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 are you doing?
George Sr.: Separating the whites from the colors.
George Jr.: Whoa, that's racist.

George Jr.: I think the saddest part about it is just how sad it is.

George Jr.: So, Vietnam, like in Rambo.
Tam: Yes.
George Jr.: That's a cool movie.
Tam: Yes.
George Jr.: Are you in it?
Tam: No.

Adult Sheldon: Like a virus, heartbreak can also spread. Once it does, it's hard to contain. In some cases you can try to reboot and start over. But it makes you appreciate those early days, when your hard drive was clean... and the world was full of possibility.

Meemaw: So how come it's taken us so long to hang out?
Brenda Sparks: Well... my husband never left me before.
Meemaw: We can joke about it? Good. 'Cause that's gonna make this night way easier.

Meemaw: Well, let's get into it. What happened? If it's another woman, she's a tramp, and you're way prettier.
Brenda Sparks: No. Although sometimes I wish there was. Then I'd have someone to be mad at other than myself.
Meemaw: And here I thought this one was gonna be the sad sack.
Mary: Mom, that is enough.
Meemaw: Oh, there's my little killjoy. [both laughing]