Hank, who works as the assistant manager at Strickland Propane, likes to proclaim proudly that he sells "propane and propane accessories." ... more about Hank Hill
I always say - if you plan ahead, then when things happen, you're prepared for them.
You mean like a convoy?
Bobby, if you weren't my son I'd hug ya.
I'm not saying you're not good at what you do. I'm just saying I'm better.
Dale, you giblet head!
(on finding Bobby in his room holding a cheerleader's uniform) There better be a naked cheerleader under your bed.
Bobby I'm going to tell you to do two things I hope you never have to do again, tape the Cowboys game and fetch me an apron.
You can't just pick and choose which laws to follow. Sure I'd like to tape a baseball game without the express written consent of major league baseball, but that's just not the way it works.
What the hell kind of country is this where I can only hate a man if he's white?
I can't enjoy a party until I know where the bathroom is. You knew that when you married me.
(Reading a book on organic farming) When they say 'Mother Earth', they mean 'dirt', right?
Using a saw to kill someone makes more sense than using a gun to hammer nails. That's how my dad built my treehouse; that's how he cleaned it too.
If your sorority has to sell jam to buy beer, you're drinking too much.
I gotta sense of humor too. I like the Tony Danza.
So are you Chinese or Japanese?
(Talking about his lawn) There's something missing, something wrong...it's like a pretty girl with short hair.
I am the mac daddy of Hiemlich County
Bobby, if you weren't my son, I'd hug you.
Bobby you're 12 that's still very young. But Ladybird, she's 13!
(To Mr. Strickland) There's a spoon stuck to your elbow. Do you even know that?
Boomhauer, I can't understand a word you just said... what with all that legalese mumbo-jumbo.
You, uh, you're my son, you know, with everything that entails... feelings of fondness and more... You know what I mean, don’t you, boy?
You can't compete with this guy. He's a football player, and football players know how to treat a woman right.
A poodle? Why don't you just get me a cat and a sex change operation?
An F in English? Bobby, you speak English!
(To Buck Strickland) You called in a fake propane emergency? That's a $50 fine after I report it.
(admiring Bill's new septic tank) It's a shame we have to put her in the ground.
(to Bobby) Don't play lawyer ball, son.
(punishing Bobby for smoking by making him smoke a carton of cigarettes) Bobby, if you're gonna do something wrong, do it right!
Son, you're teasin' the gorilla in the monkey house.
He always leaves the TV on the Game Show network. I'm not sure why it bothers me, but it does.
I wasn't flirting with her! I didn't even mention that I worked in propane.
Maybe my father is Tom Landry. That would explain my strong chin and my love for the flex defense. I wonder if I would call him "dad" or "coach". Nah who am I kidding? I would call him "sir."
If you'd like to learn more about sexual education, don't! Nobody likes a know-it-all who sits around talking about their genitalia. Now, I think you might like this next show, The X-Files. I always thought it was some kind of porno, on account of the title, but turns out it's all about two young people who don't have sex. Now, that's entertainment!
D-minus! Dangit, Bobby, I expected better from someone who doesn't have any extracurricular activities.
((to Peggy in a body cast)) You know, Helen Keller was largely useless, but look how we remember her. Yep, first lady of the American stage
I hate that t-shirt more than life itself
(As Ted Wassanasong hands Hank a cigar) Don't mind if I -- oh, you probably didn't realize this, but this is Cuban. I'll just go ahead and destroy it for you.
I'm gonna kick your ass! I'm gonna kick it harder if you don't come here.
I HAVE a sense of humor! I laugh at Tony Danza.
An all Texas superbowl.....Thy will be done.
(Speaking to Peggy) I didn't marry you so you could cook and clean for me. I married you because you know, you know.....the love...
(talking to Bobby
"Do you know how to start a man's heart with a downed power line?"
Bobby: "No.") "...Well, theres really no wrong way to do it."
Disappointment? No! You make me proud! I've been disappointed by just about everything else in this town, but you? Not once. Damn it, you're my boy!
Now that just tears it!
(after his father ran away from home) Has anyone seen an old man, about yea high, possibly shouting obscenities?
Oh God no, an anthill on my new lawn!
With the joys of responsibility comes the burden of obligation.
(talking to bobby after he kicked hank in the crotch) Gimme that goddang vidja game!
(Answering Bobby's questions about PMS) Bobby, some things are like a tire fire, trying to put it out only makes it worse. You just gotta grab a beer and let it burn.
(Referring to Bobby's dancing at a concert) They weren't dancing like you and I dance, Peggy. They were enjoying it.
(Talking to Bobby) The only reason why your nails should be black is because you hit them with a hammer.
(reading pamphlet) "Cushioned shooting stands, heated blinds with automatic corn feeder". Well that's not hunting, that's shooting fish in a barrel.
Bobby, from now on when I ask you how your day was, what I mean is 'how was shop'?
I've had about enough of this Christmas crap!
(Talking to Megalomart salesman) (Sigh) Which idiot made it illegal to install a working toilet in your own bathroom?
My wife lies to me. My beer company betrays me. Americans are giving Mexicans diarrhea. What the hell is going on here?
(to Dale Gribble, after Hank thought Dale had died from ant bites) You gave your life to save my son. I guess that makes us even for you ruinin' my lawn. What am I saying? Of course, it makes us even!
(to Bobby) It's not cooking — it's barbecue!
(In response to a young Christian rock singer who said, "Hey man, Jesus had long hair!") That's because I'm not his father.
(After accidentally taking a hit off of a marijuana cigarette) Oh no my eyes are turning bloodshot, I'm going on a trip! I look like I'm doped out of my gourd!
It's called the double standard, Bobby. Don't knock it — we got the long end of the stick on that one.
Why are we watching a foreign movie? You'd think if it was any good they would make an American version.
The only woman I'm pimping is sweet lady propane! And I'm tricking her out all over this town.
Why would anyone ever smoke weed when they could just mow a lawn?
Bobby, I want to give you this cup. It was made from the finest American steel ever to come out of Pittsburgh, PA.
(on worker's compensation) Worker's comp? Do I look like a hobo to you? No, sir, I am not going on welfare.
(Talking to Cotton after G.H. is born) If you call him Good Hank it's gonna look like I'm bad Hank.
Peg, I'm trying to control an outbreak, and you're driving the monkey to the airport!
Butane is the bastard gas.
(On being offered prescription medicine) “Whoa there, Dr. Feelgood, I work at a propane dealership, not Woodstock.
If Bobby doesn't love football, he won't lead a fulfilling life, and then he'll die.
I think they're starting to like me. But more importantly, I think they're starting to like shop.
(Referring to jeans) Well, after I break 'em in in ten years they ought to be the perfect fit.
(Speaking to Willie Nelson) I'm your biggest fan, sir. When I was a boy I worshiped you....and Jesus of course.
(telling Peggy about Connie getting her period) You know, that special time in a girls life..with the freshness and all...
Nobody likes a know it all who sits around talking about their genitalia.
(Conversation Between Hank and Bobby on Halloween. Bobby says, "But dad, that's vandalism and vandalism isn't cool.") Bobby, that attitude is a little immature.
((Speaking to Peggy about Kahn)) I don't whisper every morning in his ear 'be a jerk'. That comes from within.
(referring to Ronald Reagan) I miss voting for that man
Dallas? I don't want you goin' to Dallas at all. That place is crawlin' with crack-heads and debutantes, and half of 'em play for the Cowboys.
(referring to his son Bobby) That boy ain't right.
GAY! I'm not gay! I sell propane and propane accessories!
I tell you what, you can take a safety course, and if you're still interested in guns after they've taken all the fun out of it, we'll go to the tournament.
No got dang way, Bobby!
Ginseng tea?? I'm not gonna get hopped up on dope!
Dang it, I am sick and tired of everyone's asinine ideas about me. I'm not a redneck, and I'm not some Hollywood jerk. I'm something else entirely. I'm... I'm complicated!
Who is calling me a liar, you or the machine? 'Cause I need to know whose ass to kick!
Bobby, you go pick something from the adventure section....anything about a boy with gumption should be fine.
I sell propane and propane accessories.
I'm gonna tie the long hair on your head to the short hair on your ass and kick you down the street!
Yep, just walkin around in my lush, super plush, new lawn...
(After Bobby steps up to the plate in a Little League games, taking a left-handed stance) Dangit, Bobby, you're right-handed.