Mary: Calm down. It was just the 4:00 news. I'm sure no one saw it.
Sheldon: I hope a lot of people saw it and Happy Hearth is forced to give our country good bread again.

George: No! No more bread. No more country. No more talking.

Sheldon: Well, have a great day, Georgie.
Georgie: A great day? Are you out of your mind? Our lives are over.
Sheldon: Well, you'll never have a great day with that attitude.

Meemaw: [singing] My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing, Land where our fathers died, la- Sing along - Land of the pilgrims' pride.

Principal Petersen: Guess what I've been getting a lot of calls about today.
George: I know it looks bad, but we're handling it. It-It'll all blow over.
Principal Petersen: I'm sorry, George, but I can't have a suspected communist coaching our boys.
George: Whoa, Tom. I'm not I love my country. This is just Sheldon getting bent out of shape over a loaf of bread.
Principal Petersen: Well, this bread better be worth you losing your job.
George: Now, hang on. G-Give me a chance to fix it. Please.
Principal Petersen: All right, George. But if I hear from one more angry parent-
George: Thank you. Thank you. [PHONE RINGS] He's not here.

Pastor Jeff: Mary, you understand these people are atheists.
Mary: I get it. They're not my people. You're my people.
Pastor Jeff: Then what's this all about?
Mary: My son just wanted a better sandwich. Why is this so hard for y'all to understand?!

George: Thanks for having me on.
Anchor: You're welcome. Now, I understand you wanted to set the record straight regarding your son's communism.
George: Yes. N-No! He's not a communist. He's ten years old. Listen, I fought for this country.
I love this country. My kids love this country. Isn't that right, Sheldon?
Sheldon: Yes. Although, in all fairness, the Social Security system is a form of-
George: You love this country!
Sheldon: I love this country.

Mary: Sheldon, hang up the phone. It's dinner time.
Sheldon: Be right there, Mom.I'm do ing battle with corporate America.

Mary: Not a good time, Brenda.
Brenda Sparks: I don't want your boy playing with my boy anymore.
Mary: Excuse me? [PHONE RINGING] Someone get that.
Brenda Sparks: I just saw Sheldon on the news. He doesn't need to be filling Billy's head with crazy commie ideas.
Mary: Crazier than sitting on an egg and trying to hatch it? 'Cause I saw your precious son do that the other day.

Sheldon: Yes, I do understand we're in the middle of a cold war. But have you seen how many people wait in line for bread in Moscow? It stands to reason their bread must be great.

Sheldon: Well, my mother didn't do anything differently.
Tam: Are you gonna eat it?
Sheldon: Better. I'm going to do science on it.
Tam: I would eat it.

Mary: Your sandwich is exactly the same, Sheldon.
George: What's going on?
Sheldon: This bread is different.
George: Let me see. You know, he might be right. [Mary hits George] Ow.

Veronica: Dustin broke up with me.
Georgie: What?
Veronica: He said I was immature.
Georgie: Is he crazy? Everything about you screams womanhood.

Sheldon: She wasn't wrong. Studies do support that your sense of taste changes over time.
Tam: So the bread's the same and you're different?
Sheldon: Apparently so. Nope, it's the bread.

Georgie: Hi. I was wondering if you wanted to grab a bite to eat at the Waffle House? Not like a date. But as someone who recently had his heart broke, I think I could help.
Veronica: Who broke your heart?
Georgie: You did.
Veronica: Oh. Yeah.
Georgie: I'm just saying, I know what you're going through. So if you need a friend with a pocket full of waffle money.