King of the Hill Season 6 quotes

Bobby

Hey, I didn't go looking for trouble. Trouble came-a-knockin' and Bobby Hill's foot answered the door.

Bill

I wish I had a son to kick me in the nuts.

Dale

[While Bill writhes in agony] Be careful what you wish for.

What are you gonna do? Are you gonna kick me in the nads?

Bobby

Am I gonna do it? Yes. When am I gonna do it? Don't know. Could be tomorrow - now! [kicks Clark in the crotch] One thing you'll find out about me, Clark, is that I'm not a very patient person.

Hank

You leave your face open, you're gonna get popped. See? Pop! Pop! Pop!

Bobby

You left yourself open, Dad. Pop pop!

Bobby

I kicked my dad in the crotch.

You kicked your father? We all have those feelings, Bobby. But, we never act on them.

(Talking to Bobby) I heard what you did to Chane Wassonasong -- unforgivable! But then I hear what you did to your father -- very funny. So I'm conflicted.

Peggy

Uh-huh, That's right, Bobby. I believe you will find that I have no testicles. Where's your secret weapon now, huh?

She bluffing! Finish her!

Bobby

Um, alright guys. The girls aren't here, you don't have to pretend to be tough. Oh! [Chane pushes him to the ground] Come on. Uh, I live next door. All I have to do is scream and my dad will be on you like flies on pie.

If you eat some dirt, then maybe I'll leave you alone.

Bobby

But, I don't want to eat any dirt. Well, maybe just a little. (He pretends to eat dirt) Yum, that's good dirt.

You didn't eat any.

Bobby

DAD! DAD!

Bobby

I'm sorry, Mom. It was a reflex. [Peggy jumps on him, then noogies him] Mom, okay! I said I was sorry! [groaning]

Dale Gribble

If you want to elect me, Dale Gribble, president of the Gun Club, running on the Save-Your-Sorry-Ass platform, say "aye."

Dale Gribble

(holding a plate of macaroons, small macaroons on one side, large macaroons on the other side) Macaroon? I've got entrance wound size, and exit wound size. (The small macaroons are called "entrance wound size", and the large macaroons are called "exit wound size".)

Bill Dauterive

(whispering) Tell him to get a Twix bar from the vending machine.

Dale Gribble

Pocket sand! Sh-sh-sha! (tosses sand in the eyes of his attacker)

Oh, my God, what the hell are you doing?!

Hank Hill

Nothing! I swear! I was just calling for help!

Bobby Hill

Is that my dad [on the phone]? Ask him if he's gonna be late if I can have his pork chop.

Dale Gribble

Bobby, you'll be eating your father's pork chop every night for the rest of your life. Wait. That's the saddest thing I've ever heard. Retraction! Bobby, you will not be having your father's pork chop tonight, or any other night! You hear me Hank?! Bobby's not eating your pork chop!

Dale Gribble

[seeing the house explodes, leaving Bill behind] Wait a minute. Did we untie Bill?