Langley Falls Post Newspaper Headline
This episode introduces the character
Al Tuttle | The Smith's Neighbor
Bob & Linda Memari | The Smiths' Neighbors
This episode contained a short sub movie type thing about Roger's Gold Gem-Studded Turd. It ended with a "to be continued..."
This is the second time that Stan says, "I see it, I see it." (the first time being in "Rodger Codger")
At the cookout, the apron Stan is wearing says "100% American Beef".
The billboard that Steve and Roger fly in front of on the bike says: "The Moon: Our Nighttime Sun! The Lunar Awareness Council."
Francine: Say hi to Betty for me!
Tuttle: Oh, I would, but she died six months ago. The big C.
Tuttle: No, the big letter C from the Coca-Cola sign. Fell right on top of her.
Steve: The alien in this video game is awesome. He shoots laser beams, he levitates -- he's the coolest alien ever!
(Roger glares at Steve)
Steve: Oh, I didn't mean...
Roger: No, no, no, no, you said it. It's out there. Now we have to live with it.
Steve: Well, it's kind of true. You don't have any special powers, do you?
Roger: Well, I'm a good listener. Do you know how rare that is in this universe?
Steve: Yeah, that'll take down an F-14. Can't you do anything?
Roger: Well, I can get my feelings hurt and throw a world-class hissy fit!
Francine: Wanna meet her?
Terry: No, I just want Greg to check out her sun-damaged skin. See, that’s the kind of leather I want for the couch in the den.
Greg: Mmm, yeah, nice.
Stan: The Memaris have clearly recruited others. They're like vampires... or the gays.
Hayley: Could you get any more insane?
Stan: Quick, plug your butt with this clove of garlic.
Stan: Hayley! The neighborhood! What are you two doing here?
Francine: Yes, it's going to be a block party.
Stan: So we'll provide the burgers and beer, as long as you provide your charming selves.
Neighbor #1: So, no cavity search?
Stan: Available on request.
Neighbor #1: Oh, you.
Hayley: Dad, what you did is racial profiling. The Memari's had nothing to do with that gazebo, and everyone knows it.
Stan: These people are trying to destroy us, and you want proof?
Stan: Oh, well, that's fair. I'll go get some.
Francine: I was finally making friends, Stan. How could you ruin my party?
Stan: It was easy. I just yelled "terrorist" and everyone ran away. Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you asked, how did I ruin your party. And I'm like, you were there, baby. You had a front row seat.