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Transnational Amusements Presents: Peggy's Magic Sex Feet
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Season 4, Episode 23
Airdate May 14, 2000
Production Number 4ABE21
Written by Jonathan Collier
Directed by Cyndi Tang-Loveland
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Transnational Amusements Presents: Peggy's Magic Sex Feet is the twenty-third episode of the fourth season of King of the Hill, and the eighty-third episode overall.

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

and Toby Huss (Shoe Counter Attendant)

Also Starring: Ashley Gardner (Nancy Gribble), David Herman (Doctor)

Special Guest Voice: Sydney Pollack (Grant Trimble)

Special Guest Voice: Joanna Gleason (Maddy Platter, Woman)

Contents

Plot Overview

Horrified that her feet are continuing to grow, Peggy finds a doctor who empowers her by filming her feet for the Internet.

Notes

Stinger Quote

Bobby: Who? Who in the media tricked you?

Seen, But Not Heard

Arc Advancement

Happenings

Characters

  • Peggy earns some degree of acceptance of the size of her feet.

Referbacks

Trivia

The Show

Behind the Scenes

Allusions and References

Memorable Moments

Goofs

  • Bobby has a bowl of popcorn and sits it on the couch. When he leaves, the bowl has disappeared.

Quotes

  • Peggy: I'm not much of a bowler.
Dale: This shirt would beg to differ. Look at yours, Hank: "Flamer", for the propane man. I guess I could have gone with "Propane Man".
Hank: No. No, "Flamer" is cooler.
Nancy: (to Peggy) Look at yours, sug. It says "Spare Peg".
Dale: I started with "square peg" and then I gave it a twist. And then Nancy said "spare" was a bowling term, so it works on both levels.
  • Hank: Come on, Peggy. The Gribbles are going to think you don't like them.
Dale: He's right, Peggy. What do you have against my wife?
  • Peggy: I'm looking for something in a woman's size 16 bowling shoe that says "8" on the back.
Salesman: No, I think you're looking for a size 16 and a half that says "8" on the back.
Peggy: 16 and a half? No. No, no! I have been a size 16 since I was just a little girl.
Salesman: Oh, it's actually quite common for a woman's feet to keep growing as she gets older.
Peggy: They're getting bigger? Oh, God!
Salesman: Yep, at this rate I'd say you've got a shot at the big 2-0.
  • Woman: It's okay. It really is.
Peggy: Oh, please! Spare me your psychobabble!
  • Grant Trimble: Please, Peggy. You have an exceptional gift. Wouldn't it be wrong of you not to share it with the world?
Peggy: I can see how it might be, yes.
  • Peggy: Well, I was discovered in a parking lot, just like Lana Turner. And now I'm going to star in an educational video, which Lana Turner was never asked to do.
Hank: Well, that's great! I'll get to see my wife in a movie!
Peggy: Actually, it's not really me in the film. It's mainly my feet.
Hank: Well, everyone has to start somewhere. What's it about?
Peggy: It is an empowerment video for people in the foot community. Oh. The director, who is a genius, filmed me getting a foot massage and soaking my feet in butter, stimulating my soles with a ping-pong paddle. Hank, he may even distribute it on the Internet!
Hank: The Internet? Well, tell me, does a big movie star like you still like her steaks medium rare?
  • Dale: Hank, welcome to peggysfeet.com.
Hank: Wait a minute. Is that a pornographic website?
Bill: It's not a pornographic website; it's a fetish website.
  • Bill: Peggy's been a bad, bad girl.
  • Peggy: And so I have finally taken my own advice to combine my love of education with my interest in edutainment.
Bobby: But why are they only making videos of your feet?
Peggy: Very good question. You may not have noticed because I wear bold eyeglasses to draw the attention to my head, but your mother has exceptionally long and handsome feet.
Bobby: Oh.
Peggy: And up until now, I had been tricked by the media into thinking that they were unattractive.
Bobby: Who? Who in the media tricked you?
Peggy: Bobby, I don't know their names. It's more of a conspiracy.
  • Hank: You, sir, are nothing but a low-rent smut hound and you're gonna delete my wife's feet from your Internet before she finds out what you've done with them!
Grant Trimble: What I've done with them? I've made them stars!
Hank: You made them wade through pork and beans!
Grant Trimble: This isn't about individual artistic decisions; it's about something bigger than you or me or any of us. It's about a world wired together, a future where at the click of a mouse, a dream can start in Arlen and end on a computer in Johannesburg. The generations join united under the banner of a single ideal: women's big beautiful feet! It's about an end to strife and misunderstanding. One world, one dream, one peace!
Hank: (sighs) You leave me with no choice. I'm going to have to kick your ass.
Grant Trimble: Hold on. Let me turn on the camera.
  • Peggy: I have it on good authority - my own - that you have been exploiting my feet for unseemly purposes.
  • Bobby: But you said the movies were just for women.
Peggy: Well, honey, ultimately, they are, but first, we must reach the men. All right, how can I put this so you'll understand? Hmm. Bobby, some men like ladies' bottoms and other men like ladies' bosoms and a small, small number - too few - love ladies' big feet. Now, mommy is trying to increase that number and thus help women everywhere.
Bobby: How does this help the women with the big boobies?
Peggy: They don't need any more help.
  • Peggy: Hank, I am going to my book club. We are reading The Hunt for Red October which, luckily, I read 12 years ago. That's why you haven't seen me reading it recently, okay? I will be at Beck Banky's house. She does not have a phone or a cell phone or a telegraph.
Hank: Okay, then.
  • Grant Trimble: Look, I've been around this business for long enough to know what works. No one wants pretty. They want spinach, eggs, and corned-beef hash. For some reason they don't like them together. Go figure.
  • Hank: Look, I'll never love your feet as much as they do, but the way I look at it, well, you're like a fully loaded truck. The big tyres are part of the package. You pay extra to get those really big tyres.
(Peggy cries)
Hank: Now, why are you crying? You know how much I want a new truck.
  • Peggy: You don't understand, Bobby. I actually let myself believe that these were beautiful. Can you imagine? Peggy Hill that stupid.
Bobby: I can imagine, mom. I'm fat.
Peggy: Oh, no. No, honey, you're husky. It says so on your jeans.
Bobby: Mom, I'm fat. But big deal. I don't feel bad about it, you never made me feel bad about it. And just because there's some people in the world who want me to feel bad about it doesn't mean I have to. So Bobby Hill's fat. Heh! He's also funny, he's nice, he's got a lot of friends, a girlfriend. And if you don't mind, I think I'll go outside right now and squirt her with water. What are you going to do?
  • Peggy: (into microphone) My name is Peggy Hill and I will take a size sixteen and a half!
Shoe Counter Attendant: We don't need to know your name. We just need your shoes.