Indian Child: Stewie, would you like to learn how to wrap a turban?
Stewie Griffin: Why don't you teach it to the Chinese girl? Or perhaps she can learn after her people invade your country.
Indian Child: Li, would your people really do this?
Stewie Griffin: Oh, try and stop them. And try and stop Pablo's people from using drug money to buy arms from Li's countrymen who will in turn sell them to Yuri's people so they can ethnically cleanse the rest of this nauseatingly diverse grab bag of genetic party favors you call a family. So now you understand, yes? You all hate each other.