Missy: Is she okay?
Sheldon: No. She said her life is terrible.
Missy: What?
Sheldon: Her life is terrible.
Missy: What?
[After Sheldon walks over and unplugs the stereo, everyone stares at him]
Sheldon: Her life is terrible.
[Sheldon and Missy are thrown out of the frat house]

Dale: Well, just give me a minute, I'll be ready.
Meemaw: Why don't we just call it a night and get some sleep?
Dale: That's fine by me, but just to be clear, you're calling it, not me.
Meemaw: Yep.
Dale: I'm good to go.
Meemaw: I'm sure you are.
Dale: Yep. Damn tootin'. [groans]

Missy: What are you doing?
Paige: Well, this is Bradley, and we're going to another party.
Sheldon: Another party? It's 9:30.
Missy: Bradley, do you know how old she is?
Bradley: She said she was 18.
Missy: Lower.
Bradley: Sixteen?
Missy: Lower.
Bradley: Okay, I got to go.

Sheldon: We're running again? We just ran.

Dale: So I'll spend tomorrow night at my place.
Meemaw: Yep.
Dale: [sighs] Oh, thank God. [Meemaw gets up] Where you going?
Meemaw: Think I might have to crank up the AC.
Dale: 'Cause I said "thank God"?
Meemaw: No fooling you.

Missy: [quietly] Okay, she's asleep. I put a trash can by the bed in case she gets sick.
Sheldon: Where am I supposed to sleep?
Missy: On the floor.
Sheldon: Why can't she sleep on the floor? She doesn't even know where she is.

Mandy: I don't know if it's any help, but when I was her age and pulled this, it was just to go to a party. [George scoffs]
Mary: Oh, great. So she's at a party, who knows where.
George: You know what? I'm gonna go find her.
Mary: How?
George: I don't know. I'm just... I'm gonna drive around till I hear some carousing.