: Well I guess everything's back to normal
:Peter: Oh man, not this guy again!
:Michael McDonald: Oh man, not this guy again! [Peter farts] Fart.
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