Adult Sheldon: The perilous journey from the bus stop to my front door was 97.5 meters. FYI, insisting on using the metric system in East Texas is another reason I was hunted by predators.
Meemaw: I bowled a new high score last night. George Sr.: Nice. Meemaw: I got two turkeys. Missy: What's a turkey? Meemaw: It's three strikes in a row. Missy: Why do they call it a turkey? Meemaw: Well, when they first invented bowling, they used to just throw frozen turkeys at the pins. Eventually, they switched to balls to cut down on the smell. George Sr.: Why you lying to her? Meemaw: I find it keeps my mind sharp.
Mary: Georgie, I need to talk to you, and wake up, you're gonna be late. George Jr.: Got it covered. I sleep in my clothes.
Mary: She looks harmless. Meemaw: She's cute. So she probably gets away with stuff. I'm like that.
Herschel Sparks: I don't know what to tell you, George. I mean, is it, is it possible your son has a little crush on her? George Sr.: Oh, I don't think he's wired that way. Herschel Sparks: Oh, are you saying that he's a- George Sr.: No, no, I'm saying he's a bookworm. Unless she's math or a dictionary, he ain't interested.