George: Hey, Georgie, you have any sentimental attachment to this town?
Georgie: I don't know, why?
George: I'm just curious if, you know, we ever did pick up and live somewhere else, how you'd feel about it.
Georgie: Well, if it was Hawaii, I'd feel pretty great. That's where they make Magnum, P.I.
George: I don't think Hawaii's in the cards.
Georgie: How about Miami?
George: Let me guess, 'cause of Miami Vice?
Georgie: Golden Girls.
George: Course.
Sheldon: Car.
Georgie: I saw this one where Blanche dates this little guy who breaks up with her 'cause she's not Jewish. So good.
George: Forget about Miami and Hawaii and Blanche.

Pastor Jeff: And I also want to welcome George Cooper, who has recently found his way to the Lord.
Georgie: Howdy. Praise Jesus.

Georgie: What can I say? I'm entrepreneurialistic.
Veronica: Is that a word?
Georgie: I don't know. But if you got a lot of money, you get to make stuff up.

Georgie: What do you want?
Sheldon: I was hoping you could help me build up my leg muscles to increase my speed.
Georgie: If you don't want people chasing you, be less annoying.

Georgie: "Have a great summer. Georgie". Normally I'd write, "Have a bitchin' summer", but I figured you wouldn't like that.
Sheldon: I wouldn't.

Georgie: Remember, the smart cheater gets some answers wrong.

Meemaw: What's going on with you?
Georgie: Just trying to stay busy. Keep my mind off the fact that the mother of my child doesn't want me around.
Mary: Oh, honey, I'm sorry.
Georgie: Hey. Maybe you could put in a good word for me.
Meemaw: And what would that word be?
Georgie: Take your pick. Dependable. Hardworking. Trustworthy. Sexy.
Mary: Georgie.
Georgie: You're right. Sexy's how I got into this pickle.

Mandy: Okay, we got diapers, wipes, change of clothes, bottles, binkies, bibs.
Georgie: And we got your boobs, so we're set on food.
Mandy: Okay, please don't bring my boobs up when we're at my parents' house.
Georgie: Well, what if it comes up naturally?
Mandy: It won't.

George: It's nothing like that. I got a job offer from Rice.
Georgie: A-Roni?
George: University.
Georgie: You can understand the mistake.

Sheldon: We're going to jail.
Missy: Georgie's going to jail. I'm saying I was kidnapped.
Sheldon: That's a good plan. You and I were kidnapped.
Georgie: If I'm going to jail, we're all going to jail.

Meemaw: You sure you're not jealous 'cause your little brother's moving up in the world?
Georgie: Hey, I got plans of my own.
Meemaw: Do tell.
Georgie: Soon as I graduate high school, I'm gonna be a professional male model.
Meemaw: That is hilarious.
Georgie: What? I'm good-lookin'.
Meemaw: No, that you think you'll graduate high school.
Missy: The model thing was funny, too.

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.

Vanessa: Where's your brother?
Georgie: Home.
Vanessa: Is he okay?
Georgie: Yeah, he's just- Actually, it's not looking good for him. He might not make it.
Vanessa: Oh, that's terrible.
Georgie: I know. I love him so much. If anything ever happened, I don't know what I'd do.
Vanessa: Aw. [reaches out and holds Georgie's hand, Georgie smiles]

Georgie: Thanks for waking me up.
Mary: I woke you up 40 minutes ago.
Georgie: Well, you didn't do a very good job.

Georgie: What are you doing?
Sheldon: Suppressing my emotions.
Georgie: Oh, yeah? Suppress this. [BELCHES] [BLOWS] [WHISPERS] Hot dogs.