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After the Mold Rush
King of the Hill - After the Mold Rush.png
Season 8, Episode 6
Airdate December 7, 2003
Production Number 7ABE19
Written by Kit Boss
Directed by Dominic Polcino
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King of the HillSeason Eight

After the Mold Rush is the sixth episode of the eighth season of King of the Hill, and the one hundred fifty-fifth episode overall.

Starring: Mike Judge (Hank Hill, Boomhauer), Kathy Najimy (Peggy Hill), Pamela S. Adlon (Bobby Hill, Loud Woman, Receptionist), Brittany Murphy (credit only), Johnny Hardwick (Dale Gribble), Stephen Root (Bill Dauterive, Earl Welling, Loud Man)

and Toby Huss (Kahn Souphanousinphone, Plumber)

Special Guest Voice: Chris Elliott (Rob Holguin)

Also Starring: David Herman (Insurance Adjuster, Employee), Dave Thomas (Steve Goodman)

Contents

Plot Overview

Hank's dream of being featured in the Arlen Parade of Homes is dashed when mold is discovered in his home and the family is under threat of being pushed out.

Notes

Stinger Quote

Dale: (breathing through respirator) Yup.

Arc Advancement

Happenings

Characters

Referbacks

  • The sign outside the Hotel Arlen reads "Welcome Cigarenders", which could be seen in the first season episode "Keeping Up With Our Joneses".
  • The mold team refers to Ladybird's doghouse, which Hank built in "Hank's Choice". Although, curiously, it is never seen in an other episode.

Trivia

The Show

Behind the Scenes

Allusions and References

Memorable Moments

Quotes

  • Hank: If you can't get enough fun out of helping me buy new handle bushings, there is something seriously wrong with you.
  • Peggy: You know, this closet would look a lot bigger if you took out my shoes and replaced them with Nancy's.
Hank: Well, we don't need any Hollywood special effects for people to see what a great house we've got.
  • Boomhauer: Talkin' about ol' house beautiful, man, talking' 'bout dang ol' swim-up no bed pool, man. Talkin' 'bout just like dang ol' Wilt the Stilt, man, see no double teams in his day, man.
Hank: Well, thanks, Boomhauer. I just hope the people on the Parade of Homes say the same thing.
  • Bobby: Welcome to the Bobby Hill Room. No flash photography on the trolls, please.
Hank: Uh, hey, uh, Bobby, you know what might spruce this room up? A nice display case for your troll action figures, with solid wood doors. You know, so people won't be tempted to steal 'em.
Bobby: Okay.
Dale: Um, aren't they called troll dolls?
Hank: (sigh) Yes.
  • Bobby: Can you hammer in a nail with a single blow?
Hank: This isn't a circus, Bobby. But I could.
  • Earl Welling: It's funny, I spent my whole life dreaming about owning my own house. Now all I dream about is the next thing that needs to be painted or polished or replaced.
Hank: I love those dreams.
  • Hank: I hate to toot my own horn, but this wall looks pretty good. Let's enjoy it now before Bobby puts up that poster of babies dressed as strawberries.
  • Rob Holguin: I'm Rob Holguin, Techno-Pure. Your insurance company sent me.
Hank: Oh, uh, Hank Hill. What can I do for you?
Rob Holguin: You can put your hand down and step two feet away from me. You may be contaminated.
Hank: What?
Rob Holguin: Your house has tested positive for mold.
(Hank screams in horror)
Rob Holguin: Yeah, uh, you might not want to take such deep breaths.
  • Hank: I've got mold? Well, that can't - I mean - How does - God, is it hot in here? I'm really hot!
  • Rob Holguin: Relax, Mister Hill. Rob Holguin is going to do everything it takes to get rid of this mold and you're insurance is going to pick up the tab. Everything from frictional irrigation with a concentrated chlorine solution to forced atmospheric dehydration.
Hank: So wait. You're saying you're going to rub it with bleach and then blow it dry?
Rob Holguin: Well, in layman's terms, yes.
Hank: Well, I've got some bleach and a fan. I could probably do it myself.
Rob Holguin: Every joker with a bottle of Clorox and a Vornado thinks he's an expert. Look, unless the job is done by a certified mold expert, such as myself, your insurance company will drop you like, well, I'd drop this, but then there'd be mold on your floor.
  • Peggy: So are we okay to stay here like this?
Rob Holguin: Okay? Well, that's a medical question, Mrs Hill. I'm not a medical doctor. Now I'll need you both to sign this waiver which certifies I've informed you that's a medical question and I'm not a medical doctor.
  • Peggy: Hank, listen to this: "Mold has been known to cause itchiness, asthma, chronic fatigue, and disorientation." Bobby, quick, what's your middle name, huh? When's my birthday? Here, follow my finger.
Bobby: Your birthday is... I don't know!
Peggy: Hank, the mold's got him!
Bobby: Help me, dad!
Hank: Will you two just calm down? Now it's just a little patch of mold. We'll let Holguin do his job and everything will be fine. And the boy never knew your birthday, Peggy. He always just piggybacked on my card.
  • (Holguin finds mold in the master bathroom)
Peggy: (to Hank) Remember that night I thought I heard something and you said it was nothing? Well, thank you. You just signed my death warrant.
  • Bobby: Can three family members share a living room without driving each other crazy?
Hank: Bobby, I've asked you several times to stop making that joke.
  • Rob Holguin: Your whole house is contaminated. The neg air environment's been compromised.
Hank: The what?
Rob Holguin: There's no time to explain how it wasn't my fault!
  • Dale: Leave it to you to make a hospital gown look unsexy, Hank.
  • Peggy: Hey, what do you know? Erin Brockovich has got mold. And Ed McMahon. Oh, it killed his dog, Muffin. Maybe we'll meet them at a survivors group.
  • Peggy: They're arguing again, Hank. Or making love.
Loud Woman: You pig! Is that what you wanted?
Peggy: Making love.
  • Hank: Hello, I'd like to speak to Mister Holguin.
Receptionist: Sorry, he's at lunch. Can I take a message?
Hank: You don't have enough room on that "While You Were Out" slip for what I have to say.