King of the Hill (1997–2010): Season 3, Episode 21 - Revenge of the Lutefisk - full transcript
Cotton is suspected of arson when the church burns down; the police believe that he did it because of the new woman pastor.
[church bells ringing]
so I told that state trooper:
"ignorance of the lord
is no excuse either."
??[church organ playing]
well, that was quick.
Yeah, well,the winston cup's
on at noon
and rev. Thomasson
always wraps it up
in plenty of time.
And now, friends,
i'm sad to say
that I've decided to retir
e from arlen first methodist
.
[people muttering]
retire? The man
works half a day a week.
After much reflection
and soul-searching,
I've decided
unless you have a.o.l.
I'll be hosting a potluck dinner
on saturday
to welcome
your new minister...
The new guy
had better like sports.
Rev. Karen stroup.
[all gasping]
a woman.
So, it's up
and running.
The secret lab
in the basement
of the harvard
divinity school
where they ordain
women surgically.
The pebble beach celebrity golf pro-am
is this sunday.
If this gal's
sermon runs late,
you know how women
like to talk,
we're gonna miss
matt lauer's opening drive.
You know what I think?
I think god sent
a female minister
here to punish me.
First single gal
to move to arlen in years,
and she's forbidden to marry.
Uh, bill,
ministers can marry.
oh!
[chuckling]
thank you, god.
Wait till cotton finds out
about this female man of god.
I almost hesitate
to fax it to him.
.
That's not
gonna happen, dale
I told you to stop
sending my dad the gribble report
you tell me
a lot of things, hank,
most of which
I publish.
Now, bobby, honey,
let's try to make
rev. Stroup feel
very welcome, ok?
Some people,
they just cannot accept
women in positions
of real authority.
I remember my first day
as a 4th-grade
substitute teacher.
[gasps]
look! There she is!
I'm a successful
tire distributor.
Back me up.
[people chattering]
??[humming]
hello, reverend.
I am peggy hill,
and this is peggy hill's
frito pie.
It is a traditional
texas recipe
that I found
on a bag of fritos.
Well, peggy hill.
Peggy hill,peggy hill, peggy hill
, good.
You are in
for a real treat.
I've prepared a little taste of minnesot
a called lutefisk.
It's a scandinavia
n delicacy
made by baking codfish
in a solution of lye
until the bones
become gelatinous.
[gags]
[all gagging]
oh, what?
Ok, honey,
we'll--we'll--we'll be
right there.
Oh, my husband is dying
to meet you.
[people chattering]
hank hill, hank hill,
hank hill. Good.
So, your first sermon
tomorrow.
heh,
You nervous?
Yeah, a little.
Me, too. You see,the pebble beach
pro-am is on at 1:30,
and my v.c.r.
Doesn't always work.
Oh, that could be
a problem.
The quarterback challenge
is on at 1:15.
Don't wanna Miss that.
You're a football fan?
Let's just say between god
and the vikings,
sunday's not my day
of rest.
[laughing]
well, you might be
all right.
[sighing]
seriously, though,how are you fixed
for propane?
[bobby slurping]
[grunting]
[sighing]
this stuff stinks.
[grunting]
when I found out
i'd been assigned
to a church in texas,
I was a little worried.
A lot of female ministers
don't last too long
down here.
Yeah, it gets pretty hot
in the summer.
Hank, let me
ask you something.
Do you like fish?
Only catching 'em,gutting 'em,
and eating 'em.
(rev. Stroup)
just a taste, hank.
I want everyone in the congregation
to have some lutefisk
and I only made
enough for 30.
My lutefisk!
Where--where's my lutefisk?
I put it right here between the frito pie
and the frito pie.
Has anyone seen it?
(dale)
maybe you put it
on the dessert table
next to my lemon bars.
(rev. Stroup)
well, it's not here.
Can everyone
help me look?
(bill)
I found it!
Did anyone get
to try some?
Someone just threw it out?
That's right.I found it
in the trash.
Oh, poor rev. Stroup, huh?
Just seeing
how much people enjoyed
my frito pie
must have, well,must have been salt
in her wounds.
It's sort of an odd way
to attack a gal,
to throw out
her favorite fish.
Mmm-hmm.
But I doubt that
there is anything
that could have
hurt that woman more.
[birds chirping]
[grunting]
[stomach gurgling]
[groaning]
(hank)
let's go.
If we get to church late,
we'll have to park
in the dirt lot.
I met y'all last night.
I know you are good people,
decent people.
I'm not going to judge
the whole town
based on the sins
of one lost soul.
[stomach gurgling]
i'm not even going to judg
e that one person
because I still
don't know who it is.
[moans]
well, it was worth a shot.
Please open
your bibles to mark 6:41.
"and the 2 fishes
"divided he among them all
[stomach gurgling]
"and they did all eat,
and were filled.
"and they took up
12 baskets
full of the fragments,
and of the fishes."
Mom, I left a shoe
in the car.
Be right back.
[moaning]
let us pray.
??[church organ playing]
what did I miss?
Did she dance yet?
How did he find out about this?
psst, colonel,I saved you a seat
[church organ stops playing]
here is another
minnesota tradition
that's not so easy
to throw in the garbage.
Let's everyone rise
and hug the person
next to you.
[church organ playing]
leave it to a woman
to turn god's house
into a love shack.
Permission to hug you,
colonel?
Denied!
Go hug your wife.
I can't.
She's hugging
the person next to her
looks like you nee
d someone to hug.
Looks like you need
to read your bible.
And I quote,"women should remain silent
in the churches.
"they are not allowed
to speak,
but must be in submission."
Corinthians.
Yes, but in the book of--
Billy graham, man,
jimmy swaggart,
man, karen stroup--
!
(bill)
enough
if you hurt this woman
, this single woman,
and you take
her away from me,
I promise I will
strike you down.
I made my point.
If you need me,
i'll be in the one part
of this church
that's still men's only.
[bobby groaning]
.
i'm sorry.
I ate all the lutefisk
[groaning]
why did you have
to taste so good?
why?
[door opening]
[gasps]
[screaming]
mercy! Mister,
what did you eat?
[door creaking]
[gagging]
[sniffing]
ah, forget it.
I'll take my business
elsewhere.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[toilet flushing]
[door lock rattling]
(man)
hello.
Hello.
Is anyone in there?
Hello.
?
Are you ok
[stuttering]
[knocking on door]
oh.
[sniffing]
[rattling]
[moaning]
[banging on door]
[bobby grunting]
??[church organ playing]
[sniffing]
what's that smell?
Nothing.
Wait a minute.
I know that smell.
[gasps]
[fire alarm ringing]
fire!
[all gasping]
[all screaming]
oh, god! Oh, god!
Please don't let it be
the propane tanks.
I just spoke to
the arson investigator.
His investigation
points to arson!
[all gasp]
someone did this
because they don't want
a woman minister.
To him I say:
"you can burn
down our church,
"but you cannot
burn down our faith.
"our faith is
the kind of stuff that
children's pajamas
should be made of."
[people murmuring in assent]
why would someone want
to burn down our church?
Honey, they weren't trying to burn down our church.
They were trying
to kill rev. Stroup.
The fire started in a garbage can
in the men's room.
[gasping]
and I read in the paper
that the flames were so hot,
they literally burned the very wood
the church was made of.
Bobby,
you haven't even touched
your arroz con chicken.
I'm not eating
ever again.
I don't blame you.
I ate bugs in the war
tasted better than this.
(peggy)
actually, cotton,
I think he's upset about what happened to the church.
It burnt down.
I feel so bad.
[sobbing]
it's not your fault,
honey.
Whoever committed
this hate crime
is the one who should starve himself
to death, not you.
[crying]
[door closing]
oh.
our sweet,sweet little,
sensitive little boy.
He feels everything so deeply,
like a poet.
A cowboy poet.
It is with a heavy heart
that I welcome you
to this interfaith
prayer service.
[sighs]
protestant and catholic,
jew and buddhist,
man and woman,
we are all brought
together today by hate.
Oh, I hate hate.
Hate that throws out
my lutefisk.
Hate that burns down
our church.
Hate that makes an innocent little boy
stop eating.
That's right.
Would bobby hill please come up
to the microphone?
Go on, honey.
It'll be ok.
Psst. Minh, minh.
]
[makes clicking noises
bobby, the strength
of your devotion
is an inspiration
to us all.
That's why I want you
to be the first to know
the police have found
the matchbook
that started the fire
[gasps]
.
and are closing
in on the arsonist
[moans]
[people applauding]
bobby!
(man)
what happened
to that boy?
For the sake of this poor,
tortured soul,
please help us
find the man
responsible
for this hate crime.
If you know anyone
who might carry
a matchbook from a strip club
in houston,
tell the police.
The matchbook came from a strip club
in houston.
A strip club in houston, hank.
A strip--
My father did not
burn down the church.
Lots of guys go to strip clubs
in houston.
Oh, and also go
to church in arlen
where they harass
female ministers?
Then announce they're goin
g to the men's room
where a fire is started with matches
from a strip club
in houston?
[door opening]
(cotton)
gribble! Gribble!
You gotta help me.
They found my girly
bar matches.
It's only a matter of time
before they accuse me
of church-burnery.
Colonel,I would be honored
if you used my phone
to claim responsibility.
But I didn't do it,
you idiot.
The evidence
suggests otherwise.
They've got your matchbook
and it won't be long
before I turn you in.
[grunts]
ok. Here's how
it went down.
I tried to go
to the latrine,
but there was already
a man in there.
I lit one match
in self-defense,
and then beat
a hasty retreat.
The smelly man must have set the fire
after I left.
Find the man
with the terrible smell,
and you'll have
your arsonist.
Sir, your only hope
is to make a run for it.
[moans]
[dogs barking in distance]
[thudding]
wake up, hank.
[moans]
going somewhere?
Now, why don't you
just turn around,
go back to bed,
and no one gets hurt.
[police siren wailing]
quick! You got
s to hide me!
[grunting]
we know
you're in there.
Come out
with your hands up.
[groans]
cotton hill,you're under arrest for arson.
You got the wrong man.
Let me down!
Mom, he didn't start
the fire.
He couldn't have.
Bobby!
Grandpa!
I didn't do it.
I believe you.
It was
somebody else.
I know.
Look for the man
with the terrible smell.
He's the one you want.
You hear me? The man with
the terrible smell.
I'll Miss you.
[sighs]
ok, show's over.
Nothing to see here.
Everyone go home.
[sighs]
it's a circus
out there.
:
By now,
it's all over town
my dad is an arsonist.
Well, I don't know
why you're
so surprised.
I have always said that man is
capable of anything.
Before, people
used to look away
or pretend not to hear me.
But now,they will all have
to nod in agreement.
Yes, they will.
Even if grandp
a did do it,
it doesn't mean
he's a bad person.
Bobby,I've always stood
by my dad,
no matter what.
And there's been a lot of what
over the years.
But burning down
a church,
I just don't know.
But he's still your father,
no matter what, right?
[sighs]
well, I know you can disown
a child.
There must be something
like that for a parent.
[sniffles]
[announcer chatters on p.a.
System]
i'd like a one-way ticket to mexico,
por favor.
That means today.
(didi)
bobby?
Grandma didi?
Oh, bobby,
I just came in from houston.
Cotton is in jail.
I know.Are you here
to bail him out?
There's no bail.
He's burned down
a church.
Now our baby is going to grow u
p without a father.
Not your and my baby,
cotton's and my baby.
I feel so bad.
It was an accident.
I know it was an accident.
Why can't they
just leave him alone
and forget about it?
This baby
was an accident, too,
but if I forgot about it,
it would never
get born.
I think you have to be responsible
for your accidents
cotton thinks so, too.
At least he stopped
saying he didn't.
Really?
He said if the baby turned out
as good as you, bobby,
then he will
not abandon it
[quavering]
(peggy)
cotton,you have got to confess.
You will feel better,
and I will feel better
they're offering you
a good deal.
Cop to the hate crime,
and they'll drop the 123 counts
of attempted murder.
No deals!
I'm not taking a fall
for the smelly man.
Dang it, dad!There is no
smelly man. Now--
Now you listen to me.
I spent 2 weeks
on iwo jima
buried under
a pile of bodies.
The things I smelled,
you can't even imagine.
I'll never forget
what I smelled
that day in the church.
It was a vengeful stink.
It was a stink
for the ages.
I will tell you
what stinks, old man.
Your story stinks.
[bobby panting]
grandpa, dad, mom.
[panting]
it was--
It was me!
It's all my fault.
I ate the lutefisk.
I got sick
in the bathroom.
I lit the matches.
I burned down
the church.
I let everyone
blame grandpa.
[moans]
.
I told you
I didn't do it
your boy is the man with
the terrible smell
oh!
I knew it.
I knew this was
too good to be true.
Bobby, you are going
to march down that hall
and tell the police
everything.
See if maybe they will spare
your grandfather's life.
ok.
Nobody's going no place.
Sit down, hank
, hank's wife.
You, too, stinky.
Hey, don't call him that.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Did I hurt
your feelings, stinky?
Grandpa.
It don't feel
so good, does it?
Well, get used to it.
'cause that's what everyone's
gonna call you
if you go blabbing
to the police.
Stinky!
He's right.
Oh, lord!
And there are
other names, too.
Yeah.
How about "arsonist"?
That's what
they'll be calling him
in state of texas v.
Bobby hill.
So many names.
What are we gonna do?
You'll do what I say,
is what are you gonna do.
Now get the cops in here.
Tell them i'm ready to confess.
No, dad, you can't.
.
I'm an old man.
Everybody already hates me
but bobby,he's just a child.
He's got his whole life
ahead of him.
Cotton, do you know what you're saying?
if I can take a bullet for my grandson,
i'll do it.
But not in the face.
That's how
I make my livings.
How you make your--
Send them in!
I'll tell you
what I told the cops.
I'm the one who burned down
your church.
But it was an accident.
As for the man
with the terrible smell,
well,that was me, too.
I'm old,I gots no shins,
my plumbing don't work so good
no more.
I blamed the fire
on someone else
because I was embarrassed
by my own terrible smell.
[all murmuring]
t-the digestive problems
of the elderly are their cross to bear,
and we should pity them,
not condemn them.
oh.
Cotton hill,
you have my forgiveness and my love.
And I invite
the entire congregation
to offer you their forgiveness
and love
with a hug.
[groans]
I forgive you.
]
[moans
[dale yelling]
[groans]
mom, as long as
we're confessing,
remember when grandpa
broke the arm of your boggle trophy
'cause he was playing
soccer in the house?
I will never forgive
him for that.
It was me.
I forgive you.
??[organ playing]
(cotton)
but not in the face.
That's how I make
my livings.
so I told that state trooper:
"ignorance of the lord
is no excuse either."
??[church organ playing]
well, that was quick.
Yeah, well,the winston cup's
on at noon
and rev. Thomasson
always wraps it up
in plenty of time.
And now, friends,
i'm sad to say
that I've decided to retir
e from arlen first methodist
.
[people muttering]
retire? The man
works half a day a week.
After much reflection
and soul-searching,
I've decided
unless you have a.o.l.
I'll be hosting a potluck dinner
on saturday
to welcome
your new minister...
The new guy
had better like sports.
Rev. Karen stroup.
[all gasping]
a woman.
So, it's up
and running.
The secret lab
in the basement
of the harvard
divinity school
where they ordain
women surgically.
The pebble beach celebrity golf pro-am
is this sunday.
If this gal's
sermon runs late,
you know how women
like to talk,
we're gonna miss
matt lauer's opening drive.
You know what I think?
I think god sent
a female minister
here to punish me.
First single gal
to move to arlen in years,
and she's forbidden to marry.
Uh, bill,
ministers can marry.
oh!
[chuckling]
thank you, god.
Wait till cotton finds out
about this female man of god.
I almost hesitate
to fax it to him.
.
That's not
gonna happen, dale
I told you to stop
sending my dad the gribble report
you tell me
a lot of things, hank,
most of which
I publish.
Now, bobby, honey,
let's try to make
rev. Stroup feel
very welcome, ok?
Some people,
they just cannot accept
women in positions
of real authority.
I remember my first day
as a 4th-grade
substitute teacher.
[gasps]
look! There she is!
I'm a successful
tire distributor.
Back me up.
[people chattering]
??[humming]
hello, reverend.
I am peggy hill,
and this is peggy hill's
frito pie.
It is a traditional
texas recipe
that I found
on a bag of fritos.
Well, peggy hill.
Peggy hill,peggy hill, peggy hill
, good.
You are in
for a real treat.
I've prepared a little taste of minnesot
a called lutefisk.
It's a scandinavia
n delicacy
made by baking codfish
in a solution of lye
until the bones
become gelatinous.
[gags]
[all gagging]
oh, what?
Ok, honey,
we'll--we'll--we'll be
right there.
Oh, my husband is dying
to meet you.
[people chattering]
hank hill, hank hill,
hank hill. Good.
So, your first sermon
tomorrow.
heh,
You nervous?
Yeah, a little.
Me, too. You see,the pebble beach
pro-am is on at 1:30,
and my v.c.r.
Doesn't always work.
Oh, that could be
a problem.
The quarterback challenge
is on at 1:15.
Don't wanna Miss that.
You're a football fan?
Let's just say between god
and the vikings,
sunday's not my day
of rest.
[laughing]
well, you might be
all right.
[sighing]
seriously, though,how are you fixed
for propane?
[bobby slurping]
[grunting]
[sighing]
this stuff stinks.
[grunting]
when I found out
i'd been assigned
to a church in texas,
I was a little worried.
A lot of female ministers
don't last too long
down here.
Yeah, it gets pretty hot
in the summer.
Hank, let me
ask you something.
Do you like fish?
Only catching 'em,gutting 'em,
and eating 'em.
(rev. Stroup)
just a taste, hank.
I want everyone in the congregation
to have some lutefisk
and I only made
enough for 30.
My lutefisk!
Where--where's my lutefisk?
I put it right here between the frito pie
and the frito pie.
Has anyone seen it?
(dale)
maybe you put it
on the dessert table
next to my lemon bars.
(rev. Stroup)
well, it's not here.
Can everyone
help me look?
(bill)
I found it!
Did anyone get
to try some?
Someone just threw it out?
That's right.I found it
in the trash.
Oh, poor rev. Stroup, huh?
Just seeing
how much people enjoyed
my frito pie
must have, well,must have been salt
in her wounds.
It's sort of an odd way
to attack a gal,
to throw out
her favorite fish.
Mmm-hmm.
But I doubt that
there is anything
that could have
hurt that woman more.
[birds chirping]
[grunting]
[stomach gurgling]
[groaning]
(hank)
let's go.
If we get to church late,
we'll have to park
in the dirt lot.
I met y'all last night.
I know you are good people,
decent people.
I'm not going to judge
the whole town
based on the sins
of one lost soul.
[stomach gurgling]
i'm not even going to judg
e that one person
because I still
don't know who it is.
[moans]
well, it was worth a shot.
Please open
your bibles to mark 6:41.
"and the 2 fishes
"divided he among them all
[stomach gurgling]
"and they did all eat,
and were filled.
"and they took up
12 baskets
full of the fragments,
and of the fishes."
Mom, I left a shoe
in the car.
Be right back.
[moaning]
let us pray.
??[church organ playing]
what did I miss?
Did she dance yet?
How did he find out about this?
psst, colonel,I saved you a seat
[church organ stops playing]
here is another
minnesota tradition
that's not so easy
to throw in the garbage.
Let's everyone rise
and hug the person
next to you.
[church organ playing]
leave it to a woman
to turn god's house
into a love shack.
Permission to hug you,
colonel?
Denied!
Go hug your wife.
I can't.
She's hugging
the person next to her
looks like you nee
d someone to hug.
Looks like you need
to read your bible.
And I quote,"women should remain silent
in the churches.
"they are not allowed
to speak,
but must be in submission."
Corinthians.
Yes, but in the book of--
Billy graham, man,
jimmy swaggart,
man, karen stroup--
!
(bill)
enough
if you hurt this woman
, this single woman,
and you take
her away from me,
I promise I will
strike you down.
I made my point.
If you need me,
i'll be in the one part
of this church
that's still men's only.
[bobby groaning]
.
i'm sorry.
I ate all the lutefisk
[groaning]
why did you have
to taste so good?
why?
[door opening]
[gasps]
[screaming]
mercy! Mister,
what did you eat?
[door creaking]
[gagging]
[sniffing]
ah, forget it.
I'll take my business
elsewhere.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[toilet flushing]
[door lock rattling]
(man)
hello.
Hello.
Is anyone in there?
Hello.
?
Are you ok
[stuttering]
[knocking on door]
oh.
[sniffing]
[rattling]
[moaning]
[banging on door]
[bobby grunting]
??[church organ playing]
[sniffing]
what's that smell?
Nothing.
Wait a minute.
I know that smell.
[gasps]
[fire alarm ringing]
fire!
[all gasping]
[all screaming]
oh, god! Oh, god!
Please don't let it be
the propane tanks.
I just spoke to
the arson investigator.
His investigation
points to arson!
[all gasp]
someone did this
because they don't want
a woman minister.
To him I say:
"you can burn
down our church,
"but you cannot
burn down our faith.
"our faith is
the kind of stuff that
children's pajamas
should be made of."
[people murmuring in assent]
why would someone want
to burn down our church?
Honey, they weren't trying to burn down our church.
They were trying
to kill rev. Stroup.
The fire started in a garbage can
in the men's room.
[gasping]
and I read in the paper
that the flames were so hot,
they literally burned the very wood
the church was made of.
Bobby,
you haven't even touched
your arroz con chicken.
I'm not eating
ever again.
I don't blame you.
I ate bugs in the war
tasted better than this.
(peggy)
actually, cotton,
I think he's upset about what happened to the church.
It burnt down.
I feel so bad.
[sobbing]
it's not your fault,
honey.
Whoever committed
this hate crime
is the one who should starve himself
to death, not you.
[crying]
[door closing]
oh.
our sweet,sweet little,
sensitive little boy.
He feels everything so deeply,
like a poet.
A cowboy poet.
It is with a heavy heart
that I welcome you
to this interfaith
prayer service.
[sighs]
protestant and catholic,
jew and buddhist,
man and woman,
we are all brought
together today by hate.
Oh, I hate hate.
Hate that throws out
my lutefisk.
Hate that burns down
our church.
Hate that makes an innocent little boy
stop eating.
That's right.
Would bobby hill please come up
to the microphone?
Go on, honey.
It'll be ok.
Psst. Minh, minh.
]
[makes clicking noises
bobby, the strength
of your devotion
is an inspiration
to us all.
That's why I want you
to be the first to know
the police have found
the matchbook
that started the fire
[gasps]
.
and are closing
in on the arsonist
[moans]
[people applauding]
bobby!
(man)
what happened
to that boy?
For the sake of this poor,
tortured soul,
please help us
find the man
responsible
for this hate crime.
If you know anyone
who might carry
a matchbook from a strip club
in houston,
tell the police.
The matchbook came from a strip club
in houston.
A strip club in houston, hank.
A strip--
My father did not
burn down the church.
Lots of guys go to strip clubs
in houston.
Oh, and also go
to church in arlen
where they harass
female ministers?
Then announce they're goin
g to the men's room
where a fire is started with matches
from a strip club
in houston?
[door opening]
(cotton)
gribble! Gribble!
You gotta help me.
They found my girly
bar matches.
It's only a matter of time
before they accuse me
of church-burnery.
Colonel,I would be honored
if you used my phone
to claim responsibility.
But I didn't do it,
you idiot.
The evidence
suggests otherwise.
They've got your matchbook
and it won't be long
before I turn you in.
[grunts]
ok. Here's how
it went down.
I tried to go
to the latrine,
but there was already
a man in there.
I lit one match
in self-defense,
and then beat
a hasty retreat.
The smelly man must have set the fire
after I left.
Find the man
with the terrible smell,
and you'll have
your arsonist.
Sir, your only hope
is to make a run for it.
[moans]
[dogs barking in distance]
[thudding]
wake up, hank.
[moans]
going somewhere?
Now, why don't you
just turn around,
go back to bed,
and no one gets hurt.
[police siren wailing]
quick! You got
s to hide me!
[grunting]
we know
you're in there.
Come out
with your hands up.
[groans]
cotton hill,you're under arrest for arson.
You got the wrong man.
Let me down!
Mom, he didn't start
the fire.
He couldn't have.
Bobby!
Grandpa!
I didn't do it.
I believe you.
It was
somebody else.
I know.
Look for the man
with the terrible smell.
He's the one you want.
You hear me? The man with
the terrible smell.
I'll Miss you.
[sighs]
ok, show's over.
Nothing to see here.
Everyone go home.
[sighs]
it's a circus
out there.
:
By now,
it's all over town
my dad is an arsonist.
Well, I don't know
why you're
so surprised.
I have always said that man is
capable of anything.
Before, people
used to look away
or pretend not to hear me.
But now,they will all have
to nod in agreement.
Yes, they will.
Even if grandp
a did do it,
it doesn't mean
he's a bad person.
Bobby,I've always stood
by my dad,
no matter what.
And there's been a lot of what
over the years.
But burning down
a church,
I just don't know.
But he's still your father,
no matter what, right?
[sighs]
well, I know you can disown
a child.
There must be something
like that for a parent.
[sniffles]
[announcer chatters on p.a.
System]
i'd like a one-way ticket to mexico,
por favor.
That means today.
(didi)
bobby?
Grandma didi?
Oh, bobby,
I just came in from houston.
Cotton is in jail.
I know.Are you here
to bail him out?
There's no bail.
He's burned down
a church.
Now our baby is going to grow u
p without a father.
Not your and my baby,
cotton's and my baby.
I feel so bad.
It was an accident.
I know it was an accident.
Why can't they
just leave him alone
and forget about it?
This baby
was an accident, too,
but if I forgot about it,
it would never
get born.
I think you have to be responsible
for your accidents
cotton thinks so, too.
At least he stopped
saying he didn't.
Really?
He said if the baby turned out
as good as you, bobby,
then he will
not abandon it
[quavering]
(peggy)
cotton,you have got to confess.
You will feel better,
and I will feel better
they're offering you
a good deal.
Cop to the hate crime,
and they'll drop the 123 counts
of attempted murder.
No deals!
I'm not taking a fall
for the smelly man.
Dang it, dad!There is no
smelly man. Now--
Now you listen to me.
I spent 2 weeks
on iwo jima
buried under
a pile of bodies.
The things I smelled,
you can't even imagine.
I'll never forget
what I smelled
that day in the church.
It was a vengeful stink.
It was a stink
for the ages.
I will tell you
what stinks, old man.
Your story stinks.
[bobby panting]
grandpa, dad, mom.
[panting]
it was--
It was me!
It's all my fault.
I ate the lutefisk.
I got sick
in the bathroom.
I lit the matches.
I burned down
the church.
I let everyone
blame grandpa.
[moans]
.
I told you
I didn't do it
your boy is the man with
the terrible smell
oh!
I knew it.
I knew this was
too good to be true.
Bobby, you are going
to march down that hall
and tell the police
everything.
See if maybe they will spare
your grandfather's life.
ok.
Nobody's going no place.
Sit down, hank
, hank's wife.
You, too, stinky.
Hey, don't call him that.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Did I hurt
your feelings, stinky?
Grandpa.
It don't feel
so good, does it?
Well, get used to it.
'cause that's what everyone's
gonna call you
if you go blabbing
to the police.
Stinky!
He's right.
Oh, lord!
And there are
other names, too.
Yeah.
How about "arsonist"?
That's what
they'll be calling him
in state of texas v.
Bobby hill.
So many names.
What are we gonna do?
You'll do what I say,
is what are you gonna do.
Now get the cops in here.
Tell them i'm ready to confess.
No, dad, you can't.
.
I'm an old man.
Everybody already hates me
but bobby,he's just a child.
He's got his whole life
ahead of him.
Cotton, do you know what you're saying?
if I can take a bullet for my grandson,
i'll do it.
But not in the face.
That's how
I make my livings.
How you make your--
Send them in!
I'll tell you
what I told the cops.
I'm the one who burned down
your church.
But it was an accident.
As for the man
with the terrible smell,
well,that was me, too.
I'm old,I gots no shins,
my plumbing don't work so good
no more.
I blamed the fire
on someone else
because I was embarrassed
by my own terrible smell.
[all murmuring]
t-the digestive problems
of the elderly are their cross to bear,
and we should pity them,
not condemn them.
oh.
Cotton hill,
you have my forgiveness and my love.
And I invite
the entire congregation
to offer you their forgiveness
and love
with a hug.
[groans]
I forgive you.
]
[moans
[dale yelling]
[groans]
mom, as long as
we're confessing,
remember when grandpa
broke the arm of your boggle trophy
'cause he was playing
soccer in the house?
I will never forgive
him for that.
It was me.
I forgive you.
??[organ playing]
(cotton)
but not in the face.
That's how I make
my livings.