The King of the Hill Quotes Page: "Plastic White Female"
Quotes from "Plastic White Female"
Written by David Zuckerman
Directed by Jeff Myers
LUANNE: Beauty is an art. It's not something you can learn in school, like gym or study hall.
HANK: Bills... Bills... Bills... Why do we keep getting Bill's mail?
HANK: My hair is our livelihood. The advantages of propane don't always sell themselves.
HANK: Luanne, I'm thinking about just letting my hair grow.
DALE: Joseph's having a party. A boy-girl party. With girls!
DALE: Joseph's getting to be a real ladykiller, too. I reckon he gets that from his old man.
HANK: Hey there, Bobby. I guess they found a cure for the cooties? Heh,
LUANNE: Parties are fun, Bobby. Everybody dresses up, and you get to
MISS KREMZER: And that's why blondes don't necessarily have more fun.
BOBBY: Are you going to Joseph's party?
BOBBY: It's just a dumb party.
LUANNE: Look, Aunt Peggy, I got my practice head! It's got real hair and
BOBBY: There's an after-school special on this afternoon. It's about Jesus.
PEGGY: Hello, sweeth --
HANK: Hey, Dale, Bill, Boomhauer.
BILL: You know, I feel for that kid. I remember when I was starting out as a young barber. I felt so alone --
HANK: You look better than good. You look like a weatherman.
HANK: Hell, I'm proud of
BOBBY: Yo, Charisse, you stone-cold fox, what up?
PEGGY: I know it is not my fault. If
anything, this is your fault. You made him go to that camp
with no toilet doors.
PEGGY: We'll move to Berlin. Bobby will be accepted there. I read somewhere that Germans are a very tolerant people. Their culture admires all kinds of freaks.
HANK: Just so you know,
most states won't let you marry a plastic head.
HANK: You're just using this head
as a crutch.
MISS KREMZER: First, this is not the plastic head you were issued. Second,
just look at the way you shaved against the grain here, here,
and here. And these
are the worst sideburns I've seen since chair three, which
makes me suspect you cheated. F. That means you fail.
PEGGY: I realize I am just as much to blame for your condition as the media and the Devil.
CONNIE: Hey, aren't you going to Joseph's party?
CONNIE: Hey, Bobby, why don't we practice on each other?