To save the show, they have to re-enslave themselves to the old rules. They track down the "Free Will Eraser" at the Quahog DMV (naturally, it’s just a very bored clerk named Gary).

"…yes."

Peter turns to the camera, beer in hand.

"Lois, I’m suing! I drank twelve beers and the only thing I feel is a strong desire to tell Meg she was an accident. That’s not patriotism, that’s just Tuesday!"

"He ate me, Bob. Just… ate me. No fight. No choreography. I’m traumatized."

And then he’s gone.