Peter: Alright, so in Job 17, Stewie's all like, "My spirit is broken, my days are short, and the grave awaits me." But then he's all like, "Why bother complaining when I know the answer won't come from anyone around me?" And then he's like, "But I don't even care if I die, 'cause I'll know that I'm right and my enemies are wrong."

Brian: Wow, Stewie's really in a dark place.

Lois: Yeah, and then he goes on, "But even if I'm right, I'm still gonna be put in the ground and forgotten."

Peter: Yikes, Stewie's not really feeling very optimistic.

Meg: No, and then he's like, "The only thing I want is for someone to show me some pity and make me feel better."

Stewie: But alas, no one will, 'cause they're all too busy worshipping their idols and all that jazz.

Peter: Yeah, and then he's like, "I'm gonna go to the grave, and no one will remember me."

Lois: That's so sad.

Brian: Yeah, and he's like, "My life will end before I can prove I'm right."

Peter: So what's the moral of this one?

Lois: Well, I guess it's that life is short, and you should make sure to make the most of it.