"[Captioning sponsored by FOX BROADCASTING COMPANY and TWENTIETH CENTURY FOX TELEVISION]" "(grunts)" "Bobby Hill, what are you doing?" "I'm ironing underwater." "Blurp, blurp, blurp." "Don't test me, young man." "I've failed funnier kids than you." "All right, children irons down." "With the help of Ernie the janitor" "I have soiled each of these cheerleader uniforms." "Your take-home exam is to identify and remove the mystery stain and here's one for our class clown." "Oh, wait, let me give you some extra credit." "If it's Monday night, it must be" "Frito pie with Wolf-brand chili." "I made it just the way you like it... perfect." "Come on, Bobby, it's Frito pie with Wolf-brand chili night." "What the?" "There better be a naked cheerleader under your bed." "Don't get mad, but I think I'm going to fail Home Ec." "Well, of course you're failing Home Ec..." "you're a guy." "Did you know your son is taking Home Ec?" "(sighs)" "They got him playing with skirts!" "If Bobby learns to cook and clean for himself what's his motivation to ever get married?" "Home Ec is not going to turn Bobby into a sissy." "In prison movies, the toughest characters always work in the kitchen." "I wouldn't worry, Hank." "When I was the, uh varsity football towel manager" "I cleaned 50 jockstraps a week." "I turned out okay." "(sighs)" "Hey, man, nice shot." "Man, hey no, nothing but ice." "Oh, please." "When I was the, uh, varsity football towel manager" "I once slang-shot a jockstrap into a laundry hamper from 50 yards away." "Betcha a million dollars you can't do that again." "You're on!" "(grunts)" "Oh!" "Hah!" "You choked." "You owe me a million dollars." "Choker!" "(choking)" "(coughing)" "Uh!" "(coughing)" "Choker!" "Dad says that men install washing machines they service washing machines but they aren't supposed to use washing machines." "Oh, please." "There's no rule that says only women can do housework and only men can have careers." "I can do both." "I am what the magazines call a superwoman." "I like Superwoman." "Oh, Bobby, thank you." "Now let's take a look at your homework." "When we're done with it, this stain is going to wish it was still some cheerleader's lunch." "First, you blind-side it with pre-soak." "Then you sucker-punch it with some hot water andjust when it's begging for mercy you rip off its head and pour bleach down its neck." "Finish it off, Bobby!" "Are you going to let that stain call you a sissy?" "!" "No!" "I know it's not even Thanksgiving yet but it feels like Christmas morning." "Well, it's full of holes but you did get the stains out... mostly." "(gasps)" "Uh-oh." "Bobby, these are your father's dungarees!" "(sighs)" "How could you, Peggy?" "Now what am I gonna carve the turkey in... my underwear?" "Not with an electric knife, no sir." "Even world-famous surgeons do not get it right 100% of the time." "They make mistakes, Hank." "People die." "We are human." "(sighing)" "Ms. Bittner, I'm not going to lie to you." "I don't think I heard one thing you've said all year especially whatever you said about bleach." "Can you help me fix my dad's pants?" "He can't wear one of your clever jokes?" "Please, Ms. Bittner, I've never asked for anything from you except more sugar." "Ooh, fancy!" "Hey, Hank, how's it going at the bank?" "How the hell should I know?" "On a related fiscal note, Bill where's the million bucks you owe me?" "Oh, right, Dale, yeah." "Suitable for framing." "There you go..." "$1 million!" "I guess I'll have to sell my private island in the South Pacific, huh?" "You never go anyway." "Dad, would you like to wear jeans to work today?" "You know I would." "Look what I got!" "I got a bolt of denim from Ms. Bittner." "I used your old jeans as a pattern and I fired up" "Mom's sewing machine." "My sewing machine?" "No, it can't make seams this straight." "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to try them on." "Well, all right, Bobby!" "They're perfect." "I mean, they're a little stiff but after I break 'em in for a couple years they'll be perfect." "Hang on, I picked up a little trick in Home Ec." "I hope you don't mind..." "I borrowed your power sander." "(chuckling)" "Peggy, he's right." "I can feel the denim loosening up." "I'm glad you ruined my jeans." "Bobby's made them even better." "(chuckling)" "Bobby, eight hours and no chafing!" "I know what I'm leading off with in my Thanksgiving prayer." "...three, two, one, mark!" "Buns in the oven!" "Oh, then you're not just sewing in Home Ec... they've got you cooking too, huh?" "I hope you don't mind but I opened a bottle of your wedding wine to marinate my pot roast." "Well, just make sure when you're done playing your mother has her kitchen back." "It's Tuesday night pork chops, you know." "Yes, Bobby, I can handle the heat so get out of my kitchen, because with pork the slightest mistake could kill us all." "I'd like to cash this for cash." "A thousand thousands will be fine." "Most of the million dollar checks we see are jokes." "Your job sounds fun." "I'm sorry, Mr. Dauterive only has $418.75." "Okay, then give me 400 Sacagawea coins 18 Susan B. Anthonys two North Carolina quarters and a Utah." "Yep... tastes like Tuesday." "Thank you, Hank." "Say, that smells pretty good." "Thanks, Dad." "Could you sign this form saying I cooked it myself and that it tasted okay?" "Yeah, I'll help you with your homework." "Hank, you will spoil your appetite." "Mm, no, no, it's okay." "Let's eat Bobby's pot roast now while it's still juicy." "Your pork chops will be just as good tomorrow." "No, no, no." "Wednesday is spa-Peggy and meatballs day." "You can't have pork chops on Wednesday." "That would throw off the whole rotation." "(chuckling):" "Wednesday." "You would not have believed it, Nancy." "He ate that pot roast like... like it was my pork chops and my pork chops were sitting right there!" "What you need, sug, is an unfair advantage." "It's the library's, so try not to get anything on it." "A homemaking magazine?" "Oh, no, no thank you, I have never needed to..." "Well, that is the most beautiful Thanksgiving centerpiece" "I have ever seen." "Hey, Peggy." "Uh, why's the table covered with yard waste?" "Hank, it is not yard waste." "Or it will not be when I get through with it." "It will be our new stunning Thanksgiving centerpiece... made entirely of yard waste!" "Ew, don't touch it, Bobby." "Those nests could be full of fleas and ticks." "Not if you take the birds out." "They'll build another nest." "They're not just going to let their eggs sit there on the sidewalk." "(grunting in pain)" "Okay, Ernst is done removing the parasites but he cannot comb out the dark sadness that entangles you." "What's up with that?" "Ernst, imagine if the man you loved found someone else to cook for him, and clean for him and make his pants." "Who is this other woman?" "The other woman is my son." "He may be getting an A in Home Ec but at what cost, huh?" "At what cost to me?" "Cooking and cleaning and sewing..." "I did not hear you mention the boudoir." "I can think of many things to be done there for Hank." "Well, I am an excellent lover." "And Ernst is an excellent hairstylist." "Together let us take your husband places from our wildest dreams!" "Sorry, sir, but you have more food than money." "Okay, I don't need cling wrap." "This is my whole Thanksgiving dinner and who am I kidding there aren't going to be any leftovers!" "(chuckling)" "Um, you're still over." "Oh." "But, but... you can't take my turkey." "(sighs)" "Still over." "This circular saw cozy fits great, son but can we call it something else?" "Hey, how about a circular saw buddy?" "You name it and I'll knit it!" "Hey, Peggy!" "Bobby made me a circular saw buddy." "Whoa, your hair looks great." "It's so big." "Well, I hope it's not too tall to get through the bedroom door, Hank." "Well, the doorway's got a seven-foot clearance." "BOBBY:" "Dinner!" "When it got to be 5:00 and you weren't home" "I asked Bobby to whip something up." "Well, that's a good idea." "The sooner we eat the sooner we can get to... dessert." "(suggestive growl)" "I think Bobby made pie." "Ugh, I probably should've stopped at seconds." "I'm not usually a big fan of cheese but boy, the things Bobby does with it..." "I have an idea how we can burn off some calories, Hank." "(nauseated groan)" "What's wrong?" "Is Bobby's cooking coming up on you?" "I think it's all that beauty stuff in your hair." "It kind of has that new car smell." "Boy, that cheese!" "Mm!" "(retching and coughing)" "Hank, what is going on?" "(coughing)" "The fumes coming off your hair keep waking me up." "You don't smell like a new car." "I just said that to make you feel better." "Bobby, put away your robot and go to bed." "I need the couch." "Your father's feeling ill." "I think it was something he ate." "Why don't you just take my bed?" "I've got a lot of work to do out here." "Agh!" "Was this ever an outdoor couch?" "Okay, fine, I will sleep in your bed right under your boogerwall." "I thought I heard an upholstery shampooer." "Maybe you could use that thing to get the smell out of your mother's side of the bed." "Have you seen her?" "She was looking for a place to sleep so I let her have my bed." "Well, where are you going to sleep?" "I'll just crash on the couch." "It's still a little wet but it gives me an excuse to sleep in my poncho." "No, no, your mother's bed is empty." "Why don't you just bunk with me in the big bedroom?" "I'll make caramel popcorn!" "I'll turn on the TV." "It's such a clear night we might be able to pick up the news from San Antonio." "Their sports guy played for the Oilers for a year." "I didn't know your bed was made of two little beds." "Well, your mother likes her mattress firm and I like mine extra firm." "So I guess it's true, opposites attract." "Check it out..." "the weather girl is looking at the wrong camera." "(patronizing laugh)" "San Antonio." "And it's going to rain tomorrow." "(laughter)" "Why would anyone live there?" "You know who'd get a kick out of this?" "Ladybird!" "Come here, girl!" "(sobbing)" "HANK:" "That Miss Piggy balloon has the same hairdo as your mother." "Hey, Peggy." "Well, maybe for you it is." "Oh, I was expecting you to say, "Good morning."" "So... did you sleep well?" "Not really." "Bobby and I were up all night talking... really, really talking." "(muffled scream)" "(gasps)" "So, that's where it went." "Perfect!" "Hank, come in here, quick!" "Look what I found in Bobby's bed." "Mm-hmm, it's a ladies' magazine and that is not my opinion." "It says so right in the title." "You were right about Home Ec, Hank... it's ruining Bobby." "Every perfume ad has been scratched and sniffed and his horoscope says that this is a good week for him to meet the man of his dreams." "If you ask me, Hank, that boy ain't right." "Bobby, get in here." "Now." "What's up, Dad?" "Son, do you think you could make this buttermilk- basted turkey?" "Well, that recipe takes 24 hours." "Good thing I started on it last night." "(chuckling)" "I just thought you were getting up to use the bathroom a lot." "You know what?" "Let's have Bobby handle the whole meal." "What?" "!" "But-but every year I..." "This year the only thing you have to do is get hungry." "Just kick back on the couch now that it's fit to sit on." "BOBBY:" "Oh, Dad... where's the turkey platter?" "I want to start on the radish roses." "It's in the garage, in a box marked:" ""Winter holiday poultry serving dishes."" "Here, I'll help you find it." "Mom, you mind popping my bird in?" "Don't worry, the racks are set and the oven's already preheated." "It's idiot-proof." "They do not deserve us." "Oh... boxed in!" "Did I fix my roof in the last few days?" "Well, it still looks pretty bad, so maybe." "Why?" "I can't buy any Thanksgiving food because my bank account is empty and... and I can't remember what I spent it on." "It's empty because I cashed your check, Bill which did not clear for the full million dollars." "But that check was a joke, just like the bet." "It was a joke..." "I laughed." "We had a legitimate oral contract entered into fully and freely when I said, "Betcha"" "and you said, and I quote, "You're on."" "Dale, stop talking like a lawyer and give Bill his money back." "What's the point?" "Bill would probably just go and spend it on something stupid, like himself." "Peggy?" "Oh, I see my haircut was a success!" "Your Hank, he ravaged you last night, yes?" "Tell me, what did you do to him?" "I stole his turkey is what I did." "I would rather share it with a man who needs me a man who is also alone on Thanksgiving because of the stigma society attaches to his unconventional sexual appetites." "Get in here, you drama queen." "Tell me, tell me, who is this mystery man?" "Who the hell is she?" "Peggy Hill, this is my wife Claudia and my little angel Brett." "You have a family that loves you?" "(crying)" "(phone rings)" "Hank Hill." "Happy Thanksgiving." "ERNST (on phone):" "Hank, this is Ernst." "I hope you're sitting down for the bombshell I am about to drop." "Last chance to sit." "Is this about the smell in Peggy's hair?" "This is not about some smell that you are imagining." "Peggy is here with your turkey." "They are both bruised and broken." "HANK:" "Son of a gun!" "Your mother took the turkey and ran off to her hairdresser's." "You have made her feel useless in her own house." "Now she is at my house laying face down in a puddle of her own self-esteem." "Pull her out before she drowns!" "I breast-fed my Bobby." "Big mistake." "(Hank sighs)" "Bobby..." "I need you to do two things" "I pray you'll never have to do again." "Tape the Cowboys' game and give me an apron." "Hello, Peggy." "I'm sorry I'm so under dressed, Hank." "I see you and Bobby decided to go formal." "No, I sent Bobby to the neighbors but first, we whipped up some of our favorite dishes." "Happy Thanksgiving!" "Fried pork chops?" "Frito pie with Wolf-brand chili?" "Spa-Peggy with meatballs?" "And a half a bottle of our wedding wine." "You don't even need me to make spa-Peggy?" "Nope, I guess not but that's okay." "I didn't marry you because I need someone to cook and clean for me." "I married you because..." "you know... you know..." "The love." "Oh, Hank!" "Mmm, your hair smells much better now." "Like stuffing." "[Captioned by the Media Access Group at WGBH]" "(loud munching)" "Bobby, this is the best Thanksgiving dinner I ever had." "Ooh-hoo-ooh, let's do the wishbone!" "This is for a million dollars." "(laughing)" "Okay." "I won!" "I won!" "You owe me a million dollars!" "DALE:" "Correction:" "You owe me a million dollars." "I'm so sorry, Bobby, he made me do it!" "It was all a setup." "(Bill crying)" "HANK:" "Bo, that cheese." "Mm."