The King of the Hill Quotes Page: "Nine Pretty Darn Angry men"
Quotes from "Nine Pretty Darn Angry Men"
HANK: Look at your average pickup truck. With airbags and vanity mirrors, it's one focus group away from turning into a powder room.
BILL: Oh, Hank, I will never be sick of you, not even when we're sharing a cloud in heaven.
HANK: Dad, you came last year! This year it's Mom's turn, remember?
PEGGY: The day after Thanksgiving is, in my opinion, the biggest shopping day of the year.
HANK: Dad, could you at least show Mom some respect while Bobby's in the room?
PEGGY: You defended Troy Aikman more than you defended your mother.
LUANNE: I'm takin' Bobby ice skatin' at the mall. We're gonna meet guys.
PEGGY: Oh, fire-truck.
DALE: We may or may not have met your father in the men's room, and we may or may not have told him that we were being paid $50 to participate in a focus group.
LANE PRATLEY: I own Pratley Ford, Pratley Honda, and I got my eye on Pratley Cadillac -- my daddy ain't doin' so good.
REVEREND HUBERT: Boyce Hubert, minister. Although I've lost my faith. 'Course, I did find a pretty great parking space on my way in. But the Lord works in such mysterious ways, who the hell knows?
COTTON: I'm Cotton Hill! I killed fi'ty men!
BILL: My name is William Fontaine De La Teur Dauterive, Sergeant, barber in the United States Army. I am five foot eight. My wife Lenore divorced me in the Year of Our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety-one. That is all.
DALE: Is that a real computer?
COTTON: My boy's a pump jockey. He works for tips.
COTTON: I like the mower. It's got a lot of curves, like a pretty young woman. Hank's mower is like a dumpy fishwife.
LUANNE: Maybe it's too soon --
JONATHAN: Now if we could discuss the electric seat warmer --
JONATHAN: Your mower is, oh, what's a nice word for "obsolete?"
KAHN: When you little redneck boy, you couldn't defend your mother. Now you try to compensate by defending mower. You confuse personal issues with technological. I have father issues too, but this is a good mower!
DIDI: I'm sorry about all those things Cotton said about you. It doesn't mean anything. He just doesn't like you.
REVEREND HUBERT: Just because a baptism turns into a little drowning, everybody's gotta blame somebody.
HANK: The seat warmer's doing more than heating Boomhauer's can. It's also heating up his can of beer!
DALE: Who are those people?
COTTON: Preacher, if y'all are still in the baptizin' business, I'd like you to drown my boy Hank.
HANK: My mower is not too old and my Mom was not too old. But this isn't about my Mom and it certainly isn't about my mower. It's about a bitter old man who blames everybody but himself for his own problems. And if you ever talk like that again about my Mom or my mower, you're not welcome in my house.
REVEREND HUBERT: I'm not sure if there's a God, or a heaven, but one thing I can tell you, your daddy's going to Hell.