King of the Hill/Phish and Wildlife

Phish and Wildlife
Season 8, Episode 12
Airdate	February 22, 2004
Production Number	8ABE10
Written by	Greg Cohen
Directed by	Matt Engstrom
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King of the Hill — Season Eight

Phish and Wildlife is the twelfth episode of the eighth season of King of the Hill, and the one hundred sixty-first episode overall.

Starring: Mike Judge (Hank Hill, Boomhauer), Kathy Najimy (Peggy Hill), Pamela S. Adlon (Bobby Hill, Dora Shelwyn), Brittany Murphy (credit only), Johnny Hardwick (Dale Gribble), Stephen Root (Bill Dauterive, Salad Bar guy)

Special Guest Voice: Melissa Etheridge (Singing Hippie, Topaz)

Special Guest Voice: Jamie Kennedy (Fudgie, Police Chief)

Special Guest Voice: Fred Willard (Ranger Bradley, Reclining Hippie)

Also Starring: Dave (Gruber) Allen (Appleseed), Anna Faris (Stoned Hippie, Teen Girl Hippie), Ashley Gardner (Nancy Gribble, Older Woman), David Herman (Movie Cop, Frisbee Hippie, Angry Hippie, Vibeswatcher)

Plot Overview

In order to teach Bobby self-reliance, Hank takes him camping with he and the other guys. Unfortunately, the site is soon overrun with hippies.

Meanwhile, Peggy gets carried away with a to-do list.

Notes

Stinger Quote

Dora Shelwyn: (squawks) I love Dora Shelwyn!

Trivia

Allusions and References

• The fish in the title is spelled the same as the band Phish, a band formed in the 1980s and is known for their psychedelic music. Bill later mentions them when mentions they're playing a concert in Dallas and he and the hippies are going there to live in the parking lot.

Quotes

• Hank: And I figure if we make this an "eat only what you catch" trip, Bobby will be forced to learn some self-reliance.

Dale: That's a great idea. Once you learn how to light a cigarette with two rocks, you feel invincible.

• Bill: Yeah, I use my survival training every day. Yep, being alone in the woods prepared me for being alone, well... everywhere else.

• Hank: Just remember: to catch a fish, you have to think like a fish.

Bobby: Hmm, I'm wet and I don't even know it.

• Hank: Go away! And put on some clothes!

Appleseed: Hey, this isn't Kinko's, man.

• Hank: Dang it, if I have to pull one more hook out of Bill...

• Peggy: I made a salad last night that people are still talking about. I mean, look at us, we're talking about it!

• Dale: Good-bye, gentlemen, and good riddance. I'm one chorus of "Truckin'" away from snapping.

Boomhauer: Yeah, man, like that dang ol' mandolin, man, ain't never sounded so bad. Like a dang ol' Bill Monroe spinning his dang ol' grave, man.

Hank: What? You guys can't get up and leave now. What kind of lesson is that for Bobby?

Dale: A good one! He can learn from our bad example.

• Bobby: I'm sure whoever took them will bring them right back.

Hank: Thieves don't return stolen items.

Bobby: It's just a thing, dad. They didn't steal something important, like a smile, right?

Hank: Bobby, that's just hippie talk, and all the hippie talk in the world isn't going to get our stuff back. We have to actually do something about it.

• Bill: Hey, Hank. My new name is Energy Turtle. I've found myself.

Hank: Bill, fun's over. Wash that mud off now and help me find my fishing rods.

Bill: Oh, Hank. I bet you searched for them everywhere... except your heart.

• Angry Hippie: Hey, why'd you come to a Gathering if you didn't want to share?

Hank: I didn't come to the Gathering! The Gathering came to me!

Angry Hippie: Oh, yeah? Well, I'll come to you and... gather your... your face!

Vibeswatcher: All right. Negative vibes. Negative vibes. This Circle will resume discussion after a round of jumping jacks.

Hank: Oh, God! Don't ruin jumping jacks.

• Hank: My sleeping bag! Your nudity!

• Bobby: Dad, I'm sorry I ruined the trip. It was all my fault.

Hank: Yes. Yes, it was. But, uh, you just took responsibility and admitted it. That's the first step towards self-reliance.

• Bobby: But, dad, if we just give up, the hippies might keep coming back forever.

Hank: They are like locusts.

• Bobby: Well, maybe it's like what you said: if you want to catch a fish, you have to think like a fish. We just have to think like hippies.

Hank: That is impossible.

Bobby: Come on, dad. Just try. Okay, I'm a hippie. I'm naked, because I smoked all my clothes.

Hank: Uh, yeah. Yeah. And I don't like to work.

Bobby: Right. I like everything handed to me. I'm just like a kid!

Hank: Right! An overgrown kid who can't take care of himself.

• Ranger Bradley: (draining the port-a-johns) Figures this is the one place they're not burning incense. Stay in school, son.

• Hank: You know, Ranger Bradley, the First Amendment guarantees the hippies the right to be here. But as Bobby was pointing out, does it guarantee them the right to these park services?

Bobby: Yeah, the ranger station shouldn't have to deal with this.

Ranger Bradley: You're telling me. Did you know that hippies are the number-one source of airborne and riverborne pollution? Right in front of Dow Chemical and Mexican trucks.

Hank: Uh, I'm not sure about that, but, uh, these hippies have got to go. What would you say to Bobby and me taking care of them ourselves?

Ranger Bradley: Great! How many fire hoses do you need? I've got some pepper spray that could take down a bear.

Hank: Uh, uh-huh. Or maybe we could just cut off some of the park's services.

Ranger Bradley: Well, that doesn't sound quite as interesting, but you're on your own.

• Ranger Bradley: (waving out hippies) Go to hell! Good riddance! Hey, hug this!