All language subtitles for King of the Hill s04e21 Nancy Boys.eng

[THEME MUSIC]

Oh, sweet Lord!

Hello? Hank Hill, Strickland Propane.

Unannounced service check.

We've got a storage tank situation
that requires immediate attention.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Someone here?

[GASPING]

Mr. Winston,
we've got a problem here.

When you replaced your regulator,
you didn't replace the copper pigtail,

- and now you've--
- Thank God!

Thank you, Hank.
You saved my life.

A leaky pigtail's really more of a
waste issue than a safety issue.

I've been trapped in that dang freezer
since 2:00 in the morning.

I dropped a jar of Ragu, and the door
slammed shut while I was mopping it up.

- If it weren't for you, I'd be dead.
- Really?

I saved a life.
How do you like that?

I like it a lot, Hank.
Why don't you come back this weekend?

I'll give you dinner for two on the house.

What am I saying? You saved my life.
Dinner for four.

HANK:
And then I opened the freezer door

and damned if I didn't find
a guy in a tuxedo.

Hank, you could have been killed.

Now, promise me you will never
do something like that again.

Hold on. To thank me
for saving his life,

he's given me free dinner for four,

- including drinks but not tip.
- So, who should we invite?

I figured since it was for four people,

I'd take Dale, Bill, and Boomhauer.

You can't go with the guys!

That's Amore is the most romantic
restaurant in all of Heimlich County.

You will take me,

and we will invite
another couple to join us.

How about me and Connie?

We were just saying we don't
go out enough with other couples.

You and Connie?
What on earth would we talk about?

Well, the upshot is the man's not dead,

and I've got a free dinner for four
at That's Amore.

- DALE: All right!
- BOOMHAUER: Way to go, Hank!

We get to share a meal
at the most romantic restaurant in town.

Sorry, Peggy wants it
to be a couples date.

You know, with another couple.

[ALL SIGH SADLY]

Wait a minute. I have a wife.
We're a couple.

[SINGING]
? I get a free meal! ?

[LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY]

- NANCY: Who is it?
- DALE: Dale Gribble.

NANCY:
Oh, shoot.

Come in.

Sorry to interrupt your healing session...

Hey, John Redcorn.

...but Hank and Peggy
invited us to dinner Saturday night.

But Saturday is
one of my John Redcorn nights.

Sorry, sug'.

- But, Nancy, maybe you should go.
- What?

No! I have an appointment with you.

For my... migraines.

Yes, I know. It's just...

I've healed you three to five
nights a week for many years.

- I could really use a night off.
- I don't understand.

Did I do something
to upset you... as a patient?

No, of course not.

I love treating you... for migraines.

- Then what is it?
- It's nothing.

- It's not nothing.
- It's just...

Damn it! Can't I take a night off?

Do whatever you want. I don't care.

Great! I'll tell them we're on.

- Guess who's joining us for dinner?
- Dale and Nancy.

- She already told you?
- Oh, my God!

- Hank, I was joking.
- I didn't mean to invite him.

I wouldn't have even brought it up

if I remembered for a second
that he was married.

They're not even a real couple.

Did you know she only sleeps with him
on his birthday and Christmas?

That's why she gets so depressed
around the holidays.

[LIGHT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

Peggy.

Madam Gribble.

Would you excuse me?

Boy!

Her can looks so sexy
when she's walking away,

it's almost a shame
she's gonna turn around and come back.

[PEGGY COUGHING AND CHOKING]

JOHN:
Hello, this is John Redcorn.

If you're calling about the car,
it's already been sold.

Otherwise, please leave a message.

John Redcorn, it's me.

NANCY: I guess you're
out enjoying your night off.

I miss you. I'll call you tomorrow.

DALE:
Hey there, beautiful.

What are you drinking? Red wine?

- Yep, red wine.
- Take a hike.

- The lady doesn't want to be bothered.
- It's okay. I know him.

I have never seen this woman before
in my life...

except in my dreams.

[JAZZY ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[INHALING DEEPLY]

- You smell good.
- Thank you.

[INHALING]

I like your tie.

Found it on the ground.

Haven't worn it since I was
inaugurated president of the gun club.

I didn't know you were president.
Congratulations.

And congratulations to you
on your 79% accuracy rate

in predicting last month's weather.

You watch Channel 84 Action News
with Miguel Hernandez?

I sort of have a crush
on the weather gal.

I forgot you have brown eyes.

They're so cute and close together.

Look at those two.

They're so happy it almost makes you
forget their last 14 years.

[EXCLAIMS AFFIRMATIVELY]

- Romance has a new address.
- Yep.

This place sure is special.

Hank, would you like to dance?

No, thanks. I'm on my feet all day.

[JAZZY ROMANTIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DINERS EXCLAIM SOFTLY]

Self-taught.

- I had a nice time tonight, sug'.
- Yeah. Me, too.

Well, good night.

NANCY:
Dale.

[SEDUCTIVE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

[DALE EXCLAIMS]

[SIGHS CONTENTEDLY]

Okay. Let's get started.

[YAWNING]

[INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Oh, my God!

Boy, if they gave an Olympic medal
in sexual gymnastics,

I would have taken home
the silver last night.

[LAUGHING SMUGLY]

Yeah.

If you say so. I was pretty drunk.

DALE: I'd forgotten
how comfortable your mattress is.

What is it? Sealy? Simmons? Serta?
Spring Air? Stearns & Foster?

I don't know.

Simmons, I bet.

Well, gotta go empty some glue traps
over at the preschool...

but I'll be thinking of you.

[DOOR CLOSING]

[SOMBER INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Morning, Nancy.
You're up early, and so am I.

Morning.

- Is something wrong?
- [SOBBING] I slept with Dale.

Oh, my God! We forgot his birthday.

What if John Redcorn finds out?

Fourteen years we've been together,

and I throw it all away
for one night of reckless passion.

Nancy, you know my position
on monogamy.

I am in favor of it.

This is your chance
to give up the excitement of an affair

and have a normal life
with your husband.

I'm sorry, sug'. Maybe monogamy works
for you and Hank,

but it does not work
for me and Dale and John Redcorn.

Hey, baby. Daddy's home.
You miss me?

John Redcorn's coming over tonight.
When are you leaving for the gun club?

Your headache's back?
But you felt fine when I left.

Wait a minute.

Every time I leave,
you call John Redcorn.

I know what's going on here.

Your headaches
are a desperate bid for my attentions.

DALE:
But what do I do?

I pawn you off on
some Indian healer

so I can have my Dale time
at the gun club.

DALE:
Or breeding show-turtles.

DALE: Or on the Internet,
investigating unexplained phenomenona.

God, I am so selfish!

[NANCY EXCLAIMS]

Stop blaming yourself, sug'.

In some ways this is my fault, too.

- I don't deserve you.
- Of course you do.

You are a sensitive, trusting,
sweet, trusting man,

and I don't deserve you.

Are you sure you're not an alien?

'Cause you just abducted my heart.

[ROMANTIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Someone just had sex with his wife.

Dang, man!
I tell you, old Hank, man,

you go grab a little
afternoon like that, man.

- What? I didn't do--
- Me! It was me!

You and Nancy? Are you sure?

I thought you were withholding intimacy
to preserve your life force.

I was.

But then Hank had to go
dragging me and the old lady

to some Italian romanceria.

Next thing you know,
we're on our second honeymoon,

only this time, no cruise ship,
and I only vomited once.

DALE: I think I've finally gotten
to the point

where I actually love her
more than my mother.

[SIGHS SADLY]

JOHN:
Hello. This is John Redcorn.

If you're calling about the car, it's--

- JOHN: Hello?
- NANCY: Hello?

JOHN:
Yeah, hold on.

- Sorry.
- I have to cancel tonight's session.

What?

- I have a headache.
- So? Just take an aspirin.

Here's the thing:
I can't see you anymore.

Nancy, please.

I'm sorry, John Redcorn.

[SERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

NANCY:
There you are, sug'.

Who let you out of the house?

[BOTH GROANING]

[HANK CLEARS THROAT]

Peggy and I sure did have
a good time last night.

Yeah. Dale and I had
a good time last night, too.

[BOTH GIGGLING]

[GIGGLING FOOLISHLY]

The four of us
should get together again soon.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[BOTH EXCLAIMING GLEEFULLY]

[GROANING]

DALE: Hank, why are you skating
backwards?

[LAUGHING PLAYFULLY]

If I wanted to, I could.

I just think there are better things
the four of us could be doing together.

Are you suggesting we swing?

I'm sorry.
I don't share my Nancy with anyone.

I was not suggesting that at all.

You can't go back on it now.

It's already out there.

Nancy, I am so glad
you finally took my advice

- and decided to love Dale.
- And you know what?

I don't even mind doing the right thing
when it's this much fun.

[EXCLAIMS GLEEFULLY]

Love train!

[MIMICKING TRAIN HORN BLOWING]

[POPULAR '70S POP SONG PLAYING]

[ROMANTIC INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

[WINDOW OPENING]

[GASPS IN SHOCK]

What the hell?

[GROANS]

Where are my smokes?

I think they're in the shower caddy.

[DALE GROANS]

[DOOR CLOSING]

What was he doing in your bed?

- Tell me he had a nightmare.
- I didn't mean to hurt you.

- You have to believe me.
- Do you love him?

I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

[SCREAMS IN HORROR]

DALE:
John Redcorn?

I didn't...

I mean, I thought it was a burglar.

What was he doing in our bedroom
in the middle of the night?

He was dropping off
an insurance-claim form.

Damn my cat-like reflexes!

[EXCLAIMING EXCITEDLY]

Stop with the...

[GROANING]

Everything's gonna be okay.

I'm here for you. So is Dale.

DALE:
God, please don't sue!

NANCY: John Redcorn, come back.
I'm sorry!

You didn't do anything wrong.
I'm the one who kabonked him.

HANK:
Hey, look.

We're brushing our teeth together.

You think we should invite
Dale and Nancy to join us?

Wouldn't that be fun?

Obviously not,
but I think that was your point.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm glad their marriage
has stopped crumbling,

but when are these couples dates
gonna end?

You know Dale thought
we wanted to swing?

Swing? Absolutely not.

You get Nancy and
I end up with Dale?

Who's the clear winner there? Dale!

It's just, seeing you like that,

passed out on the floor, so vulnerable,

like a sexy wounded bear...

We've been through too much together
to end it like this.

NANCY:
I want you back.

I'm 36 years old.
I don't need this crap.

- Was that John Redcorn?
- [SOBBING] No.

- Yes.
- How's he doing?

I don't know. He hung up on me.

Maybe I should go over to his trailer
and apologize.

No! I think maybe the best thing for you,
for both of us,

is to just let it go.

Promise me, Dale.

Promise you'll let it go.

All he ever did
was make your head feel better,

and I go and make his head feel worse.
It's almost ironic.

Hey, John Redcorn.
I came to apologize for beating you up.

You didn't beat me up.
You snuck up behind me with a lamp.

Okay, I know
you're mad at me right now

and probably a little scared,

and I feel horrible.

Now, what do you say?
Let's smoke them peace pipe?

- Goodbye, Dale.
- Come on.

How about you hit me on the head
and we call it even?

This'll work.

[DALE EXCLAIMING]

Hitting you won't change anything.

I'll still be living in a trailer,
no wife, no land.

Over half of Arlen
used to belong to my people.

You come from money?

Ten years ago I filed a lawsuit
against the Bureau of Indian Affairs,

but to this day, they refuse
to return the land that's rightfully ours.

- Have you tried using FOIA?
- What?

Enacted in 1966,

the Freedom of Information Act,
or FOIA

gives any citizen
the right to request access

to federal agency records
or information.

It's what I used when
I took on the IRS

for disallowing my status
as a tax-exempt church.

Would you mind?

Bringing down the federal government?

Not at all.

- Can I?
- No.

- Please?
- No.

- Come on.
- If it'll shut you up.

NANCY:
Dale, dinner.

- Have you sugs seen Dale?
- I can't see anything!

I hope he's not dead,

or we'd have to cancel
our couples date at the lake.

HANK:
Damn.

Where have you been?
I've been worried.

Well, not worried, lonely.

I was at the gun club...

playing Russian roulette.

Did you win?

You're not really familiar
with the game, are you?

- No.
- Yeah, I won.

Fifth-ally, we don't live
in Communist China

and our Indians have rights which are...

[GROANING IN PAIN]

You're pushing yourself too hard.
You must relax.

[SIGHS WEARILY]

Oh, yeah.

Dale, you are a good man.

All this effort on behalf of my struggle,

and you're not even a Native American.

Isn't it time we put
aside our differences?

On behalf of the white man,
I would like to formally apologize

for everything my people
have done to your people.

And I would like to apologize
for everything I've done to you...

[PEACEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

...and your people.

NANCY:
Dale said he'd meet me here

after de-roaching
the Christian Science reading room.

I feel like such a fool.

She feels like a fool?

I might as well be paddling
a giant jackass around the lake.

Well, he's not coming.
And you wonder why I need two men?

- One is always letting me down.
- Yeah. Okay, then.

HANK:
That's it. We're going in.

Nancy, going back to having Dale
and John Redcorn is not the answer.

PEGGY: There's an expression that
I once heard.

It goes something like:
"Two's company, three's a crowd."

Well, I've heard another expression:

"The heart wants what it wants."
Woody Allen.

PEGGY:
Nancy, wait!

He married his daughter!

And done.

All it needs is your John Hancock,
John Redcorn.

Thank you again, Dale.
The pizza, it's on me.

[GASPS IN SHOCK]

I made a mistake.
I had it all, and I threw half of it away.

- NANCY: All I want is it all again.
- JOHN: Nancy, no.

- DALE: Nancy?
- NANCY: Oh, my God, Dale!

What are you doing here?

Dang Christian Scientists
gave me a headache.

Then they wouldn't give me an aspirin,
just a magazine,

so I thought Redcorn could help.

A similar question would be:
What are you doing here?

I have a headache, too.
A big migraine just snuck up on me.

[GROANING]
It hurts.

Your headaches are back?
But I thought...

[EXCLAIMS IN ANNOYANCE]

The swan boats. I completely forgot.

Now you got a migraine
and it's all my fault.

- I hope you're happy.
- No.

Okay, Nancy, here's the deal.

I know I promised
I wouldn't come here,

but 15 years of
patient-healer relations

and I shatter it
like so much lamp on scalp.

I can't fix that lamp.

I tried, and I got a really bad shock.

But maybe I can put you two
back together.

- You came here for me?
- For both of you.

What do you say, John Redcorn?

Will you heal my wife, please?

[SENTIMENTAL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

No.

- I'm sorry, but no.
- You bastard!

After all the help I've given you?

Dale, you've become a true friend,
which is why it would be

unprofessional of me
to continue seeing your wife.

I understand.

Wait. I guess I could treat you.

I may not be a licensed
New Age healer,

but I think I've walked in on you guys
often enough

to know what goes on in there.

Dale, the power to heal
dwells not in the head or the hands,

but in the heart.

You are a good man,
and you love Nancy very much.

And perhaps love is
the strongest medicine of all.

I'm sorry. It's just...

- Goodbye, Nancy.
- Goodbye, John Redcorn.

[LAUGHING CYNICALLY]

I was getting a weird vibe in there.
You think he's gay?

[ROCK SONG PLAYING]

This is good.

This is dynamite.

DALE:
Love train!

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