Hank: Bobby, if you weren't my son, I'd hug you.
Bobby: Jeff Gordon's a racecar driver too? I thought he was just a cereal box model.
Peggy: Bobby, how would you like to go to cooking school?
Bobby: I'm listening.
Hank: Bobby, I know we've never talked about this, but some day, I'm going to die. And when that happens, then you can go to cooking school.