- Bobby Hill: There's no way you're going with me to grandpa's. This is the last year he can spoil me, and I'm not willing to share. Besides, he doesn't even know your name.
- Luanne Platter: Yes, he does. I'm Missy Melons...
- Hank Hill: Now, this is not my award-winning "The History of Propane" slide show, but it's the next best thing: my marriage to Mrs. Peggy Hill. I call it "Twenty Years of Outstanding Service."
- [first slide]
- Hank Hill: Here we see the early years, when our first home was an efficiency apartment. Although it would have been more efficient if it was heated with propane.
- Peggy Hill: The bed was our only piece of furniture, and it was all we needed.
- Hank Hill: Yep. 'Cause it converted into a couch.
- [next slide: Peggy with the newborn Bobby]
- Hank Hill: Bobby's head pretty much regained its shape, and Peggy pretty much regained her shape too. Heh-heh. Seriously, this is the day Bobby was born.
- [next slide; Peggy and Hank are at a formal event and Peggy is cleaning something off her dress]
- Hank Hill: Here's Peggy and me whooping it up at the Young Gassers' Ball.
- Khan Souphanousinphone: [frustrated] Slide show longer than damn marriage!
- [next slide: simulation of Hank and Peggy in old age; crowd giggles politely]
- Hank Hill: Is this Hank and Peggy Hill twenty years from now? I hope so, because I wouldn't want it any other way. Here's to twenty more years of outstanding service.
- Didi Hill: [holding her pregnant belly] The baby kicked my insides
- Cotton Hill: It puts on quite a show when it gets going, Didi show 'em your gas tank
- [Didi stands up and pulls down her shirt and pregnancy pants so everyone can feel the baby kicking]
- Cotton Hill: This one's busting to get out, not like Hank, never moved once while he was in there, not even born and he already gives up!
- Peggy Hill: Whatever happened to that young couple who dreamed of inventing a new steak sauce, or taking a train to Alaska?
- Hank Hill: That couple just grew up and realized that there was too much competition among existing steak sauces. We did ourselves a favor by abandoning those dreams.
- [a pregnant Didi is lighting a cigar for Cotton]
- Bobby Hill: I hope he treats the baby better than he treats you.
- Didi Hill: Oh, he will.
- [bitterly]
- Didi Hill: Until the baby *crosses* him.
- Hank Hill: C'mon, Peggy. The kids are out of the house. We've rented an R-rated movie.
- Peggy Hill: What movie did you get?
- Hank Hill: [beat; defeated] "Platoon".