Meemaw: Once we hit 281, it's a straight shot to the border.
Georgie: It's all crazy.
Meemaw: What is?
Georgie: A year ago I had nothing to worry about. I had no idea how good I had it.
Meemaw: [laughs] Well, what if a year from now it's a disaster, and this looks good?
Georgie: That's not helping.
Meemaw: Oh, relax, someday you'll be my age, your kids'll be grown up, all be good again.
Georgie: But that's, like, 50 years from now.
Meemaw: Yeah, I waited a long time for it. So quit your bitching.

Sheldon: How does the future not concern you?
Missy: I guess there's stuff I'm looking forward to.
Sheldon: Like what?
Missy: Going on dates?
Sheldon: Boring.
Missy: Driving.
Sheldon: Scary.
Missy: Getting married. Hopefully to Vanilla Ice.
Sheldon: You want to marry a snow cone?

Brenda Sparks: If you're looking for your mother, her league's not today.
Mary: Actually, I'm here for you.
Brenda Sparks: Why's that?
Mary: I saw in the classifieds that you're looking for help. I would like to apply.
Brenda Sparks: [scoffs] You don't want to work here. I mean, there's a bar. God hates that.
Mary: Jesus turned water into wine. I think he'd be cool with it.
Brenda Sparks: Well, you know, it's... it's actually a pretty boring job. It's mostly payroll and bookkeeping.
Mary: That is exactly what I did at the church.
Brenda Sparks: Mm-hmm.
Mary: In fact, you might say it's right up my alley.
Brenda Sparks: I don't know, Mary. We're neighbors. Is this a good idea?
Mary: Honestly... everything is falling apart. I just need one good thing to happen.

Sheldon: What is that? A bug bite?
[fantasy: a man (Penn Gillette) addresses the camera from a large chair:]
A.V.: Hello, allow me to introduce myself. I am Acne Vulgarus. More commonly known as the pimple. Frankly, neither name paints a very pretty picture, but such is the life of a pustule. [a smaller man (Teller) is seated on a stool] And this is my longtime colleague, Pus. Now, we're usually associated with, uh, ugliness and discomfort, but I would argue we're actually a symbol of growth. In this case, Sheldon Cooper's ascent... or descent... into adulthood. Kind of a signpost that says, "You are now entering puberty." [Pus holds up a sign reading exactly that] Yeah, like that.

Mary: Doesn't look like a bug bite.
Missy: It's probably a pimple.
Sheldon: It's not, I don't get those.
[fantasy: A.V. continues to address the camera from his chair, while Pus is blowing up a balloon while seated on a stool:]
A.V.: As you might expect, we pimples are not very fond of popping things, but I was about to burst this young man's bubble. [Pus pops the balloon]
[reality:]
Missy: Oh, yeah, that's a zit.
Sheldon: No, it's not. My hygiene is impeccable.
Missy: Zit.
Mary: Everybody gets 'em sooner or later, baby.
Sheldon: I'm not everybody.
[fantasy:]
A.V.: No one is ever happy to see me. My therapist says that's their problem, not mine. [Pus rolls his eyes] But, honestly, it hurts. [Pus makes a mocking gesture] Pus? This is supposed to be a safe space. [Pus continues mocking A.V.]

Wade: I'll take a beer.
Georgie: Celebrating a win?
Wade: No, I've been losing all morning.
Georgie: Couple more of them, you won't give a crap.
Wade: Let's hope.

Mary: What are you doing home?
George: I quit my job.
Mary: What? Why?
George: The school offered it to Wayne. I wasn't gonna sit around waiting to get fired.
Mary: Oh. You doing okay?
George: No, Mary, not really. We're standing here without jobs in a house we're not done paying for.
Mary: Well, you're still working at Ballard's, right?
George: That ain't gonna cover the mortgage.
Mary: We've been through tough spots before. We'll figure it out and... I know you don't want to hear it, but I've been praying on this...
George: You're right. I don't want to hear it.

Mary: Yeah, we could sit here and sulk or we can find jobs. Now, pick up that pen and start circling.
George: All right. Let's see what we have here.
Mary: Here's one. Oh. College degree required.
George: Hmm. Eh... I can't type.
Mary: I can.
George: 90 words a minute?
Mary: Let's keep looking. In fact, I bet I find a job faster than you can.
George: We'll see about that.

Georgie: So I'll pick you up in the morning?
Wade: Well, not too early. I have to walk Mitzy.
Georgie: Your dog?
Wade: The wife. She got a new hip, and the doc says she needs to keep it moving.

Georgie: Wade's coming with me to Mexico.
Meemaw: Why?
Georgie: It's a long drive. And he knows a little Spanish.
Wade: Sí.
Meemaw: Okay.
Meemaw: [Spanish: "Where will you buy cigarettes?"]
Wade: ¿Sí?
Meemaw: [whispers] You're gonna get yourself killed.
Georgie: I got no choice. I got a kid coming.
Meemaw: If you're hell-bent on going to Mexico, I'm going with you.
Wade: Shotgun.
Meemaw: You are not coming, Wade. ¿Comprende?
Wade: Sí.

Mary: Hey, good news. I was picking up some groceries at Davidson's. They're hiring.
George: Yeah, well, good for you.
Mary: I got an application for you, too.
George: I'm not working at a supermarket, Mary.
Mary: Why not?
George: 'Cause I was head coach of the high school football team. I'm not bagging people's groceries.
Mary: It's an honest job, George.
George: It's embarrassing.
Mary: It's embarrassing to provide for your family?
George: It's embarrassing that I busted my ass all these years, and this is where I am.
Mary: I'm right there with you. I lost my job, too.
George: Yeah, it's exactly the same.
Mary: You know what you are? I'm not gonna say it, but you know.

[After Sheldon wakes up from his dream, he sits up in bed and uses his rope/pulley system to knock on Missy's bedroom wall.]
Missy: [over walkie-talkie] I hate you. This better be an emergency.
Sheldon: My pimple has me concerned about the future.
Missy: Not an emergency. Good night.
Sheldon: But we're twins and we have a special bond, so you can't ignore me in my time of need.
Missy: Watch me.
Sheldon: And I'm scared.
Missy: Damn it.

Sheldon: Maybe we should go to the emergency room.
Missy: It's just a pimple. Pop it.
Sheldon: No.
Missy: I'll do it. I like when it hits the mirror. Now hold still.
[fantasy: A.V. and Pus are now standing, with no chair or stool in sight:]
A.V.: It seems we've reached the end of our time with Sheldon. [Pus is holding two suitcases] But it's never truly goodbye. We'll be back in moments of stress. Like a big test. Or my personal favorite, school picture day... [they disappear in an explosion of yellow pus, leaving the two suitcases]

Mary: How was your day?
George: Awful.
Mary: Oh. Well... I have good news.
George: I could use it.
Mary: I got a job at the bowling alley.
George: [gulps] Working with Brenda?
Mary: Every day. [phone rings]
George: That is... really... really good news.
Mary: Mm-hmm.

Adult Sheldon: My sister encouraged me to embrace adolescence as a journey of scientific discovery. I stood before a whole new teenage world of music, slang words and even clothing styles. [Sheldon removes a red Flash t-shirt] Pretty groovy, huh?
[Sheldon stands in front of his bedroom mirror wearing the red Flash t-shirt over a blue undershirt]
Sheldon: Wow, I might look too cool.