All language subtitles for King of the Hill s03e13 De-Kahnstructing Henry.eng

[Theme song]

[Slurping]

Yes, I do know the temperature.

Outside temperature is 98.6.

My body temperature is 63 degrees.

[Laughs]

Wait a minute.

[Kahn laughing]

Out of way of working man.
I try to get home.

Kahn, even old lady Mat low
can drive down the alley...

without asking anyone to move.
What's that say about you?

I leave for work when you sleeping.
I come home when you drinking.

-What that say about you?
-So the man likes to drink. So what?

It say you not get promotion.
Same old job for you.

Great new project for Kahn.
Come with company car.

Inflatable side curtains,
almost make you want to crash.

I don't need a promotion.

As Assistant Manager
of Strickland Propane...

I'm already at the top.

Yeah, okay.

I leave you to think about that one.

[Tires screeching]

[Dale laughs]

Game, set, and match, Hank Hill.

-Heineken or Beck?
-Beck.

-Dark or light?
-Dark.

-Beck Dark.
-Shoot, I gamble and lose.

Just have Heineken and Beck Light.

No dark beer for new Assistant Manager
of coordinated project systems?

Oh!

Kahn, it is finally yours!

Do you remember your last promotion?
We had pa son pate all night long.

-Make love to me.
-No!

[Kahn guffawing]

Oh.

[Kahn moans]

KAHN: Boy! Howdy!

[Dinging]

Where's redneck?

[Dinging]

So, Kahn, you need some propane?

Haven't they replaced you
with a coin-operated machine yet?

Just give me your tank.

I need it filled to the top this time.
No more screwing me.

I have big party tomorrow
to celebrate my promotion.

-I new Systems Manager.
-Systems Manager?

Hell, I like the sound of that.
Debbie, that's your new title.

No! She not in systems.
You disrespect important job.

I can't imagine anything
more important than what Debbie does.

What kind of systems do you manage?
Like, a phone system?

I can't tell you. We have big Army contract.

So, Kahn, these phones that you answer,
do they sit on a big fancy desk?

Like, in a lobby, say?

Hank, you come to work with me.
You see. It'll humble you.

No, I don't think so, Kahn.

You see, we have phones
right here in the office.

I give you tour.
Maybe we give you big propane contract.

So you're looking for a propane contractor?

We at Strickland Propane believe that--

Yeah. We be big client.
You sure you can handle this by yourself?

Maybe I need more senior redneck.

No... You got me there, Kahn.

We at Strickland Propane believe--

HANK: So, if you could tell me a little bit
about the company's propane needs...

-then I could--
-It's all mine, Hank. Private office.

You've got such a bug in your bonnet
about phones? Check this out.

I call France on this phone
whenever I want!

France, Europe, Huckleberry!

No window?

[Snickers]

For security.

Look at this computer.
Fastest processors in the world.

You gotta do your own typing?

Okay. You come with me.

You tell anyone about any of this stuff,
they will hunt you down.

[Suspenseful instrumental music]

You don't have the clearance.
Nobody trust you like they trust me.

[Solemn instrumental music]

Now, prepare your brain for razzle-dazzle!

I don't have to play golf with you
to sell you...

because propane hits a hole-in-one
every time.

[Kahn grunts]

KAHN: Whoa, Nellie!

[Exclaims]

Company created
most resilient ceramic composite ever.

Army want to use it on all new tanks.

We put it on this golf club. Bango!

Ball go 400 yards every time!

You try. Go ahead, take a swing.

[Dramatic instrumental music]

Oh!

-Impressive?
-Yeah.

You impressed with Kahn's great job.

Huh?

-No, I'm not.
-Too late. You say it.

You impressed. I win.

[Hank grunts]

Now, get off my company's property!

If this is your way of negotiating,
it's working.

Now, I'm prepared to offer you
a 5% discount per gallon--

KAHN: No one want your dinosaur gas.

This whole place run on underground
fuel cells that safer and more efficient.

-You mean, this whole time--
-Yeah, I yank you all afternoon.

[Tense instrumental music]

[Kahn laughing]

You know, this can never
get back to Kahn...

but after swinging that club,
I literally felt like dancing.

You know, in Japan
a round of golf costs $12,000.

You play from rooftop to rooftop.
The balls are made out of rice somehow.

And when you're all done,
you gotta go home and sleep in a tube.

You know, I work in the military,
and I have never even heard of that club.

You ever have any regrets
that you didn't go into systems?

If I couldn't sell propane...

like, if I hit my head and went dumb
and just couldn't be trusted with it...

then, yeah, I might consider
going into systems.

MAJOR: The wind was against you
in the back nine, General.

-No one could drive through that.
-You did.

If you're gonna suck up,
make some sense of it, man.

General, you should try that new club...

with the special ceramic you're developing
with the Composite Company.

400 yards every drive. That's what I hear.

Didn't you all know about the club?

Maybe I shouldn't have said nothing.

We're gonna use that stuff on our tanks.

Private Taylor is gay.

[Speaking French]

-Kahn, we're terminating your contract.
-This a business call. I swear.

- I pay for it. Just bill me.
-Kahn, you broke your security agreement.

Vacate the building
within four minutes. Please.

I didn't say anything to anybody.

Dang!

Say, look, it's a taxi.

DALE: Company car trouble, Kahn?

Hank Hill, you sell me out.

You blab secrets everywhere
and I get fired.

I didn't... Dale, are you posting
our conversations on the Internet again?

Conversations, no.

Actions, whereabouts,
your mowing schedule, no comment.

See, Kahn, nobody told anybody anything.

I was having a casual conversation
with the General.

I didn't know we were on the record.

Hank, I confide in you,
and you go tell your dog?

They were your secrets for you to keep.

Now, I'm sorry you were fired,
but it was your own fault.

You sorry for Kahn? Kahn sitting pretty.

I got severance package
bigger than a year of...

your salary.

[Dale snickering]

Joke's on him.
I don't even make a living wage.

[Gentle instrumental music]

HANK: Over here.

[Grunts in wonder]

Peggy. did you hear? Kahn lost his job.

[Hank chuckles]

Boy, it's just awful.

Systems is like that. It's a crazy business.

-Why did you do it, Hank?
-Do what?

Good Lord, Hank. Everybody knows
you can't tell Bill anything.

Don't try to make me into the bad guy.

Kahn's the bad guy. He leaked government
secrets. He's lucky they didn't shoot him.

You know who's responsible
for gossip? Gossipers.

You are nothing but a Chatty Cathy, Hank.

A giant, 200-pound Chatty Cathy.

Hi. I heard Kahn lost his job...

and that reminded me
I still hadn't returned your bowl.

MINH: Thank you for dropping by,
Peggy Hill. But we gonna be just fine.

Something like this only make us
appreciate how many things we have.

How many, many things.
Just look around you.

Take your time for, Peggy Hill.
Savor, like you in museum.

Well, very, very nice. Bread maker.

Food processor.

A ceramic panda. What do you know?

When you need a shoulder to cry on,
I am just across the yard.

As Doyle Harcavy says,
"Shoulders make the best tissues.�

[Sighs]

PANDA RADIO:
...with the marine forecast a small...

I fill out form. I unemployed.
Where my check?

I'm sorry, sir. Your past employer
apparently has filed an objection.

Let's see here.

Under "Reason for dismissal,"
they checked "Other"...

and then wrote in "Treason.�

-Where my check?
-I'm sorry.

Next.

[Kahn growls]

[Bell ringing]

Shackelford, Rusty.

-Here you go, Mr. Shackelford.
-Thank you.

All right, Kahn, you know, you almost
look good enough to sell propane.

-You got a job interview already?
-You need interview.

I got job. Good job!
In reprographic imaging industry.

[Machine whirring]

Man, I'm having a concert this Sunday.

Could I put up one of my posters
in your window?

Get out before
I three-hole punch your face!

DALE: Help, I'm stuck! Mayday!

Well, how the mighty have fallen!

Any who, this is what I'm trying to do:

Combine my logo with a personal message.

Do you know how to work Paintbrush?

Wait! First, I need you to swear
that what you see here goes no further...

given your history of blabbing about every
top-secret thing that comes your way.

[Kahn moans]

I can't help you.
I can't help any of you stupid people.

[Imitating customers]
"How does this machine work?"

"How do I print? How do I save?"

A Control+S, you morons!
It's always Control+S!

All right, that's three strikes, Kahn.
You're fired.

-Three? That's only two!
-I heard what you said to Mr. Mangione.

You heard.

See, the man can't keep a job.
It's his personality. Not me.

Does this mean Connie's broke, too?

They have all got nothing, Bobby.
Connie, too. Nothing.

That's why I've asked Minh
to teach Laotian to Bobby.

It's a way to give them money
without humiliating them so terribly.

I suppose we could throw
a couple of bucks his way.

And, I mean two bucks.

Bobby, there are only four tone-markers
in the Laotian language.

Four. That's not so bad.

And 42 consonants,
and 35 vowel and vowel clusters.

Bobby, pretty soon we'll have
a secret language we can speak in school.

No, Connie, I teach him southern dialect.

[Whispering] He not the same class.

[Pop instrumental music]

KAHN: Hey, Flabbermouth!
You break it, you buy it.

[People chattering]

Peggy Hill! So glad you came.

Let me show you what designer clothes
look like. Maybe you interested.

I love this ceramic panda marine radio.

-How much?
-It's too much for you.

No price is too high. Just name it.

-$700.
-Sold.

-I mean, $800.
-Sold!

No, I take this off the market.
Delicate equipment not for redneck.

Kahn, you sell him that stupid panda.

-We need the money.
-No!

Yes! You sabotage our sale.

-Gribble, make a check out to me.
-With pleasure.

And your name is...

[Kahn grunting angrily]

[Ceramic shattering]

Now nobody buy it. Happy?

Everyone, get off my lawn. Off!

And stay off, or I turn hose on you!

[People murmuring]

-Minh, where my hose?
-It went quickly.

[Kahn groans]

The man attacked his own garage sale.
He's gone insane.

You have to understand.

Kahn is well aware
that he has been reduced...

to the status of a cafeteria worker.

And you, my dear,
you put that hairnet on his head.

Peggy. is it my fault
he makes people hate him?

I don't whisper in his ear every morning,
"Be a jerk."

That comes from within.

Dad, can I have 15 ngeun bak-gow...

for my Laotian lesson?

Ngeun bak-gow better not mean "dollar.�

[Hank sighs]

That's it.

[Minh sobbing]

Hello, Minh. Where's Kahn?

Go shout through bathroom door.
He locked himself in.

Nothing wrong with that.
You're supposed to lock the door.

It helps avoid embarrassing mishaps.

He not talking to me.

Excuse me, things right now...

[Minh sniffles]

You know...
This not the first time Kahn fired.

Orange County, Portland, Mississippi,
for God's sake!

The severance that Kahn told me about--

There is no severance. Hear me?

Kahn leaked secrets, broke the contract.
We get nothing.

We live from paycheck to paycheck,
and now we broker than a stone.

Listen, Peggy and I
have just been marveling...

at Bobby's progress with Laotian.

I thought I'd pay for 10 lessons up-front.

Yeah, good idea.

What you doing? We are not charity case.

Yes, we are. You make us one.

So now it's my fault I fired? I'm out of here.

[Tense instrumental music]

[Car engine starting]

[Tires screeching]

-Yup.
-Yeah.

[Peggy grunting in assent]

MINH: Connie!

[Minh speaking Laotian]

[Connie speaking Laotian]

[Minh speaking angrily in Laotian]

I got to go.

What was that about?

That was a series of vowel clusters.

Please tell me I never look that bad.

Kahn's been gone for three days
and hasn't so much as called.

-I'll bet he's on an adventure.
-It's not him I'm thinking about.

I mean, what would you do...

if Dale just suddenly
left you high and dry like that?

Oh, sug'...

I wouldn't get out of bed for a week.

[Gentle instrumental music]

[Grunts]

[Groaning]

[Sighs]

[Grunting in frustration]

Why don't you go help her out?

Well, the neighborly thing to do
is to keep our distance.

[Hank sighing]

[Minh moaning]

[Peggy exclaims]

Need a hand there?

I surrounded by trash.

Kahn used to say that
when he look at neighbors.

HANK: If there's anything else you need...

Refrigerator make terrible noise.
It will break any second.

Gutters are clogged, bedroom door stuck.

Lawn go wild like jungle!

Come, get your ladder.
Come on, Hank Hill, you go on roof now.

[Fast-paced instrumental music]

[Hank screaming]

[Door creaking]

So, Hank, I certainly have noticed
how helpful you've been to Minh.

Yeah. And I told her
I'd seal her driveway tomorrow.

But what about drinking in the alley?

Yes, exactly. I can't get this time back.

I'm just trying to do the neighborly thing,
like you said.

Just try to keep in mind
that we don't like them much, remember?

[Country instrumental music]

BILL: It's like he's got two families.

Two families, I think that's unfair,
when some of us don't even have the one.

I'd think he likes being bossed around
by women...

if I didn't know better, which I don't.

HANK: Bill.
BILL: Hank.

HANK: Dale.
DALE: Hank.

HANK: Boomhauer.
BOOMHAUER: Hank.

Polygamist.

[Gear creaking]

[Dale screams]

[Hank groans]

HANK: Minh...

I think what you need
is a new compressor cable right here...

preferably a copper one.

So, how would I get that part?

From the hardware store.

-That kind of far away, right?
-Yeah.

[Hank sighing]

I'll pick one up for you.
I was going to head over there myself.

Just for fun, though.

HANK: Is that...

[Suspenseful instrumental music]

HANK: Where the hell have you been?

Looking for new wife since you buy mine.

I was just paying her for Laotian lessons.
And do you know what I'm doing now?

Buying a part for your damn refrigerator.

KAHN: Not in there!
I got shirt soaking in Woolite.

Kahn, go home and take care of business.

I not go back without new kick-ass job.

I show you. I get job
that make you cry every day.

Look, Kahn, I love propane
through and through...

but, okay, I'll give you this.
Your old job was something else, okay?

-Now, go home.
-No.

I can't fail.

This not supposed to happen to me.
I'm Asian, for God's sake.

More expected of me.

You not understand.
You somebody's worker bee.

If I accept your redneck life,
it like I bury myself alive.

What about Minh and Connie?

You my best friend. You take care of them.

I'm your best friend?

No, I take it back.
Nobody takes care of them.

Times hard, but Minh's a fighter.
They be okay.

Why you keep watching me, you pervert?

Somebody get the manager!

[Speaks Laotian]

[Speaks Laotian]

[Giggling]

No.

Bobby, dinner's ready.

By the way, I accidentally picked up
an extra bucket of chicken...

on the way home,
if you guys are interested.

How do you know it's extra yet?

[Car horn honking]

Kahn, you got a lot of Yung sin a ba ya
to come back here!

|I got new job. Make $20,000 more a year!

Okay. Maybe I let you back in,
but you sleep on the couch.

KAHN: I thought you'd be happy.

So, we pack up quickly. Job in Houston.

No. I'm not moving again.

People here grudgingly accept us.
That's rare.

-It three-hour drive.
-Not negotiable. You commute.

Hey, neighbor! Maybe I buy your house.
Storage for my old things.

-What you think of that?
-My house is not for sale.

Then I guess I buy your bank
and foreclose on you.

[Laughing]

That's a good one, Kahn.

Are you laughing or crying
because of my great new car?

Turbo engine, halogen light,
six-CD changer in trunk.

In the trunk?

If you need a hand installing it
in your dash, let me know.

It supposed to be in trunk.
It plays CDs in trunk.

Why? Who's gonna wanna ride
in the trunk?

KAHN: You wish you could ride
in my trunk.

My trunk so plush, it like movie-star trunk.

HANK: You got me there, Kahn.
My trunk is not like a movie-star trunk.

It's just a family-man trunk.

KAHN: Thank you, Hank.

[Gentle instrumental music]

KAHN: Prepare your brain for razzle-dazzle!

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