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

Georgie: Maybe you should go across the street and apologize.
George: I can't do that.
Georgie: Why not?
George: 'Cause if I do, it sets a bad precedent.
Georgie: What's Nixon got to do with it?
George: What?
Georgie: You said "bad president," like Nixon. You know, this guy.

Meemaw: I could buy it for him, and then y'all could pay me back when you can.
George: Okay, Connie, now you're just insulting me.
Meemaw: Well, that was not my intention, but I'm glad to hear it.

George: How did I get a rocket scientist for one son and a rodeo clown for the other?
Georgie: Oh, man. I'd give anything to be a rodeo clown. They make people happy, and they see the rodeo for free.

Georgie: You know that movie E.T.? The kid who finds him, his name is Elliott, which starts with an "E" and ends with a "T". Coincidence? I don't think so.
George: You're gonna live with us forever, aren't you?

Adult Sheldon: Power has always been a deadly narcotic, and in 1989, RadioShack's Tandy 1000 SL was my drug of choice. With an Intel 8086 running at eight megahertz and a five-and-a-quarter-inch floppy drive, there was nothing I couldn't do. From adding snazzy graphics to my homework-
Sheldon: So snazzy.
Adult Sheldon: To easily alphabetizing my list of enemies and their crimes.
Sheldon: So easy.

Georgie: What's for breakfast?
George: I don't know. Grab a bowl of cereal.
Georgie: Mom usually makes us eggs and toast and the occasional meat.
George: Well, Mom isn't here, is she?
Georgie: Whoa. Somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed. And you had a choice 'cause you had the whole bed.

Georgie: Hey. I hope you're happy.
Sheldon: Thank you, Georgie. That's very kind.

Georgie: Mom and Dad are fighting because you want to get a stupid computer.
Sheldon: What are you talking about?
Georgie: Mom wanted to buy it for you, Dad said they couldn't afford it, Meemaw offered to pay for it, and now I'm eating pineapple spears for lunch. I hate making my own lunch.

Georgie: Where's the water come out of?
George: Well, seeing as that's the dryer, nowhere.
Georgie: Hmm. So this one's the washer?
George: No foolin' you.

Sheldon: And this program will allow us to track our family finances, create a budget, and prepare tax documents.
George: That's impressive.
Sheldon: Would you like to know how much money you spend on beer annually?
George: No.
Mary: I would.
Sheldon: $936.
Mary: George!
Sheldon: If you switched to Hawaiian Punch, we could live in a bigger house.

Georgie: I ain't never getting married.
George: That so?
Georgie: Yeah. Women are nothing but trouble.

George: This little tiff between your mom and me will blow over. Don't make a big deal of it.
Georgie: I'm not. I'm just saying I'm better suited to the single life.
George: And how do you picture that?
Georgie: Okay, well, you know the buffet at Golden Corral, where there's all kinds of choices and you can have as much as you want?
George: Yeah.
Georgie: It'll be like that, only with hot girls.
George: Georgie, I'll bet you a thousand dollars you're married before you're 25.
Georgie: You got a bet. I feel like I'm stealing your money.

Computer: Hello, I am Eliza.
Georgie: [typing] Eliza, are you hot?
Computer: In your fantasies, am I hot?
Georgie: [typing] Oh yes.
Sheldon: You realize you're not talking to a real person.
Georgie: Hey, get out of here. I'm about to score.

Sheldon: Mom?
Mary: Why are you still up?
Sheldon: Madame Curie is on the roof, and she's not wearing her hat.
Mary: You're just dreaming, baby.
Sheldon: But she'll be cold without her hat.
Mary: I'll give her mine. Now you go to sleep.
Sheldon: Mm, thanks, Mom. You're the best.