Hank Hill chased Dale and Boomhauer out of the school and back to their neighborhood. Boomhauer ran into his house and locked the door. Dale's van was waiting for him just outside his driveway . He rushed inside and found Bill in fetal positon in the passenger seat.

"How the hell did you get in here Bill?" Dale aksed.

"The door was open," Bill responded.

"Oh," Dale realized. "Well GET OUT!"

"No! If I do Hank will see me and kill me!" Bill stuttered.

"Fine you can stay," Dale said. "Now what were we trying to do?"

"We were trying to get away from HANK!" Bill said as he looked in the rear view mirror and saw Hank catching up.

Dale fiddled with his keys to find the right one.

"You think you can outrun me! I was the best lineman on our team towel manager!" Hank referred to Dale. Bill screamed like a girl.

"Oh God why did I have to get all those lock picks and keys for other houses made?" Dale regretted.

"Hurry Dale start it up, START IT UP!" Bill shouted.

"It's not helping with you shouting at me!" Dale shouted back.

"Sorry Dale," Bill quieted down.

"Here we go," Dale said happily. He put the key in and started it. He checked the rear view mirror and Hank suddenly disappeared from his view. "Where did Hank go?" Then they suddenly heard something loud on the roof of the van. Bill saw Dale's queen ant torn off and thrown on the ground.

"Aaahhh!" Dale shocked. "She was so young, I had just begun to wax her ommatidia!" Hank then landed on the front of their car. Dale revved up the wheels and drove forward and stopped. Hank went flying onto his lawn. Dale and Bill drove away.

"BAAAAAHHHHH!" Hank roared and ran to his truck, started it up, and drove after them.

"Hank's driving after us to Dale!" Bill said. "Don't you have a gun or something?"

"Right I do!" Dale said as he took it out and gave it to Bill. "Aim for the tires!"

Bill whimpered and shot the gun a few times but missed every shot.

"Oh my God give me that!" Dale said as he took the gun. "This is how you shoot you big, fat, baby!" He shot the gun about 6 times and only managed to hit a kid's balloon.

"Damn it!" Dale said.

"Uh Dale maybe you should watch the road!" Bill said. Dale turned his attention back to the road and started to scream along with Bill as the two of them drove right into a parked car. They crashed and Dale went flying out of the front window. Bill came out of the front door with a few scratches. "Hey Dale I'm okay!"

Then Hank's truck crashed into Dale's van and Hank came walking out.

Bill screamed like a little girl and ran away. Dale stood up from the ground and ran away too.

They ran around the neighborhood and ended up back at Rainey Street.

Peggy watched from inside her kitchen window as Hank continued to chase Dale and Bill.

Nancy was sitting at her table. "Oh now you have to do something about Hank sug," Nancy said to Peggy.

"I don't know my husband anymore Nancy," Peggy replied as she started to sob.

"Maybe a family intervention will work," Nancy suggested. "You could bring Hank's father over."

Peggy looked back at her. "Have you gone crazy! I'm not bringing that son of a b$#^ over. Besides he would just make things worse."

"Couldn't hurt to try sug" Nancy said. And so Peggy walked to the phone and called Cotton.

Within minutes Cotton drove over in his Cadillac and parked it terribly on Hank's driveway. Cotton exited and wobbled over to Peggy who was standing at their front porch.

"Alright where is he?" Cotton asked. "The way you described him doesn't didn't sound like my pansy son at all."

"Cotton I am not enjoying this. Just please talk to my husband," Peggy answered angrily. "He's already screamed at me and beaten up his own son."

"Well I don't like the beatin' up Bobby part but if he screamed at you then I'm liking my new boy already heh. Now where is he you four-eyed pansy lovin' b-," Cotton was interrupted by Hank's roar.

"WAAAAAHHHH" Hank screamed as he chased Dale and Bill. Dale hopped over his fence and ran away. Bill attempted to hop over the fence but his weight collapsed the boards.

"Oww uh," Bill uttered in pain. And he looked up and Hank stood 6 feet over Bill. "Ohhhh," Bill said like a little girl. Hank then grabbed Bill and started wailing on him. Punched his face, threw him to the fence, and kicked him in the stomach.

"Oh my God," Cotton said smiling. Then Hank turned around and saw his dad. He dropped Bill who landed hard with a thump and walked over to Cotton.

"What the hell are you doing here dad?" Hank angrily asked him.

"Well your wife told me you turned into an angry S.O.B." Cotton said. "And I'm delighted to hear it's true! Good job son you finally grown a pair of balls."

"Shut up dad," Hank answered.

Cotton wiped a tear from his eye. "Heh, he's growing more everyday."