Mary: Hi, Jim.
Jim: Hey, Mary. Good to see you. You looking for some tires?
Mary: Actually, I'm looking for your wife.
Jim: Oh. You're not gonna yell at her again, are you?
Mary: No, no.
Jim: Okay, you sure about that? 'Cause I wouldn't mind seeing it.

Georgie: Yeah, life would be so much easier if they just realized how alike they are.
Jim: Don't say that. Don't ever say that.
Georgie: We're alone in a closet. You said I could speak my mind.
Jim: Yeah, yeah, but not that.
Georgie: So where?
Jim: Nowhere. They, uh... they'll know.

Jim: Why are you arguing with her?
Georgie: What? I was just trying to be a good husband, and take Mandy's side.
Jim: Okay, you know a great time to take Mandy's side? When you're alone with Mandy. And when you're with Audrey...
Georgie: Take Audrey's side.
Jim: Okay, there's hope for you. When you're alone with me in a closet, feel free to speak your mind.
Georgie: Seems a little complicated.
Jim: Oh, it is.

Jim: I got you beat. My brother William... [whispers] He's a Democrat. He voted for Mondale.
George: Aw, I'm so sorry.
Jim: Mm. Actually, feels good to talk about it. [Audrey pats Jim's hand]

Audrey: Mary. We're so sorry.
Mary: Thank you.
Jim: Well, I didn't know him long, but, uh, I loved that guy.
Georgie: [nods] He felt like y'all were long-lost friends.
Jim: [voice breaking] Oh, here we go.
Mandy: Come on, let's get you some Kleenex.

Mary: I just wanted to drop off an invitation to Mandy's baby shower.
Jim: Oh. Well, that's- that's real kind of you.
Mary: And George is hoping that you'll come over and watch the game with him and Georgie.
Jim: Huh. Well, that sounds like fun.
Mary: And your son is welcome, too.
Jim: All right, well, you know, Connor ain't all that much into football or baseball. [chuckles] Or, shoot, anything with a ball, really.
Mary: Well, if you do come, I know that George is making brisket.
Jim: Brisket and football? [chuckles] Well, you drive a hard bargain.

Georgie: Georgie. [shakes Connor's hand] Oh, you got some paint on you. Been doing some work around the house?
Jim: [stifled chuckle] No.
Connor: I'm a painter.
Jim: Yeah, yeah, he's always in his room painting stuff, until you ask him to paint the garage. [Jim and George laugh]
Connor: You're hilarious.

Mary: [enters] Hey. Oh, how we doing?
Mandy: I'm all right. [Mary sighs] Are you all right?
Mary: I'm fine. Just fine.
Audrey: Fine? Looked like your husband was gonna punch out that guy in the waiting room.
Meemaw: What happened?
Mary: When did you get here?
Meemaw: Earlier. So, who did George almost punch?
Jim: Some little fella with a mustache. [Mary flashes an ashamed look to her mother]

Mandy: [groans]
Jim: Okay, hang in there, baby, you're doing great.
Audrey: What did I just tell you?
Jim: I don't know what else to say.

Mandy: You're awful quiet tonight.
Georgie: Oh, just work stuff.
Jim: Huh, I wouldn't have thought running a laundromat would be all that stressful.
[As Georgie and Mandy share a look, a flashback shows the gambling machines]
Mandy: Well, Dad, you run your own business. You know what it's like dealing with the public.
Jim: That I do. Actually, I had a guy the other day came in returning a set of tires I sold him a year ago, way past warranty. Put up quite a stink, too.
Georgie: How'd you handle it?
Jim: Gave him a new set of tires. I mean, I lost a couple bucks, but got a customer for life.
Georgie: Smart. I could learn a lot from you.
Jim: Well, you can learn a lot from your father, too.
Georgie: Hmm. All right, what you got, big man?
George: Uh, well... [telephone rings]
Mandy: Saved by the bell.

George: Jim, it's your wife.
Jim: [takes the phone] Hi, honey. I am sorry, I lost track of time. I was playing with the baby, who, I got to tell you, looks more and more like you every day... Okey-dokey, I will be right home. Five minutes. Gotta go. [exits]

Mandy: Mom around?
Jim: Why?
Mandy: I'm not looking for a fight. I just have a wedding update.
Jim: Mm, sounds like fighting words to me.
Mandy: Dad.
Jim: Audrey! Mandy's here. She says she's not looking for a fight.
Audrey: [enters] Hello, Amanda.
Mandy: Hi, Mom.
Jim: [shivers] Just get chilly in here or what? [laughs]

Jim: It's okay. I get to walk my daughter down the aisle. Can't put a price on that.
George: Mm. Yeah. I was real happy to hear Mandy and her mom are getting along.
Jim: Oh, me, too. You know, I wouldn't say this to either of 'em, but they're both a little, uh...
George: Willful?
Jim: Sure, let's go with willful.

Jim: This is delicious.
George: Mm. You should've tried it two days ago.
Jim: [chuckles] I wanted to. But, instead, we left. [laughs; stops after he looks at Audrey]

Georgie: I can't believe they gave us the train car.
Mandy: Well, my dad slipped the conductor five bucks.
Georgie: Classy.
Jim: So, what are you thinking? Couple buckets of spaghetti for the table?
George: Sure. Y-Yeah... and we're gonna split the tab. [Audrey elbows Jim]
Jim: It's all right, I got it.
George: Uh, Jim, come on.
Audrey: We didn't pay for a wedding, we can spring for some spaghetti.
Jim: I-In a bucket.
Audrey: We know.