Stewie Griffin with the Star Trek: The Next Generation cast

Stewie does this in Not All Dogs Go To Heaven.

Part I
[When Stewie transports the cast of “Star Trek: The Next Generation” into his room]

Stewie: Greeting everyone, my name is Stewie Griffin. I've transported you all here against your will. I'm a huge fan. And you are going to answer all my questions.

Denise Crosby: But, you’re a baby.

Stewie: Yes, that’s right, Denise Crosby. [shoots her with a Klingon phaser] That was a warning. Please do not speak unless you are spoken to. Now, question #1: what's it like on the set?

Marina Sirtis: The show's been off the air for fifteen years.

Michael Dorn: Although I will say it was an awful lot of fun, you know, when Patrick wasn't hogging the limelight.

Patrick Stewart: Oh, fuck you, Michael! Fifteen years later, you've still got that attitude!

Stewie: Oh, my God! I'm already having a fantastic time. Let's spend a day together!

Wil Wheaton: Hey, that sounds like fun!

Patrick Stewart: [slaps Wil in the back of the head] Shut up, Wil.

Wil Wheaton: Stop it, Patrick!

Stewie: You know, I think you should all be nicer to Hwil Hwheaton.

Patrick Stewart: The way I treat my colleague... wait, what?

Stewie: I said, you should be nicer to Hwil Hwheaton. Hwil Hwheaton seems like a nice guy.

Patrick Stewart: Say "Wheat".

Stewie: Wheat.

Patrick Stewart: Now say "Wil Wheaton".

Stewie: Hwil Hwheaton.

Patrick Stewart: Wil Wheaton.

Stewie: Hwil Hwheaton.

Patrick Stewart: Wil Wheaton.

Stewie: Hwil Hwheaton.

Patrick Stewart: Wil Wheaton.

Stewie: Hey, did you hook up with Hwhoopi Goldberg on the show?

Patrick Stewart: All the time.

Part II
Cleveland: Hey, where the hell is my van?

[Stewie and the cast of "Star Trek: The Next Generation" stop at the McDonald's drive thru]

Marina Sirtis: Stewie, I'm not really much of a fast food eater.

Stewie Griffin: Yeah, can you read my mind? Can you tell what I'm thinking right now? I'm thinking "shut up and get a salad."

Brent Spiner: I want some McNuggets!

Stewie Griffin: We'll get to you, Brent.

Wil Wheaton: I want a hamburger. No, a cheeseburger. I want a hot dog, I want a milkshake...

[Patrick Stewart punches Wil Wheaton in the back of the head]

Patrick Stewart: You'll get nothing and like it!

Stewie Griffin: Uh, hello?

Employee: Yes, welcome to McDonald's. Can I help you?

Stewie Griffin: Oh, hailing frequencies open, huh?

[Stewie laughs]

Stewie Griffin: Uh, yeah, uh, we're gonna get, uh, two McChicken sandwiches and a diet coke and...uh, uh, what do you want, Michael?

Michael Dorn: A McDLT.

Stewie Griffin: No, I already told you, they don't make those anymore.

Michael Dorn: You know, sometimes it's a regional thing. You could ask.

Stewie Griffin: No McDonald's anywhere makes a McDLT anymore.

Jonathan Frakes: I'd love a shamrock shake if they got any of those.

Stewie Griffin: It's September, Jonathan.

[LeVar Burton has a visor on]

LeVar Burton: Stewie, can I take this goddamn headband off?

Stewie Griffin: No, LeVar. You're blind. That's the only way you can see.

Michael Dorn: I'm just saying, they have all the ingredients for a McDL...

[Some behind the van honks their horn]

Stewie Griffin: Just hang on! Alright? There's a lot of us! There's a lot of-- it's a big order!

Patrick Stewart: What time do they stop serving breakfast?

Stewie Griffin: It's 3:00.

Patrick Stewart: Some of them serve breakfast all day.

Stewie Griffin: None of them serve breakfast all day!

Michael Dorn: Do they have beer?

Part III
[Stewie's bedroom, the entire cast of "Star Trek: The Next Generation" are standing on his transporter pad, with Stewie standing beside the transporter controls, exhausted]

Stewie Griffin: [To the cast] This...was...exhausting. This whole experience, was absolutely...exhausting. You people have ruined Star Trek: The Next Generation for me, you are absolutely, the most insufferable group of jackasses I have ever had the misfortune of spending an extended period of time with, I hope you all fucking die.

Patrick Stewart: I still have five prize tickets from the Carnival.

Stewie Griffin: There was nothing for five tickets. We've been over this!

Patrick Stewart: Well, but, LeVar and I were going to pool ours for the fuzzy troll pencil topper.

Stewie Griffin: Oh yeah? You gonna share that?

LeVar Burton: Yeah, we were gonna share it.

Stewie Griffin: Really? How's that gonna work?

Patrick Stewart: Three days at my house, three days at LeVar's, and alternating Sundays.

Stewie Griffin: For a pencil-topper?!

Michael Dorn: I have to pee again.

Stewie Griffin: That's it. Goodbye.

[Stewie pulls a lever on the control panel, and the cast are dematerialized. The drink that LeVar was holding however, was not, and it falls to the floor, spilling everywhere]

Stewie Griffin: Fuck!!