Missy: So, are you gonna be mad at me forever?
George: No, not forever. But I'm not gonna be done anytime soon.
Missy: Okay, look, I know I'm grounded and I'm missing spring break, and I totally deserve it.
George: There better not be a "but."
Missy: There isn't. However... I need to catch up on 90210 because everyone will be talking about it Monday, and if I miss it, I might as well not even go back to school.
George: Too bad.
Missy: Come on, even prisoners get to go out to the yard for an hour a day.
George: [sighs] Fair enough. There's the yard. Knock yourself out.

George: Well, whichever one it was, I'm on your side. Screw Brenda.
Mary: You don't even know what happened.
George: You're right. Sorry. What happened?
Mary: Well, Brenda was being overly nice, which really rubbed me the wrong way, so I tore her head off.
George: Well, I don't see what choice you had.
Mary: George, don't.
George: What? I'm on your side.
Mary: Why do I even tell you anything? [walks off]
George: Love you!

George: So what job you goin' for?
Mandy: Channel 7's looking for a new weather girl.
George: Oh, yeah, she said she quit because she was getting married. Rumor is she got knocked up. [chuckles] ... [inhales] Which is exciting.

Sheldon: I have the opportunity to participate in a prestigious summer program at the University of Heidelberg.
Mary: Sheldon, I don't...
Sheldon: I know that you're probably gonna say that I'm too young or it's too far away, but please just hear me out.
George: He did bring us snacks.
Mary: Beer is not a snack.

Dr. John Sturgis: I understand your trepidation, but you were also nervous about sending him here, and that turned out fine.
Mary: I suppose, but Germany is just so far away.
George: Well, maybe it'd be good for him. You know... a little independence, nobody babying him. [off Mary's look] What? Germans are a tough-love people.

Missy: Do I get a vote?
Mary: No.
George: Wait, what's your vote?
Missy: Mom goes.
George: You don't get a vote.

George: Look, I've been thinking... we've been making this trip about us, and it should really be about Sheldon.
Mary: I agree.
George: So... maybe he should have some say in who goes with him.
Mary: Why? What've you been telling him?
George: [snorts] Nothing.
Mary: George.
George: [sighs] He might've mentioned he was nervous about the flight, and how great I handled it when we flew to California, so...
Mary: Did he mention it or did you mention it?
George: It's tough to say, really.
Mary: You are unbelievable.

George: Sneaking out of the house? Where did you go?
Missy: Nowhere.
Mary: What were you doing?
Missy: Nothing.
George: Well, you went somewhere and did something.
Mary: Tonya, do you have anything to say?
Tonya: No.
Missy: Why do you believe Sheldon and not me?
George: Because he's a Goody Two-shoes and you stole my truck!

Mary: Should I make her take those off?
George: Why? She's being quiet.
Mary: I'm not gonna see her for months.
George: Well, I got to see her every day. Let me enjoy this.

Missy: Like you never messed up when you were my age?
George: Oh, I messed up plenty. Luckily, the Army straightened me out.
Missy: Maybe you should ship me off to the Army. I'm sure that'll make everyone happy.
George: You know, that's not a bad idea.
Missy: What?
George: Tomorrow morning, you're up at 0600.
Missy: Why?
George: Yard work, cleaning the gutters, then you gonna help me put bars on your bedroom window.
Missy: [scoffs] You can't make me do all that.
George: Hmm. Cute how you think that.
Missy: Why are you trying to ruin my life?
George: That's "Why are you trying to ruin my life, sir".

George: You know, you're welcome to stay with us, long as you need.
Mandy: Thank you.
George: And don't worry, I'm not sticking my granddaughter in the garage. You can have Sheldon's room. Just don't tell Sheldon. Or touch anything.

George: [on the phone with Mary] There's nothing to do. I got it under control.
Missy: Hey, where are the extra sheets?
George: We have extra sheets?
Mary: They're in the linen closet.
George: We have a linen closet?
Mary: Yes!

George: What's wrong with the couch?
Meemaw: Like you'd fit on the couch.
George: Hey.

Georgie: 27 inches. We're living in the future.
Dale: Boy, that color's amazing.
Meemaw: Those Japanese fellas know what they're doing.
Mandy: Why'd Pastor Jeff give this to you?
George: I have no idea.
Dale: You didn't ask him?
George: Didn't care.

George: Jim.
Jim: Hey, sorry to just drop by, but I found some of Mandy's old baby stuff. Figured I'd bring it over.
George: Yeah, well, Mandy's not here. She took the baby for a check-up, but you're welcome to wait. Have a beer, watch the Astros.
Jim: A beer in the middle of the afternoon? Your wife okay with that?
George: My wife's in Germany.
Jim: Oh, my.
George: For the whole summer.
Jim: You're living the dream.
George: Mmm. Come on.