1. Previously on King of the Hill...
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2. You are in public with this little bimbo.
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3. I need you to protect me from Miz Liz.
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4. Well, you are having
an affair with her husband.
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5. I was having an affair with my boss.
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6. You're my boss now...
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7. - Hank.
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8. I'm not gonna let Peggy
find out about any of this.
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9. You know what? Debbie is history.
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10. Oh, my god. Debbie.
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11. I've got to stop her.
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12. Debbie!
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13. Somebody shot Debbie.
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14. How long does it take Debbie
to throw in a load of laundry?
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15. I really need to talk to her.
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16. She should be right up.
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17. Debbie said you were gonna... hey!
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18. No, we were not!
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19. It was a trick.
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20. Is 300 dollars too much for a Hot Wheels
VW purple Evil Weevil?
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21. - Yeah, I could use one, too.
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22. Damn, the eBay auction closed.
I lost my Weevil.
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23. Oh, dang it. Can I get a light off yours?
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24. Huh, that's a funny-looking cigarette.
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25. You roll it yourself?
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26. Yeah.
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27. You got a weak flame on this thing.
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28. This isn't one of them clove cigarettes,
is it?
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29. No, man. That's the chronic from Mexico.
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30. Ah, damn NAFTA.
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31. It's clearly an inferior tobacco.
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32. - So, does your wife party, too?
- "Party"?
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33. Uh, we throw a party for Fourth of July
and Labor Day.
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34. No, I mean party.
You know, get high, get stoned?
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35. Mm-mm, that barbecue
smells yummy, Ms. Hill.
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36. Now, you heard the gunshot
at 6:45, was it?
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37. That is correct, Sheriff, mm-hmm.
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38. And you discovered the body at 6:47?
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39. Most of it, yes.
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40. So let me get this straight.
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41. Debbie was Mr. Strickland's mistress.
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42. And her murdered body was found
at the same place
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43. where Mr. Strickland
and his wife just got done
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44. reconciling their differences?
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45. Uh-huh. My husband, Hank, set that up.
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46. Well, the reconciliation,
not, not the murder.
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47. Mmm.
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48. Check you out. What are you doing?
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49. I am inducing vomiting.
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50. Dude, you only had one hit.
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51. Oh, no, my eyes are turning bloodshot.
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52. I'm going on a trip.
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53. I look like I'm doped out of my gourd!
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54. God, I'm too high to drive.
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55. Got to sleep this off.
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56. Found this Italian 12-gauge
under the body.
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57. "Miz Liz."
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58. I think I got my first suspect.
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59. I could send that up to Dallas,
have my boys run it for prints.
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60. Aw, who in the hell
called in the Texas Rangers?
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61. A "Mrs. Peggy Hill, restaurateur."
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62. I love your show! I love that Walker!
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63. How long was I sleeping?
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64. Why... why am I running?
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65. Oh, God, I'm talking to myself.
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66. That's a side effect
of the marijuana poisoning.
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67. Dad! Dad!
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68. The police are looking for you!
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69. Oh, no, Debbie's hippie roommate
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70. turned me in for smoking narcotics.
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71. Hank!
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72. Debbie's dead?
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73. I was just in her...
I mean, I just talked to her, uh, at work.
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74. Oh, it was awful.
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75. I saw her lying there and... oh, Hank.
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76. Honey, you reek.
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77. Oh, uh, yeah, too much time
near the propane tanks today.
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78. - Mr. Hill,
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79. I'm Lester Payton with the Texas Rangers.
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80. Uh, nice to meet you.
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81. Mind if I cut in, Payton?
This is my dance.
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82. Now, Mr. Hill, I have some questions.
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83. Uh, I'm sorry.
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84. I lost a close friend
and a valued tank wipe today.
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85. I got to go home right now.
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86. Peggy, you'll need to drive.
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87. I'm in mourning.
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88. That coroner in Heimlich County
will get to the bottom of this.
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89. He's a good man.
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90. He did the autopsies on two
of my gun club buddies last year.
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91. You, uh, you don't think
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92. the police will want to run a drug test
on Debbie's co-workers, do you?
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93. Now that you mention it,
I am positive they will.
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94. They'll drug-test everyone in Arlen.
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95. The price for a bag
of clean urine will double.
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96. What do you think will happen
to the price of poo-poo?
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97. Unchanged.
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98. Debbie bought those flowers
just before she died.
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99. Attention, everybody.
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100. Now that there's no one left at work
for my husband to diddle,
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101. I've allowed him to return.
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102. Buck Strickland.
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103. Uh, thank you.
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104. Now, I ain't a stupid man.
I heard the rumors.
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105. I know that I got some fingers
a-pointin' at me.
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106. But I'm giving y'all
the Buck Strickland guarantee
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107. that I didn't kill that pretty girl.
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108. I want to catch the murderer
more than anything.
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109. So, if any of you have information
for the police,
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110. why don't you just come see me first
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111. and we can discuss the best way
of handling that.
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112. Back to work, ol' top.
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113. All right, Ladybird
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114. I washed this shirt a dozen times.
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115. What do you think, girl?
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116. Can you still smell the Mary Jane?
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117. - Oh, no.
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118. Uncle Hank, Sheriff Mumford is here.
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119. Afternoon, Hank. What ya cookin'?
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120. Uh, nothing.
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121. Well, my eyesight ain't what it used to be
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122. but ain't that some kind
of smoke coming out of there?
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123. Um, that's the burgers.
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124. Strange-smelling burgers.
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125. What kind of herbs you putting in there?
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126. "Herbs"?
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127. Oh, God, that's street talk
for "marijuana."
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128. You know, Hank,
I spent the day gathering evidence
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129. over at the Casa Linda
Singles Apartments...
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130. And, well, I just thought
you might want to know
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131. - you are now a suspect...
- Oh, no!
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132. in the murder of Debbie Grund.
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133. Oh. Oh, that.
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134. Oh, God!
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135. Now, this goes without saying,
Peggy, but you know I'm not guilty.
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136. Of course I know you didn't kill anyone.
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137. But you know what I do not understand?
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138. The sheriff said that you had a motive
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139. and it concerned
your relationship with Miz Liz.
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140. He kept using that phrase...
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141. "relationship with Miz Liz."
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142. "Relationship with Miz Liz."
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143. Uh, well, he may be referring
to this time I, uh...
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144. went out to a fraudulent propane emergency
at Mrs. Strickland's
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145. and, uh, well, she was in a kimono
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146. and, uh, she wanted me to, uh,
service her...
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147. accessories.
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148. Not the propane.
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149. Oh. Okey-dokey.
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150. Well, now, that makes some sense.
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151. Mrs. Strickland was coming on to you
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152. so you killed Debbie,
Buck goes back to Miz Liz
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153. and Miz Liz stops bothering you.
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154. Have you been reading
those Rabbi mysteries again?
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155. They do hold up.
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156. Now, if I may be an advocate
of the devil here,
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157. let's combine your motive with the fact
that you have no alibi for 6:45 p.m.
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158. Oh, and the sheriff called earlier.
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159. He said that they found
your Strickland name patch
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160. in the bushes behind Peggy's Sugarfoot's.
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161. What? I don't remember losing
my "Hank" patch.
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162. Well, you didn't lose it.
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163. He said it had been torn off
as if in a struggle.
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164. Oh!
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165. So, Hank my question to you is...
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166. why did you not tell me
that Miz Liz made a pass at you?
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167. So, I was wondering if kids
who are hopped up on drugs
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168. could do things they wouldn't remember
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169. when they, you know, hopped back down.
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170. Absolutely, Mr. Jones.
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171. So, my son... who will be attending
Arlen High in a couple of years,
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172. God willing,
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173. he could get, uh, baked
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174. and leave his name tag in some bushes
somewhere and then not remember?
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175. Yeah, yeah. We call that blacking out.
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176. Heck, I was in prison with a guy
who was doing life for a murder
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177. he didn't even remember committing. Okay?
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178. So someone could take dope,
black out in a field and kill a co-worker?
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179. Co-worker, cab driver, prostitute.
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180. It doesn't matter who.
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181. All right.
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182. This is about what Debbie weighed.
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183. Does this seem familiar?
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184. - Maybe.
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185. Evening, Hank.
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186. Whatcha busyin' yourself with there?
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187. Uh, just throwing out some expired sand.
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188. Garbage cans at home are full.
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189. Whatever. We need to talk.
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190. Let's take a ride. Your truck.
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191. - Uh, where to, sir?
- The quarry.
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192. It's deserted this time of night.
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193. Nobody'll bother us.
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194. Mr. Strickland, sir...
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195. I want you to know that I don't think
I killed Debbie.
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196. I cared for that gal, Hank.
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197. So if you've taken me out here
to kill me in retribution,
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198. I believe that would be premature.
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199. I know you fooled around with Debbie,
ol' top.
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200. No, not true. I rebuffed.
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201. But you were angry at her.
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202. - Yes.
- Louder.
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203. Yes, I was angry.
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204. Debbie threatened to tell my wife
that we had sexual relations.
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205. Okay, Hank. I got all I need.
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206. A 12-gauge shell.
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207. Oh, my God.
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208. I want you to promise me
you won't ever do drugs, Bobby.
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209. I promise.
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210. A promise means nothing when a junkie
tricks you into smoking a joint
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211. when you think it's a cigarette
which you shouldn't smoke either.
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212. Now, promise me. Promise me, Bobby.
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213. Okay, okay, I promise.
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214. Promises mean nothing.
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215. Look, Dad
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216. I'm not going to use drugs
because drugs are for losers.
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217. And I'd never want to disappoint you.
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218. Oh...
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219. Plus, I want to be the first chubby
comic to live past 35.
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220. - Afternoon, Hank.
- Oh, hi, Sheriff.
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221. Ah, any leads on the, uh, murderer
that don't point in my direction?
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222. Mrs. Hill, could you excuse us a moment?
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223. I'd like to tell your husband
a dirty joke.
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224. Sheriff,
if this is about the investigation
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225. I assure you, you can speak freely.
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226. My husband and I have no secrets
between us.
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227. Cigarette?
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228. Oh, no, we do not smoke.
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229. That's smart. Filthy habit.
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230. Say, could I trouble you for a light?
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231. Uh, I could look in the house.
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232. Oh, never mind.
I got this here silver lighter.
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233. Found it in Debbie's apartment.
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234. Got the initials H-R-H on it.
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235. Say now, what's your middle name?
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236. Rutherford.
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237. Right. H-R-H.
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238. So, unless His Royal Highness
the Prince of Wales
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239. stopped by Sunday night for a smoke...
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240. Okay, the lighter's mine.
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241. It was a gift
from Mrs. Elizabeth Strickland.
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242. I, I know all about Miz Liz.
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243. As I said,
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244. I know everything about my husband.
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245. So you know about your husband's
relationship with Debbie.
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246. Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. What relationship?
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247. - I had no relationship with Debbie.
- Sheriff?
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248. Uh-huh.
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249. If I may.
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250. Debbie threatened to tell my wife
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251. that we had sexual relations.
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252. Well, I'm sure you folks
have plenty to talk about.
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253. Y'all have a nice day.
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254. I didn't sleep with Debbie.
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255. I don't know how my lighter
got into her apartment.
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256. And I already told you about being
in the bathtub with a naked Miz Liz.
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257. Did you see her breasts?
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258. Hey, Charlie Manson!
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259. Can I get your autograph
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260. on this Sugarfoot napkin
I pull out of dumpster?
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261. If you murderer, I auction it
on eBay for big bucks.
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262. eBay?
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263. Wait a minute...
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264. Damn, the eBay auction closed.
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265. I lost my Weevil.
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266. Ah... Ah, ah, ah...
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267. Kahn, you may have just made
my autograph worthless.
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268. The auction for that purple
weeble wobbler.
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269. - What time did it close?
- 6:58 p.m.
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270. Oh, you want to go in a chat room
with Gene Roddenberry's wife?
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271. - Listen to me.
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272. Debbie was killed at 6:45.
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273. I didn't inhale
until 7:00 at the earliest.
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274. I couldn't have blacked out
and killed her. She was already dead.
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275. Yeah, dude, you were here
smoking pot with me.
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276. You can tell that to the cops.
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277. I'll back you up.
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278. Leaving the Get In,
Get Out so soon, Payton?
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279. I'm sure there are some candy bars
you haven't questioned.
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280. You better take them Three Musketeers
into separate rooms.
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281. Maybe one of them will crack.
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282. That's a good one, Sheriff.
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283. How'd "Hee Haw" ever let you get away?
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284. Mm-mm.
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285. Do I smell Peggy Hill's
old-fashioned buttermilk griddle cakes?
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286. Sheriff, now I'm sure you
did not come all this way just to smell
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287. Peggy Hill's old-fashioned
buttermilk griddle cakes.
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288. Guilty.
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289. Speaking of which, Mr. Hill
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290. Debbie's roommate, Gale,
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291. has got an interesting alibi
for the night of the murder.
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292. Says he was with you, sparking up a J.
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293. In English, please.
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294. Lighting up a J.
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295. Getting high? He said that?
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296. Well, now you have
a second crime to investigate, Sheriff.
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297. The attempted assassination
of my husband's character.
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298. How dare you!
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299. My dad would never use drugs.
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300. I said, good day, Sheriff!
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301. Mr. Hill?
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302. Uh, the boy is right.
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303. I would never smoke pot.
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304. Yeah, yeah.
You're as square as a block of wood.
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305. But this Gale feller, he's from up north.
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306. Hair down to his butt crack and a layer
of filth that just don't wash off.
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307. Now that I've talked to you,
I know that he's just a liar
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308. who's got no alibi.
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309. They're arresting the murderer on TV!
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310. It's a woman.
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311. - Who is it?
- A woman?
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312. - Another arrest...
- That's not a woman.
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313. - That's Debbie's roommate.
- Nuh-uh. Her name is Gale.
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314. I've never had a homicide
go unsolved in Heimlich County
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315. and my record stands intact.
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316. Two for two.
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317. But Gale couldn't have done it.
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318. He, he was...
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319. He was what, Dad?
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320. Uh, nothing.
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321. Come on. Show Peggy's Sugarfoot's
in the background.
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322. Show Peggy's Sugarfoot's
in the background.
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323. Show Peggy's Sugarfoot's... Yes!
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324. You know, uh,
I'm not so sure this, uh... Gale, is it?
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325. I'm just not so sure he's the right guy
who did the murder.
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326. Well, now you're just talking crazy, Hank.
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327. The sheriff arrested him.
That means he's guilty.
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328. - Bill's right.
- I should know.
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329. I've served on four juries
and we did our job... four convictions.
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330. It is not your job as a juror
to just convict.
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331. Is, too.
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332. I just want to say thanks
to Buck Strickland
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333. for throwing this case-closed dinner.
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334. Oh, the party's also a send-off
to our good friend
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335. Texas Ranger Payton, who was...
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336. unable to solve the crime.
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337. I hope Gale doesn't get off
on some pothead technicality, right, Dad?
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338. Well, those technicalities
have a name, Bobby.
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339. They're called the Bill of Rights.
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340. Oh, he's got a right.
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341. He's got a right arm
for them to stick the needle in.
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342. - That'll be sweet.
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343. All right. All right, that's enough.
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344. Gale did not kill Debbie.
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345. That's right. He's innocent...
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346. And I know that because at the time
of the murder Gale was with me.
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347. We were in Debbie's apartment...
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348. And like he said...
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349. we were smoking pot.
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350. Who are you, Hank Hill?
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351. Now, now, it was an accident.
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352. I didn't know it was pot
and God knows I didn't enjoy it.
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353. But the fact remains, Sheriff,
you have the wrong man in your jail.
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354. - Then, it was Buck.
- Nuh-uh, it wasn't me.
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355. It-it was Hank.
Di-di-didn't you get the tape?
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356. What about that, uh,
"Hank" name tag I put in the bushes?
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357. It wasn't Hank, it was you.
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358. - Nah, it wasn't.
- Then, it was Miz Liz.
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359. - Nah, it wasn't.
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360. All right, fine, it was me.
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361. - I'm your man, Sheriff.
- You got the right to remain silent...
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362. If you people are just about finished...
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363. I'll tell you who killed Debbie.
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364. Debbie's phone records show
she called Mr. Hank Hill
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365. a short while before her death
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366. which means she was home at 6:00 p.m.
Now, what would she have seen
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367. if she looked out her window
at 6:00 p.m., hmm?
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368. Normally, she'd see Sheriff Mumford
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369. stuffing some Sugarfoot's ribs
into his face.
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370. But on this night,
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371. she saw Mr. Buck and Miz Liz Strickland
entering the restaurant,
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372. which, according to the Sugarfoot's
reservations book occurred at...
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373. 6:03 mister, and 6:04 missus.
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374. Seeing Buck and Miz Liz back together
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375. must've thrown that pretty little
tank wipe into a jealous rage.
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376. So when she went down to Sugarfoot's...
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377. Ah... Peggy's Sugarfoot's.
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378. At the time, it was.
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379. Yeah...
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380. The point is,
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381. she went there to kill Buck Strickland
with the 12-gauge shotgun
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382. he had stashed in her apartment.
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383. So she climbed into the dumpster
next to his Cadillac to lie in wait.
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384. Now, sitting in a dumpster
full of half-eaten barbecue
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385. can make you hungry...
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386. and, sure enough,
Debbie went across the street, to...
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387. the Get In, Get Out.
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388. According to the store's
security videotape
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389. and a written deposition
from a Mr. Freddy Hakimi,
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390. she purchased a Big Gulp
and a 99-cent nacho plate.
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391. By buying them together,
she saved 23 cents.
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392. My God!
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393. That is one heck of a deal.
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394. When Debbie returned to the dumpster,
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395. she saw Mr. Strickland's car
and assumed he was still there.
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396. What she didn't know
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397. was that the Stricklands had already
left together in Mrs. Strickland's car
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398. having reconciled
physically in a storeroom.
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399. And again in the meat locker.
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400. And, once more, in the slop sink.
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401. She had difficulty juggling
the three items
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402. as she attempted to negotiate
her way back into the dumpster.
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403. - She put the gun in first.
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404. She wouldn't let go of that junk food
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405. and that was the source of her demise,
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406. for as Debbie climbed into that dumpster
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407. her foot accidentally tripped
the hammer on the gun.
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408. So, Debbie grund's killer
was Debbie Grund.
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409. Oh, Buck, I'm so relieved.
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410. Why, I thought it was you.
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411. Yeah, and I would have, too, Miz Liz.
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412. Yeah, I'd have done it for you.
'Course, I thought you did it.
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413. That's why I planted the shotgun shell
in Hank's truck...
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414. to protect you.
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415. You planted evidence... for me?
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416. - Yeah.
- Aw... Sugarfoot.
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417. Oh, Sweets.
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418. Sorry about that whole frame-up,
there, tonto.
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419. I was under a lot of stress.
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420. Uh, yeah...
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421. Yeah, okay, uh...
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422. I guess if...
my mistress had been murdered
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423. and my wife were a suspect... Uh, yeah.
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424. Well, I guess I let you down, Son,
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425. doing drugs like that
when I've always told you not to.
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426. You know, if I did something like this
you'd punish me.
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427. Maybe I should be able to punish you.
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428. Well, okay, Son.
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429. What's my punishment? Am I grounded?
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430. That's too easy.
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431. You cannot mow the lawn for one week.
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432. Aw, come on, Son,
it was an accident.
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433. You want to go for two?
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434. I said, good day, Sheriff!
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