Audrey: Georgie? I ran into Amanda's old pediatrician and he said he could take CeeCee on as a new patient.
Georgie: Thanks, but she already has a doctor.
Audrey: Yes. Well, Dr. Talanda is the best.
Georgie: Okay, look. I know you're trying to help, but Mandy al...
Jim: Oh, oh, oh, look at that. That can't be right. Georgie, come here. Walk with me for a minute.
Georgie: Where we going?
Jim: Shut up. Keep walking.

Officer Rhonda Thomason: Working hard?
[Meemaw tosses away the romance book she was reading]
Meemaw: Hey. Oh. [chuckles] What brings you by?
Officer Rhonda Thomason: Your son-in-law dropped in to see me.
Meemaw: Oh, y'all know each other?
Officer Rhonda Thomason: We do.
Meemaw: Small world.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: It did not go your way.
Meemaw: No?
Officer Rhonda Thomason: No.
Meemaw: Well, you can't blame a gal for trying.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: Actually, I can.

Meemaw: Oh, come on, there must be some criminals out there that you could be focused on. Not some old granny with slot machines. Go out there and harass somebody who actually deserves it.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: You done?
Meemaw: Yes, I think I am.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: My turn. You are a criminal. And I can treat you however the hell I want, because I own your tired old ass. And I will make your life miserable unless you shape up and shape up fast. Do we understand each other?
Meemaw: Yes, ma'am.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: To be clear, what are you?
Meemaw: A criminal.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: And what do I own?
Meemaw: My tired old ass.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. I'm gonna come back in a couple of days. This room better be spic and span.
Meemaw: It will be. Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: Oh, say hi to George for me.

George: Hey, Connie.
Meemaw: What did you say to her?
George: Nothing. Just what a great grandma you are. And what a great great-grandma you are.
Meemaw: Well, you made it worse.
George: I'm sorry, I... I did my best.
Meemaw: Well, your best stunk.
George: [sighs] So now what?
Meemaw: I got no choice. Got to bring in the big guns.

Georgie: What's going on?
Mandy: [sighs] My mother made CeeCee an appointment with a new doctor and she didn't even ask.
Georgie: What? Oh, no.
Mandy: I am furious.
Georgie: As you should be.
Mandy: You don't think I'm overreacting?
Georgie: Not at all. I agree with you.
Mandy: Sometimes I just don't understand what she's thinking.
Georgie: Well, how could you? You two are just... so different.
Mandy: Thank you. [hugs Georgie]

Mary: You are unbelievable. You think that the rules don't apply to you. And that when you get caught, it just becomes everybody else's problem.
Meemaw: Oh, come on! He's sorting out a room full of junk. This is his Disneyland.
Mary: What about Georgie? What about the gambling room? He could've gone to jail.
Meemaw: I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment.
Mary: Yeah, me, too. [exits]

Mandy: Huh. Meat's a little dry, isn't it?
Georgie: No, I like it like this.
Mandy: You don't think it's too salty?
Georgie: It's perfect. I love your cooking.
Mandy: My mom made this.
Georgie: Oh, well, now that you mention it, it is a little dry.
Mandy: I made it.
Georgie: What are you doing to me?

Mandy: What are you doing to me? For the past couple of days you've been agreeing with everything that I say.
Georgie: You're right.
Mandy: Stop it.
Georgie: I'm sorry. It was suggested to me that agreeing with you is the key to a happy marriage.
Mandy: By my dad?
Georgie: I don't recall.
Mandy: Georgie...
Georgie: By your dad.
Mandy: Do my parents sound happy to you?
Georgie: I don't know, they're still married.
Mandy: Well, I want us to be better than that.
Georgie: I agree.
Mandy: Oh, cut it out.
Georgie: No, I meant that one.

Georgie: And if you want the truth, I think your mom was right about the doctor.
Mandy: Excuse me?
Georgie: Our doctor rubbed alcohol on one arm and gave CeeCee the shot on the other arm.
Mandy: He did?
Georgie: He did. Look, your mom shouldn't have made an appointment behind our backs, but our guy might be ready for the glue factory.
Mandy: Maybe you're right.
Georgie: I'm confused, do I like this or not?

Officer Rhonda Thomason: 40 hours. Not bad.
Meemaw: It might've been 42, but I rounded down.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: And you did all the work by yourself?
Meemaw: Yes, ma'am.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: You know I called your daughter to check up on you.
Meemaw: Oh. [chuckles] What did she say?
Officer Rhonda Thomason: She said you worked your butt off.
Meemaw: Well, there you go.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: All right, then. I'll see you next week.
Meemaw: You know, you were pretty rough on me the other day, and I just want to let you know that I appreciated that.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: You do?
Meemaw: Well, I think it was the kick in the pants that I needed. [chuckles] And since things are going so well, I was wondering it you might want to reduce my sentence. [Officer Thomason is silent] See you next week.
Officer Rhonda Thomason: Bye now.
Meemaw: [waves] Bye.

Audrey: I heard you took CeeCee to Dr. Talanda.
Mandy: We did. And he was very good. Thank you.
Audrey: No need to thank me. I just want the best for my granddaughter.
Jim: Well, that's what we all want.
Mandy: Funny thing. Uh, Talanda said it's actually okay for CeeCee to have her pacifier to sleep.
Audrey: Who's raising this baby, him or you?
Georgie: We are. And I think we're doing a dang good job of it.
Audrey: I was talking to my daughter.
Jim: Oh, I love this commercial. The dog eats the cat food. [laughs]
Mandy: Georgie can talk, okay? That's how our marriage works.

Audrey: Excuse me, are you implying my husband isn't allowed to speak his mind?
Georgie: Well, if we're gonna put cards on the table, yeah.
Audrey: [laughs] That isn't true. Tell him, Jim.
Jim: Uh...
Mandy: Like he can say anything now that you put him on the spot.
Audrey: He isn't on the spot. He is a grown man. Speak. [Jim is silent]
Mandy: Stop bossing him around. He will speak when he wants to.
Georgie: You want to get some popcorn?
Audrey: Oh, please, I've been married to the man for 35 years...
Jim: Yeah.
Audrey: ...I know what he wants.
Mandy: Maybe what he wants is for you to get off his back.
Audrey: Oh, look who's an expert on marriage after one whole month.