1. All right, Bobby. Why don't you
read that Sunday-school report to me...
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2. like I'm a customer, and
you're trying to win my business?
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3. Okay.
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4. "The man I admire most
is my dad, Hank Hill.
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5. "He sells propane
and propane accessories."
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6. I like it already, son.
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7. You've grabbed my attention,
and got me eager for more.
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8. Howdy, Hank!
Mr. Strickland.
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9. What ya got there, old chap?
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10. "The man I most admire, my daddy."
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11. Oh, you got that right, Bobby.
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12. 15 years, I promoted him 15 times,
all the way to Assistant Manager.
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13. You should be proud, son. You're his seed.
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14. "I'm my daddy's seed."
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15. Hank, I gotta grunt.
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16. Let's take a little meeting in the back.
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17. Bobby, here's the key
to the March of Dimes gumball machine.
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18. All you can eat.
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19. Hank, you ever heard of
Holloway Hollows?
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20. Isn't that that new development
that promises:
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21. "Country-club living at Price Club prices"?
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22. Yeah, that's the one.
They're gonna need a propane supplier.
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23. Holloway himself has come down here
from Boston to check us out.
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24. This one is big, Hank.
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25. Here's your sales kit.
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26. - Rental-car keys?
- Big old Caddy!
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27. Yankees eat that stuff up
like a baby at his mama's malt shop.
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28. What the heck is this?
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29. That's one of them new counterfeit-proof
Benny Franklin hundred-dollar bills.
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30. Sir, this is Hank Hill you're talking to.
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31. I'm not gonna need all that
James Bond stuff to make the deal.
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32. Well, Hank, I don't want to sneeze
during your backswing.
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33. But we got some competition.
M.F. Thatherton.
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34. Thatherton?
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35. Sorry to call a meeting
in the skunk works, boys.
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36. Now, I promise not to make a habit of it.
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37. Boy, Thatherton, those are some
pretty tough sales quotas, I tell you what.
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38. You wanna meet the quota?
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39. Take some propane to an old-age home.
Tell them it's oxygen.
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40. You can't do that to old people.
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41. Aren't you the company man!
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42. You see, that's the difference between us.
You're a worker bee...
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43. - and I'm a queen.
- Say, huh?
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44. I'm going out on my own.
Thatherton Fuels.
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45. I already signed
Strickland's top three accounts.
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46. Well, you've got one heck of a nerve.
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47. Plotting against a man
while his seat's still warm!
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48. Take a good look around, Hank,
'cause you ain't going nowhere.
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49. That's where you're wrong.
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50. You can count on me, sir.
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51. I appreciate your vote of confidence,
and I just want to...
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52. Hank?
A little privacy, do you mind?
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53. Look at this! It's long!
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54. It's like... It's so... It's big.
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55. Look at the size of old Ben Franklin's head.
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56. He truly was the Homely Genius.
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57. Well, take a good look. 'Cause it's
going back to Strickland on Monday.
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58. Aren't you supposed to spend it
on your big client?
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59. When have I ever needed a three-figure
entertainment budget...
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60. to sell propane?
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61. I'm gonna close this deal
the same way I always do.
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62. A cup of coffee, a slice of pie
and a handshake.
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63. And if I hit a snag, pie à la mode.
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64. Would you stop that? That horn
is for highway emergency use only!
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65. And you two, get off! I've gotta return
this pimpmobile in the same condition.
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66. Why you have silly cow car, Hank?
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67. Hank's entertaining a business prospect
from the East, Mr. Kahn.
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68. Oh, I see, Hank suck up to make sale.
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69. Kahn, I have never had to suck up
to make a sale, and I never will.
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70. What do you suppose
the Holloways look like?
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71. You know those Boston types.
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72. Probably small, pale,
and wearing penny loafers.
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73. - Put 'er there, partner!
- Mr. Holloway?
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74. Is a prom dress tight after a six-pack?
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75. Which way to your Cadillac?
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76. This one is in the bag.
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77. How'd you like to freshen up
with a nice hot towel?
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78. And here's one for you.
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79. Dang, these are Texas-size hot towels!
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80. You know, Peggy heated these towels...
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81. on our propane-powered Hotpoint range.
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82. Did a great job, I'll tell you what.
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83. "I'll tell you what."
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84. I like that. I'm gonna say it while I'm here.
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85. Well, I'd like to tell you what
Strickland can do...
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86. to meet your energy needs.
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87. You see, at Strickland,
the customer comes first.
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88. It's kinda interesting,
the word "customer" begins with "C.U."
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89. Well, we don't "see you"
as just another sale...
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90. but as a member of our team.
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91. Pie.
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92. - Do you like pie?
- I do!
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93. They got the best pie in town here,
Mr. Holloway.
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94. And it's cooked
with Strickland propane, too.
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95. Hey, look! There's a real
old Texas jukebox.
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96. Just like in The Last Picture Show!
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97. What'll you have, Hank? Salesman special?
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98. Yes, ma'am. Three slices of pecan pie
and two cups of coffee.
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99. - And three scoops of ice cream.
- Now, hold on, son.
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100. Let me let you in on a little salesman trick.
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101. Don't start off with ice cream right away.
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102. 'Cause if you run into a hitch,
you got no place to go.
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103. What kind of Texas jukebox
is that, for crying out loud?
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104. It doesn't even have the theme
from Dallas.
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105. Mr. Holloway,
I won't beat around the bush.
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106. There's 14 reasons
to go with Strickland Propane.
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107. 14 very compelling reasons.
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108. J.R., J.R., he's a really bad guy
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109. who lives on a ranch with his mom
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110. Say, I'm gonna call you "J.R."
From now on!
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111. Well, howdy, Hank.
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112. Ain't you gonna introduce me
to your golden-throated friend, here?
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113. Sure, I'll introduce you. Mr. Holloway...
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114. this is the only man ever censured...
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115. by the Texas Propane Association...
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116. for lewdness and conduct
unbecoming a propane salesman.
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117. M.F. Thatherton. Thatherton Fuels.
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118. Dang glad to meet you, M.F.
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119. - The M.F. Stands for...
- "My friend"!
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120. 'Cause at Thatherton Fuels,
we're everybody's friend.
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121. And we want to be your friend, too,
Mr. Holloway.
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122. Who's this, Hank?
Your district sales manager?
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123. I'm his son, Bobby. I'm waiting for my pie.
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124. I can see you get your sense of humor
from your daddy.
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125. He gets his sense of humor from
both his parents, thank you very much.
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126. Pleasure meeting you, Holloway.
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127. I'll let old Hank
get on with his "14 reasons" speech.
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128. Bobby, you can tell
your Sunday-school class...
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129. that you met a real Texan today,
M.F. Thatherton.
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130. Jo Tiffany, you better make that
pie à la mode.
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131. Under your very feet,
Mr. Holloway...
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132. is what's called the propane crossroads.
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133. It's the only place in the world you can
straddle the East and West pipelines.
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134. You want Texas, Mr. Holloway?
This is Texas.
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135. Where are the oil wells?
Where are the rattlers?
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136. J.R., I want to buy a six-shooter.
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137. Careful now, this Frito pie
is spicy, spicy, spicy.
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138. Oh. Oh.
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139. Mmm.
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140. That's yummy. Yes, it's wonderful.
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141. But, Peggy, you shouldn't make
such a fuss over me.
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142. I just want you to be yourself
while I'm here.
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143. That is the only gal I know how to be.
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144. I told you nicely to buy me a gun.
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145. Well, I know it's always fun
to take home a keepsake...
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146. but your time is so valuable.
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147. Look at all this nothing!
What's the suicide rate out here?
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148. Do you mean right here?
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149. 'Cause this is where
Holloway Hollows is going up.
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150. Something's wrong.
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151. Yeah, it's the darn unions.
Come on, boys...
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152. finish up them Little Debbies
and get back to work.
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153. No, no. Something's wrong with you.
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154. - Where's your cowboy boots?
- I don't have cowboy boots.
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155. You know, Mr. Holloway,
Texas has changed a lot since the 1850s.
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156. Jeez. I just wanted to see some boots
or spurs, or anything.
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157. I come all the way from Boston
to see Texas.
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158. And you don't have real boots,
or guns, or nothing.
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159. Thatherton!
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160. You know, Mr. Holloway,
I once had a pair of boots.
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161. And...
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162. And then, one day,
my Uncle Fess lost his in a tornado.
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163. - Oh, you mean a twister?
- Yep.
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164. A big Texas-sized twister, I tell you what.
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165. Well, that dang twister
sucked his boots plumb off.
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166. Well, you can't bury a man
in his stocking feet.
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167. It's the Cowboy Code.
So I gave him my boots.
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168. And that's the story
of what happened to my boots.
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169. This is great, J. R!
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170. I always thought you were afraid
to wear boots 'cause your toes are fat.
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171. In the summer of 1953...
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172. something that I treasure
happened right there in that pink house.
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173. What, Peggy?
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174. The noted poet Ogden Nash
wrote his poem, The Cow.
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175. "The cow is of the bovine ilk
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176. "One end is moo, the other, milk"
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177. Sir...
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178. I don't really recommend a cowboy boot
for a chubby-toed customer like yourself.
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179. You might want to try
a Birkenstock sandal.
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180. Shut the hell up.
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181. - Here's your spurs, J. R!
- I helped pick 'em out.
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182. Well, that sure would complete the outfit.
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183. But I don't want to scar the carpet.
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184. Who cares about the carpet?
You hurt my feelings.
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185. You know what else he needs? A hat.
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186. Yeah. Yeah! A big old cowboy hat!
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187. I want to see Texas
with a guy in a big cowboy hat like mine!
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188. I'm not wearing a dumb hat!
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189. I thought you were a real Texan, like that
Thatherton fellow from the coffee shop.
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190. I'm only not wearing the hat
because of my solemn vow...
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191. I made to President
Lyndon Baines Johnson...
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192. on the occasion
of the birth of his daughter, Lynda Bird.
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193. Lyndon Johnson killed our Kennedy.
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194. And this!
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195. Hey, man! Look at that
rhinestone cowboy, man!
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196. Oh, Lord. Not now!
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197. Look, J.R., an Injun! And a hillbilly!
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198. Hey, man!
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199. You might wanna call
Dr. Scholl's, man, 911!
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200. Y'all look like that
dang old Hoss Cartwright...
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201. with that old crap, man, yo.
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202. Toe cramp! Toe cramp! Hurry!
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203. All right. What is going on, Hank?
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204. The way Bobby tells it,
you bought my freedom...
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205. from the Comanches
with your rodeo winnings?
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206. And you were worth every penny.
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207. Look, Peggy, being a salesman
is a little like being an actor.
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208. I'm just playing a role, you know...
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209. like that fella at the dinner theater
you liked so much.
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210. This is not Camelot,
and you are not Jason Alexander.
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211. You're not wearing that
to dinner, are you?
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212. What? You don't like it?
I got this pantsuit special for tonight.
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213. It's from Frumpy's.
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214. Yeah. Don't you still have
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215. you wore to one of Luanne's
mama's weddings?
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216. Oh, here!
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217. You know, I'd forgotten
just how pretty this is.
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218. Hey, Dad? I was going over the stuff
you told Mr. Holloway.
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219. How could Mom get pregnant with me
if you spent the '80s...
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221. Look, Bobby, some of that stuff...
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222. The details aren't so important.
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223. I gotta get my facts straight, Dad!
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224. There's a Q and A
after my speech tomorrow.
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225. And these Sunday-school kids are tough!
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226. I'll help you, son. I promise.
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227. When I get home tonight, we'll sit down...
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228. and go over anything
you might have taken out of context.
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229. Oh, I am so sorry Mrs. Holloway
didn't feel well enough to join us.
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230. Maybe what she ate on the plane
didn't agree with her.
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231. Hi, Mrs. Holloway.
Want some cold Frito pie?
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232. She'll be fine.
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233. Besides, every man needs to be cut
from his ball and chain, now and again.
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234. Ain't that right, J. R?
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235. Mr. Hill, your table is ready.
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236. The 4-top at 39 needs more iced tea, hon.
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237. 86, the jalapeño corn bread.
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238. Howdy, partners.
Welcome to the Panhandler.
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239. Home of the world's longest salad bar,
and second-longest sneezeguard.
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240. Would you cowboys care to take on
our 72-ounce Lonestar Steak?
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241. - Finish it and it's free.
- How much if you can't finish it?
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242. Well, sir, like my daddy always said:
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243. "If you have to ask, you can't afford it."
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244. That's what I'm having.
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245. Lord, no, Mr. Holloway!
You're gonna fill up on free stuff.
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246. Hey, Roy Rogers,
Halloween was last year.
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247. Mr. Holloway, these are my neighbors,
Dale and Nancy Gribble.
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248. Mr. Holloway
came all the way from Boston.
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249. Yeah, I know the place.
That's in Tax-achusetts, ain't it?
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250. Say hello to Willie Horton for me
when you get home.
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251. He's teaching at your kindergarten.
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252. I'm sorry, Mr. Gribble.
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253. But a cowboy don't talk politics
at the chow wagon. Happy trails.
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254. I haven't got my croutons yet.
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255. Oh, stick a fork in me. I'm done.
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256. - No! You're not.
- Give me a quarter, J.R.
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257. I'm gonna go test my grip.
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258. I thought so. You've got something
right there on your back, honey.
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259. - What?
- Footprints.
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260. Break time's over, darling.
The kitchen's backed up.
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261. I have had just about all I can swallow.
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262. How about you, "J.R."?
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263. Peggy, I'm making progress here.
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264. I can always tell
when a customer's ready for the close.
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265. Mr. Thatherton,
your table is ready.
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266. Thatherton! And his table is ready!
I gotta go!
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267. J.R., my friend Thatherton
is taking me to that club...
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268. where all the waitresses
are former Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders.
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269. Too late, Thatherton.
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270. If anyone's taking Holloway
to a gentleman's club, it's me!
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271. Well, then I'll see you over there, then.
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272. I like that guy.
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273. - Holloway, don't move a muscle.
- Get me some protection, too!
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274. The man
I admire most is my dad, Hank Hill.
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275. Okay, have fun, boys.
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276. I thought you might be mad.
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277. 'Cause I was suppose to help Bobby,
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278. we're going to Jug Store Cowboys...
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279. as part of my work-required
sales excursion.
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280. That, as I said, keeps you
in pretty dresses like that one.
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281. Get out.
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282. Peggy, could you loan me...
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283. $50 ought to cover it.
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284. And can I have ones, you know...
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286. How versatile is propane?
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287. Well, propane will do everything...
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288. that natural gas will do, and more.
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289. Please, ma'am!
I'm trying to carry on a conversation!
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290. Yeah, yeah, I see your rear, very nice.
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291. Okay, there's some people over there
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292. Now, how about it, Mr. Holloway?
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293. Will you say yes to Strickland Propane?
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294. - Buy me a mint julep.
- Heck, that's not a Texas drink.
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295. You can't even
keep your stereotypes straight.
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296. Hey, come on, buy me a mint julep.
Then I'll talk to you about propane.
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297. Mint julep, please.
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298. - Mint julep?
- It's not for me. I got a Yankee client.
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299. - He make you wear that hat?
- Yep.
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300. Oh, honey, I know exactly how you feel.
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301. Every night, my boss makes me
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302. to seduce some drunk out of his money.
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303. We're a lot alike.
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306. We do it for the money, cowboy.
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307. I never made six figures a year
at the Potato Hut.
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308. - Six figures?
- Oh, yeah.
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309. Soon, I'll have enough to stay home
with my granddaughter and her baby.
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310. I should be home, too...
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311. helping my boy
with his Sunday-school report.
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312. Hey, how about a lap dance?
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313. - Honey, what are you still doing up?
- I don't get it.
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in the Spanish-American War...
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first pressure-cooking chicken fryer?
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316. Oh, Bobby, your father
never fought in any war.
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317. Oh, I know. I've given up on Dad.
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318. The man I most admire now
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319. Here's your julep, Holloway.
Let's talk propane.
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320. You call this a mint julep?
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321. Where's the vodka?
Where's the tomato juice?
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322. Maybe I ought to let Thatherton
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323. I tell you what!
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324. Mister, I'll tell you what!
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325. I don't want your business! Not this way!
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326. You wanna go with Thatherton? Go!
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327. But one of these days, when your
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328. and you have a smelly
condo development full of crying babies...
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329. whose bottles
haven't been properly heated...
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331. And I sell propane
and propane accessories...
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333. Them's fighting words, J.R.
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334. This isn't a John Wayne movie, Holloway!
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335. - I'm not gonna fight you.
- I'll fight you, pilgrim!
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336. Yee-haw!
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337. He doesn't have an oil well.
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338. He doesn't own a Cadillac.
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339. And he doesn't wear cowboy boots,
because he's not a cowboy.
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340. And on account of they squish his toes.
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341. But the man I admire most is a real Texan.
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342. He is my daddy, Hank Hill.
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343. That's my boy! Yeah!
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344. Thank you. Thank you.
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345. And I want to thank my dad...
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346. specially for accepting me
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347. even though I was fathered
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