- Cotton Hill: I spent two weeks in Iwo Jima buried under a pile of dead bodies. The smells I smelled there you could not even imagine. But I will always remember what I smelled in that church. It was a vengeful stink. It was a stink for the ages.
- [Cotton has been accused of burning down a church]
- Cotton Hill: Here's how it went down: I went to the latrine, but there was already someone in there. I lit a match in self defense, then beat a hasty retreat. The smelly man must have lit the fire after I left. You find the man with the terrible smell, and you've got your arsonist.
- Cotton Hill: I would take a bullet for my grandson, but not in the face. That's how I makes my livings.
- Cotton Hill: Gribble! Gribble! Ya gotta help me! They found my girly-bar matches. It's only a matter of time before they accuse me of church burnery!
- Bobby Hill: Mom, as long as we're confessing, remember when Grandpa broke the arm of your Boggle trophy cuz he was playin' soccer in the house?
- Peggy Hill: I will never forgive him for that.
- Bobby Hill: It was me.
- Peggy Hill: I forgive you.