Meemaw: Come on, let's get out of here.
Mr. Lundy: Oh, fine, go ahead.
George Jr.: And we're gonna make our own exercise video without you.
Meemaw: No, we're not.
George Jr.: No, we're not!
Mr. Lundy: And they call me dramatic.

George Jr.: [dials phone] Hello. You paged me?
Mildred: Bruce?
George Jr.: Sorry, you have the wrong number.
Mildred: Oh. I was trying to reach my grandson.
George Jr.: Well, when you do, can you have him tell people this ain't his pager no more?
Mildred: I was hoping he could give me a ride to the drugstore. I need to pick up my prescription.
George Jr.: All right, well, good luck.
Mildred: I took my last heart pill this morning.
George Jr.: Sorry to hear that.
Mildred: I suppose I could walk, if I take it slow.

Mildred: You are just the little lifesaver.
George Jr.: No problem, ma'am.
Mildred: You know, we are gonna drive right by that farmers market. You ever had their peaches?
George Jr.: Don't think so.
Mildred: Well, then we have to stop. I'm gonna buy you a peach.
George Jr.: You really don't have to.
Mildred: I insist. And then we'll swing by Braum's so I can pick up some whipped cream. That goes great with peaches.
George Jr.: Okay.

Missy: Aren't you gonna call them back?
George Jr.: No. It's this old lady. She keeps getting me to run her errands and do her chores.
Missy: You don't even do that here.
George Jr.: I know. [pager beeping, vibrating]
Missy: She's not your grandma. Just call her back and say no.
George Jr.: You're right. [picks up phone]
[cut to Georgie and Mildred in his car with a bunch of plants in the back-seat:]
Mildred: Thanks again.
George Jr.: Uh-huh. What're you gonna do with all these plants?
Mildred: Put them in my garden.
George Jr.: Sounds like a lot of work. [Mildred smiles at Georgie] Aw, man.

George Jr.: This is it. I'm done.
Ashley: [opens door] Oh, hi. You must be Georgie.
George Jr.: Uh, yeah.
Ashley: My nana says you've been taking such good care of her. [chuckles] You're so sweet.
George Jr.: Thanks, but she's the sweet one.
Ashley: Isn't she? [chuckles] Nana, Georgie's here!
Mildred: [o.s.] Ask him if he wants to stay for dinner.
George Jr.: I'm free. What're we having?

Adult Sheldon: I wasn't even at that school, and I was still boosting its grade point average.
Donald: You got biology?
George Jr.: Depends. You got money?
Donald: Yeah.
George Jr.: I got biology.

Missy: Think you could drop me off at the movies Saturday night?
George Jr.: I'm seeing Jana. Can't Mom do it?
Missy: Mom's going out. And I kind of want to go with Marcus.
George Jr.: Ah. So you're trying to go on a secret date.
Missy: Kind of.
George Jr.: I don't know how I feel about this.
Missy: Come on, it's just a movie.
George Jr.: Have you been out with him before?
Missy: Never alone.
George Jr.: How old is this boy?
Missy: Thirteen.
George Jr.: Do his parents know about it?
Missy: What are you, Mom now?
George Jr.: You're my sister. You and boys is weird.
Missy: Will you take me or not?
George Jr.: Fine.
Missy: Thank you, thank you, thank you! [hugs Georgie]
George Jr.: You best not be hugging him like this, or that date's gonna be over real quick.

George Jr.: So what movie we seeing?
Missy: What do you mean "we"?
George Jr.: You think I'm letting you go to the movies alone with him?
Missy: What do you think's gonna happen?
George Jr.: Nothing's gonna happen, 'cause I'm gonna be there. [Missy groans] Relax, I'm not gonna sit with you. I'll be in the back.
Missy: But you'll be watching me?
George Jr.: Depends. What movie we seeing?
Missy: Beauty and the Beast.
George Jr.: [sighs] I'll be watching you.

Jana: So... how serious is it with you two?
Missy: Well, we've held hands, hugged once, and we haven't kissed, but we did share a straw.
Jana: Wow, pretty serious.
George Jr.: They haven't even been on a date yet.
Jana: We got pretty serious before you ever took me on a date.
George Jr.: Cool it with that.

Missy: So no one's gonna say anything for the rest of the night?
Jana: Wouldn't be the first time no one's said anything when the subject of love came up.
George Jr.: I said something.
Jana: That doesn't count.
George Jr.: Missy, if you said "I love you" to Marcus, and he said "samesies," would you be okay with that?
Missy: Well...
George Jr.: And before you answer, remember who agreed to take you on a secret date.
Jana: Don't ask her, she's a kid.
George Jr.: She held hands and shared a straw!

George Jr.: Should we just forget it and go home?
Jana: Fine by me.
Missy: Does the backseat get a vote?
George Jr.: You put me on the spot. I never said that to anyone before.
Jana: Me neither, and it didn't go well. Samesies.
George Jr.: I'm sorry. I'm not even sure what it's supposed to feel like.
Jana: Well, if you felt it, you'd know.
George Jr.: I know that I like you. A lot. More than anybody else.
Missy: Aw.
Jana: Really?
George Jr.: Yeah.
Missy: By the way, when Marcus is in the car, you can't be this lame.

George Jr.: What you making?
Mary: A dress for Missy.
George Jr.: Did you lose your job?
Mary: No.
George Jr.: Did Dad lose his job?
Mary: It's about me doing something for myself.
George Jr.: All right, don't get sassy.
George Sr.: [enters] Hey. What's going on in here?
George Jr.: She's making clothes for Missy.
George Sr.: Uh-oh. Did you lose your job?
Mary: No.
George Jr.: She's doing something for her. [whispers] I don't get it, either.

Sheldon: Georgie?
George Jr.: What?
Sheldon: Can I ask you a question about girls?
George Jr.: Go ahead, but I find them very confusing.

Sheldon: Missy thinks I have a crush on Paige.
George Jr.: Do you?
Sheldon: I don't know, but I know that I don't want to.
George Jr.: Well, you don't get to choose. It's just something you feel.
Sheldon: Did you have a crush on your girlfriend?
George Jr.: Yeah, I guess.
Sheldon: How did you know when you did?
George Jr.: Well, one day she came to school in these soccer shorts, and that was it.
Sheldon: What happened, you played soccer with her?
George Jr.: No, dummy.
Sheldon: Then what was the significance of the shorts?
George Jr.: I don't think I can help you.
Sheldon: Fine, I'll ask Dad.
George Jr.: Good luck. The only thing he has a crush on is beer.

George Jr.: How are you?
Madge: You got I.D.?
George Jr.: Yeah. Dang it. I must have left it in my wife's minivan.
Madge: I can't sell this to you.
George Jr.: I'm 21, I swear. You can ask Dr. Sturgis.
Madge: Who?
George Jr.: The old guy over there. Dr. Sturgis!
Dr. John Sturgis: Hey! [knocks over pyramid of cans]
George Jr.: Never mind.

Dale: You're early.
George Jr.: I was sitting in algebra and realized, don't know what "X" is, don't care what "X" is.
Dale: Boy, I hear "ex" and I think of a woman who took half my stuff. That's my problem.

Jana: So I'm datin' a dropout?
George Jr.: No, you're datin' a guy with a full-time job.
Jana: And your parents are okay with this?
George Jr.: They'll come around. By the way, can I crash at your place?
Jana: No! My father already doesn't think you're good enough for me. And I don't want him to know he's right.
George Jr.: He's not right!
Jana: He might be a little right.

George Jr.: I thought you'd be more supportive.
Jana: And I thought we were gonna be seniors together. Homecoming court, prom king and queen. Voted most likely to stay together forever.
George Jr.: We can still stay together.
Jana: They can't vote for you if you're not a senior! [sighs] I don't think this is gonna work out.
George Jr.: You're breakin' up with me?
Jana: Yeah.
George Jr.: You're serious?
Jana: I feel like I don't have a choice.
George Jr.: [sighs] Fine, as a workin' man I shouldn't be dating a girl in high school anyway... it's immature.
Jana: Just take me home.
George Jr.: 'Cause it's a school night? How cute. [awkward silence] Take me back.
Jana: No.
George Jr.: Dang it.

Adult Sheldon: My brother went to the laundromat, excited to meet the female customer base my meemaw had promised.
[fantasy: a bunch of scantily-clad young woman dance and soap themselves up at the laundromat]
[reality: an older woman shakes out her underwear:]
George Jr.: You said "girls."
Meemaw: They were girls once.
George Jr.: Not in this century.

Meemaw: So, you're gonna give us your ticket, and we're gonna give you the teddy bear.
Wade: Why would I want a teddy bear?
George Jr.: 'Cause then we're gonna buy the teddy bear back.
Wade: But I said I don't want a teddy bear. I want cash.
Meemaw: You're gonna get the cash.
Wade: Then why do you keep talking about a teddy bear?
George Jr.: 'Cause this way it ain't gambling.
Wade: But I want to gamble.
George Jr.: Well, gambling's illegal. This is a gray area.
Meemaw: Just give him the cash.
George Jr.: No, he's gonna get this.
Meemaw: I don't think he is.
Wade: Listen to your Meemaw. I don't get it.
George Jr.: Just give me your ticket. [takes ticket from Wade and gives him a teddy bear] Wow. That is a nice teddy bear. I'd like to buy that from you. [takes teddy bear and gives Wade cash] [Wade walks away]
Meemaw: I don't think he got it.