Brian: We're gonna have to distract them. Follow my lead.
Both: You and I are so awfully diff'rent. Too awfully diff'rent, to ever be pals.
Stewie: Do you want to go first?
Brian: Yeah, I'll go...
Your favorite hero is the Marquis de Sade.
Stewie: Oh, you're one to talk...
You get a stiffy from Phylicia Rashad.
Brian: Oh, one time.
Stewie: I've a style flair. Just look at my hip hair.
Brian: Oh yeah, that's quite a nice 'do there.
Stewie: Oh, thanks.
Brian: For me to poop on! (doing an impression of Triumph, the Insult Comic Dog)
Stewie: What?
Brian: Oh, c'mon you look like Charlie Brown.
Stewie: Bite me, Snoopy.
Both: There's not - a whole lot - that we've got, to agree on.
Brian: 'Cause I love the strings of a classical score.
Stewie: And I like that singer who looks like a whore.
Brian: Ricky Martin?
Stewie: Love him.
Both: We're too different to ever be pals.
You and I are...
Locals: Doo-doo-doo
Both: So awfully different,
Locals: Doo-doo-doo
Both: Too awfully different,
Locals: Doo-doo-dooo
Both: To ever be pals.
Locals: Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-yoo, doo-doo
Brian: Your head's as massive as a meteorite.
Stewie: Oh, very funny.
You have a weenie like a Christmas tree light
Brian: I bet money, you'll marry a honey
Who's pretty and funny,
And her name will be Ted.
Stewie: Oh, a gay joke.
Brian: I just work with what cha' give me.
Both: You might think we're in sync,
But we stink, as a duo.
Brian: 'Cause you get a kick out of carnage and guts,
Stewie: And you get a kick out of stroking your...
Brian: Whoa, whoa, you can't say that on TV.
Stewie: What...ego?
Brian: Never mind...
Both: We're too different to ever be pals.