- Bill Dauterive: Gilbert?
- Gilbert Dauterive: Your cousin is Violetta
- [Violetta and Gilbert hiss at one another]
- Bill Dauterive: Now how long you been sitting there?
- Gilbert Dauterive: Thirty-five years.
- Hank Hill: So, Gilbert, how do the Saints look this year?
- Gilbert Dauterive: Oh, I am more familiar with sinners than saints, my dear. And sinners always look good.
- Aunt Esme Dauterive: Tell me this: were you here to till the soil and nurture the vine, or were you just playing in the garden?
- Bill Dauterive: Playing.
- Aunt Esme Dauterive: I think it would be best if you took your leave.
- Hank Hill: You sort of snuck up on me there.
- Gilbert Dauterive: I'm terribly sorry. I've always been a creeper. Violetta says I creep like the kudzu vines that are slowly but surely strangling our Dixie.
- Gilbert Dauterive: Golden Richards was a Dallas Cowboy.
- Hank Hill: Yeah, yeah! He caught a touchdown pass in Super Bowl XII.
- Gilbert Dauterive: He was a beautiful man. I knew him... briefly.
- Gilbert Dauterive: Have a pleasant journey, and don't be afraid to ask directions from somebody who has already been where you think you need to go.
- Hank Hill: What's that supposed to mean?
- Gilbert Dauterive: Let Dandy Don Meredith take the throw.