Tam: Hey, Georgie. I saw you talking to Veronica Duncan.
George Jr.: Yeah. So?
Tam: How well do you know her?
George Jr.: Not as well as I'm gonna.

George Jr.: Veronica. Hi.
Veronica: Hey, Georgie.
George Jr.: You-you changed your hair.
Veronica: I did.
George Jr.: It's shorter.
Veronica: It is.
George Jr.: I like it.
Veronica: Thank-thanks.

Mary: All right, now we're reading from Matthew 4. Georgie, why don't you get us started on verse 17?
George Jr.: Me?
Mary: Yes, you.
George Jr.: Oh. Okay. Um, verse 17 [QUIETLY] Verse 17 Give me a minute.
Veronica: Here.
George Jr.: Bless you.

Sheldon: Did you hear that? I did it!
George Jr.: I don't think you did.

Mary: Want to go out and get some ice cream?
George Jr.: I'm watching this.
Mary: Well, when it's over.
George Jr.: Not really.
Mary: Okay. Want to play Monopoly?
George Jr.: I'll let you be the thimble.
Mary: Well, pooh to you. What about the little dog?
George Jr.: Nope.

George Jr.: Lord, please take away my anger toward my stupid brother. My life is hard enough.
Don't let him be president. And while we're talking, Veronica help me out. Encourage her to do something with me she'll regret. Amen.

George Jr.: Hey, Veronica. Let me take your bag.
Veronica: Hi.
Mary: Are you wearing Old Spice?
George Jr.: Don't worry about it.

George Jr.: I emptied out this drawer so you can put your stuff away.
Veronica: Where are your clothes?
George Jr.: I threw most of them out.
Veronica: You didn't have to do that.
George Jr.: It's okay. They were old and full of holes. And it worked out great. I found some firecrackers and a bag full of my baby teeth.

Mary: Thank you, God, for this food we're about to receive, and for the nourishment of our bodies, and bless the hands that prepared it. And an extra special thank-you for allowing us to share our home with our friend Veronica.
All: Amen.
George Jr.: Oh, yeah. That's a big amen on that one.

George Jr.: Hey, what you doin'?
Veronica: Helping your mom with laundry.
George Jr.: Oh, yeah. That's usually my job.

George Jr.: What's he doing here? Y'all getting a divorce?
Mary: No. No, he's just here for dinner.
George Jr.: Oh. Welcome, Your Holiness.

Mary: So, Pastor, are you gonna try and talk things out with Selena?
Pastor Jeff: Well, we're really not on speaking terms, so I'll just be heading back to my office, sleep on the couch.
George Jr.: That's ridiculous. He can stay with us, can't he?
George Sr.: Uh, I guess that'd be okay.
Mary: Of course it would.
Pastor Jeff: Oh. I couldn't possibly impose.
George Jr.: Sure you could. In fact, you can take my room.
Pastor Jeff: Well, y'all are too kind.

Mary: I'm surprised you're here this morning.
George Jr.: Hey. I got to support my pal.

George Sr.: Since when do we get MTV?
George Jr.: Since I got cable.
George Sr.: What do you mean, you got cable?
George Jr.: I called up the cable company and I said, "Hello, I'd like cable," and they put in cable.
George Sr.: I'm not paying for that.
George Jr.: Keep your shirt on. I paid for it.
George Sr.: Is that so?
George Jr.: Yeah, with money I saved from my job.
George Sr.: Well, okay. So do we get any of those movie channels?
George Jr.: Dad, I'm trying to watch the news.

George Jr.: Dad. How would you like to be rich?
George Sr.: Go away.
George Jr.: Aren't you even a little curious?
George Sr.: Does it involve me giving you money?
George Jr.: Yeah, but then I give you more money back.
Missy: How much more?
George Jr.: Way more.
Missy: You got to get in on this.

Phyllis: Okay, 52 Texas snow globes comes to $55.25.
George Jr.: Can't you do any better?
Phyllis: What do you mean?
George Jr.: You're going out of business and I'm buying 'em all. Give me a break.
Phyllis: Okay, $50.
George Jr.: $30.
Phyllis: $40.
George Jr.: $35.
Phyllis: Deal.
George Jr.: No, wait. $32. $33. ... $35.

Mr. Bustifer: What do you want?
George Jr.: I was wondering if you'd like to buy one of th- [Mr. Bustifer slams the door] You didn't even see what I was selling.
Mr. Bustifer: [opening again] What?
George Jr.: Texas snow globes. [door slams shut again] Dang it.

George Jr.: See? It's pretty.
Mrs. Krawcynski: Why would I want that?
George Jr.: Well, um b-b-because it's Texas, and everybody in Texas loves Texas? [door closes] Dang it.

George Jr.: Dad, remember my silly idea?
George Sr.: Yeah.
George Jr.: Guess what? It's snowing. [Georgie throws the money he's earned up in the air]

George Jr.: You sure you're only a freshman? 'Cause you got the sophisticated taste buds of a junior.