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| - :Stewie: That's my name, don't wear it out.
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:[Stewie and Brian mess with the time machine and find themselves floating in a blank white space]
:Brian: What happened? Where are we?
:Stewie: I don't know. It's like...we're not anywhere.
:Brian: Stewie, what the hell did your machine do?
:Stewie: Just calm down, calm down, Brian. I've got the return pad. [engages the return pad] Alright, step on.
:[nothing happens]
:Brian: What happened?
:Stewie Good Lord! This is impossible!
:Brian: What?
:Stewie: Well, the return pad works by first locking onto our coordinates along the curve of the space-time continuum. But it can't.
:Brian: Why not?
:Stewie: Well, the only explanation is: we've somehow transported outside the space-time continuum.
:Brian: I don't...I don't understand.
:Stewie: Non-existence. No past, no future. No universe. [a promo logo for "The Cleveland Show" appears] But still, somehow, a large, brightly-colored promo for The Cleveland Show.
:Cleveland: Hey, y'all! It's The Cleveland Show!
:Stewie: Huh, that's weird. Black guys usually don't promote themselves.
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:Stewie: Hey slut, get me out of this.
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:Brian: So that means you're Italian.
:Stewie: Of course! My love for Spaghetti-o's and smoking on the toilet! It all makes sense!
:Brian: Ew.
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:Stewie: Hey, Bertram. What's you're favorite kind of bottled water? Mine's "Arrowhead!"
:[Stewie shoots an arrow in Bertram's head, killing him off]
:Brian: Wow, that was...dramatic.
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:Brian: Stewie! Stewie! Are you ok?
:Stewie: [in a falsetto voice] You gotta kiss him to wake him up.
:Brian: I'm not going to kiss you!
:Stewie: Stewie can't hear you. He's not awake. Only a kiss will wake him up!
:Brian: Well, I better get Meg.
:Stewie: Oh, oh, where am I?
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:Brian: Stewie, what the hell happened?
:Stewie: Oh well, shortly after you left, da Vinci's girlfriend showed up. So I injected her with my DNA.
:Brian: You had sex?
:Stewie: No, I put my DNA inside of her.
:Brian: Right, you had sex.
:Stewie: No, what are you not getting? I put a sample of my DNA in a syringe and I injected her on the staircase, on the couch, and on the balcony.
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:Bertram: You're about to be yesterday's hopscotch chalk on the sidewalk, Stewie! Erased!
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