King of the Hill/Death Picks Cotton

Death Picks Cotton
Season 12, Episode 5
Airdate	November 11, 2007
Production Number	BABE14
Written by	Judah Miller & Murray Miller
Directed by	Tony Kluck
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King of the Hill — Season Twelve

Death Picks Cotton is the fifth episode of the twelfth season of King of the Hill, and the two hundred eighteenth episode overall.

Starring: Mike Judge (Hank Hill, Boomhauer), Kathy Najimy (Peggy Hill), Pamela Adlon (Bobby Hill), Brittany Murphy (Luanne Platter), Johnny Hardwick (Dale Gribble, Cook), Stephen Root (Bill Dauterive, Doctor)

and Toby Huss (Cotton Hill)

Special Guest Voice: Tom Petty (Lucky)

Plot Overview

After Cotton is seriously injured, Hank is unable to accept that his father is on his deathbed and Cotton himself doesn't make it any easier for him.

Notes

Stinger Quote

Cotton: You finally got me, Tojo.

Music

• Pussycat Dolls - "Don't Cha"

Arc Advancement

Characters

• Cotton dies. Before it happens, Hank tries to convey his feelings, but Cotton prevents him expressing his love while still clinging to life. It's Peggy who finally gets him to pass away when she wishes he lives forever. She then lies to Hank about Cotton admitting his feelings.

Referbacks

• Hank is fixing a new shed to replace the one Dale blew up in "Peggy's Gone to Pots".

Quotes

• Dale: Sorry again for blowing up your shed. But you knew I worked with explosives when you moved in next door. What are you gonna do? Neighbours, huh?

Hank: Well, it gives me a chance to try some new stuff. There's a lot about sheds we didn't know 20 years ago.

• Cotton: This lasagne's gone cold. Hank's wife can't do anything right.

Bobby: I think you're supposed to heat it up in the oven.

Cotton: Oven?! I pee standin' up, son.

• Bobby: But how are we gonna get there? You're not supposed to drive anymore.

Cotton: We'll see who can't drive their grandson at night without glasses or a license using a mop to press the peddles.

• Cotton: Well, what do we have here? A cookin' Tojo.

Cook: Uh, Que es Tojo?

• Doctor: Uh, it doesn't look good.

Hank: What's wrong with him?

Doctor: What, are you serious? Okay. Where to begin? He has severe burns, a broken hip and torn ligaments in what I can only call his ankle-knees or ankees. Plus he's extremely allergic to shellfish, which caused swelling and an infection in the oesophagus. Oh, not to mention the four rusty bullets previously lodged in his chest cavity. One in his heart.

Hank: He's been worse.

• Peggy: Hey, would you two mind watching him until things settle down with Cotton?

Luanne: Of course, Aunt Peggy. This will be a great way for Lucky and me to practice being parents. I will play the mother.

Peggy: Perfect.

Luanne: Hey, Bobby, you're going to come stay with us for a while.

Bobby: Why?

Luanne: Um, uh...

Lucky: I'll handle this. Bobby, there's a crazy man killing all the children in your neighbourhood. So until they catch him, you'd be in grave danger here.

• Dale: Is there anything else I can get you, sir?

Cotton: I ain't goin' yet. Gots too much to do. Tojos. Shirley Temple. Destroy sissy shack Hank's building.

Dale: I swear on the lives of my family I will try my best to see what I can do about some of those things.

• Hank: Uh, you know, uh, I guess my dad isn't, uh, isn't doing so good.

Peggy: Hank. I am both surprised and amazed by this outpour of emotion.

• Peggy: I'm so glad you're finally coming to terms with Cotton's dying. I have been prepared for years.

• Hank: God, why did I pick a fight with him when he was dying? What's wrong with me?

Peggy: Cotton loved fighting. You probably made dying fun for him.

• Luanne: I read in Jenny McCarthy's baby book that a child needs boundaries and structure.

Lucky: She made Playmate four times. She knows.

• Hank: Dad, you're alive.

Cotton: I saw the Grim Reaper and I kicked him in the stones and spit in his eye and told him I ain't goin' yet.

Hank: Well, all right, dad.

Cotton: I also saw the fitty men I killed. They're up there waiting for me and they're angry. But I also saw my shins. They looked good.

• Cotton: Hank. All this dying's got me to thinking. I mights not live forever and there's certain things I'd like done once I pass.

• Peggy: It's okay. I'm here. You can go now. Go, go into the light. The light is good. You can just let go now.

Cotton: Mister Reaper, I'd prefer it if you puts your hood back on.

• Cotton: This was supposed to happen to you. You're worthless. You're not even good enough to be married to my worthless nothing of a loser son!

Peggy: Enough! Your son has always loved you despite your constant torture. You want to die alone? Fine. You want to keep coming back and never die? That's fine, too. In fact, I hope you do go on living forever as the unhappy person you are in the Hell you have created here on earth. I hope you live forever. I really do.

Cotton: Do you now? (chuckles and then flatlines)