- Peter Griffin: I shall now channel the ghost of Lou Costello, who will guide us to this soul in distress.
- [Peter goes into a trance]
- Peter Griffin: Hi everybody it's me Lou Costello! Alright, what's the name of the guy we're looking for?
- Joe Swanson: Well, he's an Asian fellow, Melvin Hu.
- Peter Griffin: That's what I want to find out.
- Joe Swanson: What?
- Peter Griffin: The name of the guy.
- Joe Swanson: Melvin Hu.
- Peter Griffin: Are you a cop?
- Joe Swanson: Yeah.
- Peter Griffin: You handling this case?
- Joe Swanson: Yeah.
- Peter Griffin: Then what's the name of the guy?
- Joe Swanson: Hu!
- Peter Griffin: The guy we're looking for.
- Joe Swanson: Hu!
- Peter Griffin: The guy who's buried.
- Joe Swanson: Hu!
- Peter Griffin: The guy with the bomb.
- Joe Swanson: Hu!
- Peter Griffin: What street does he live on?
- Joe Swanson: First.
- Peter Griffin: [Explosion in the background. Melvin Hu's severed leg and rubble fall in front of Joe and Peter] Yeah, I'm not psychic.
- [Joe has enlisted the "Psychic" Peter to help in an investigation]
- Joe Swanson: All right, Peter, we know the victim is somewhere in this area. We don't have much time before the bomb...
- Peter Griffin: [shushes Joe] Okay, Joe, when I'm tracking someone, it often helps to touch something that belongs to the victim. Does he have a wife?
- Joe Swanson: Uh, yeah.
- [an attractive woman walks up and Peter begins fondling her breasts and hips]
- Peter Griffin: Yeah, uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
- [She walks away]
- Peter Griffin: It's still very fuzzy. Does he have a daughter?
- [the daughter, a fat, unattractive teenager walks up]
- Peter Griffin: Yeah, I see. Does he have maybe, like a thinner, hotter daughter?
- Joe Swanson: Well, yes, but she's only twelve.
- Peter Griffin: Okay. Like a young twelve or, like a "she eats a lot of milk products so she got her boobs early" twelve? Which is a real thing, by the way.