- Dale Gribble: I was down at the ah... nnn... Gun Club! Playing Russian roulette.
- Nancy Hicks Gribble: Did you win?
- Dale Gribble: Not too familiar with the game, are you?
- Peggy Hill: 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.
- Hank Hill: Guess who's joining us for dinner?
- Peggy Hill: Dale and Nancy.
- Hank Hill: She already told you?
- Peggy Hill: Oh my God! Hank, I was joking.
- Dale Gribble: Boy, her can looks so sexy when she's walkin' away, it's almost a shame she's gonna turn around and come back.
- [Dale accidentally knocks out John Redcorn]
- Dale Gribble: John Redcorn?
- [stammers]
- Dale Gribble: I thought it was a burglar! Damn my catlike reflexes. Sh-sh-sha!
- Nancy Hicks Gribble: Enough with the sh-sh-sha, shug!
- [John Redcorn enters the Gribbles' home through a window; Nancy notices but Dale is still half-asleep]
- Dale Gribble: Where are my cigarettes?
- Nancy Hicks Gribble: I think you left them in the shower caddy.
- [Dale gets up to go to the shower, completely ignoring Redcorn]
- John Redcorn: What was he doing in your bed?
- Nancy Hicks Gribble: I'm sorry...
- John Redcorn: [tearing up] Do you love him?