Dr. John Sturgis: I read it as well. I found it quite compelling. A planet that only experiences nightfall once every 2,000 years.
Dr. Linkletter: And once it does, it drives everyone mad. Brilliant.
Sheldon: I found the tension between the scientists and the religious cultists reminiscent of some dinnertime conversations at my house. [laughter]
Dr. John Sturgis: What did you think, Connie?
Meemaw: Eh...
Sheldon: You didn't like it?
Meemaw: I don't need a story set on some outer space planet to tell me that people freak out about change.
Dr. Linkletter: Interesting.
Meemaw: People lost it when women started wearing pants and getting jobs. Everybody just overreacts to everything.

Sheldon: I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.
Meemaw: Not exactly.
Sheldon: Why?
Meemaw: Why? After Frick and Frack found out I was single, they got all weird.
Sheldon: What do you mean? All they did was discuss Asimov.
Meemaw: Sure. Maybe I misread the situation.

Meemaw: You look like crap.
Mary: Thanks.
Meemaw: You go out drinking last night?
Mary: Of course not.
Meemaw: 'Cause when I look that bad, I been out drinkin'.

Mary: [sighs] Pastor Jeff is right next door. Maybe I should invite him to join us.
George: Why?
Mary: So we can bring God into the conversation.
Meemaw: God let her get pregnant. I think He's done enough.

Meemaw: So, Mandy, your people from around here?
Mandy: Uh, Oklahoma originally.
Meemaw: Well, we won't hold it against you. [laughs]

Mary: [answers phone] Hello?
Meemaw: Heads up. The twins were just here, and they were asking a bunch of questions.
Mary: You didn't tell them, did you?
Meemaw: No, but they know there's a baby in the mix. [chuckles] Actually, they thought you were having it.
Mary: Oh, Lord.
Meemaw: Yeah. Anyway, they're gonna be there any minute. Have fun. [hangs up] [Mary exhales]
George: [exhales] What now?
Sheldon: [door opens] [o.s.] We're home.
Missy: [o.s.] And we want answers.
Mary: That.

Meemaw: She ducking your calls?
Georgie: Seems like it.
Meemaw: Well, you understand why she might not want to talk to you.
Georgie: Yes, I know. I'm trying to make up for it.
Meemaw: This might be one of those things you just can't make up for.
Georgie: Ain't fair.
Meemaw: You better do some growing up fast, 'cause "fair" left the building the second you yanked your pants down.
Georgie: Thanks for making me feel worse.
Meemaw: Anytime.

Mandy: So, I told my folks about the baby.
Meemaw: And?
Mandy: They told me I'm on my own. They want nothing to do with me.
Meemaw: Sorry. Give it a minute, they still might come around.
Mandy: I didn't even get to the part where the father's 17 years old.
Meemaw: Something fun for next time.

Meemaw: When Mary told me she was pregnant, I reacted pretty much the same way that your folks did. Not my finest moment.
Mandy: Let me guess, they got married and suddenly you were okay with it.
Meemaw: Hell no. I didn't want my daughter to marry that fat dumbass. I shouldn't have said that. He got fat later.
Mandy: I'd laugh, but my mom gained 70 pounds when she had my little brother.

Georgie: Where you going?
Meemaw: I got stuff to do.
Georgie: Like what?
Meemaw: Just stuff.
Georgie: Well, can you stop and get me something to eat?
Meemaw: No.
Georgie: Why not?
Meemaw: 'Cause I got stuff to do.
Georgie: Which you won't tell me.
Meemaw: 'Cause it's none of your damn business.
Georgie: Is it illegal?
Meemaw: I'm not gonna play this game with you, Georgie.
Georgie: Just give me the first letter.
Meemaw: Goodbye.

Meemaw: What the hell are you doing?
Georgie: Making extra money.
Meemaw: Are you crazy? You're gonna get us all arrested.
Georgie: You're paying off the cops, ain't you?
Meemaw: For gambling. You start selling liquor without a license, you're asking for trouble.
Georgie: I'm having a baby. I need cash.
Meemaw: Well, think of something else.
Georgie: Well, can I have a raise?
Meemaw: Are you selling that or drinking it?

Georgie: Hey, if we can't sell beer, what about cigarettes? We could make money and keep people from leaving to go buy more.
Meemaw: That's not a bad idea.
Georgie: I could go down to Walmart, buy some cartons. We could mark 'em up like crazy.
Meemaw: Mm-hmm. Reminds me of when I was young and we used to go down across the border and get 'em cheap in Mexico.
Georgie: How cheap?
Meemaw: Well, between the taxes and the peso, practically nothing. [chuckles]
Georgie: Let's do that.
Meemaw: I'm not driving to Mexico.
Georgie: I don't need you. I'll go. Where do I go?
Meemaw: I'm not telling you.
Georgie: Why?
Meemaw: 'Cause you're dumb in this country. God knows what you are anywhere else.
Georgie: Fine. I'll just head south and see where it takes me.
Meemaw: I'm impressed you knew it was south.

Meemaw: Once we hit 281, it's a straight shot to the border.
Georgie: It's all crazy.
Meemaw: What is?
Georgie: A year ago I had nothing to worry about. I had no idea how good I had it.
Meemaw: [laughs] Well, what if a year from now it's a disaster, and this looks good?
Georgie: That's not helping.
Meemaw: Oh, relax, someday you'll be my age, your kids'll be grown up, all be good again.
Georgie: But that's, like, 50 years from now.
Meemaw: Yeah, I waited a long time for it. So quit your bitching.

Georgie: You see what I see?
Meemaw: What?
Georgie: An open window.
Meemaw: You want to make a run for it?
Georgie: You got a better plan?
Meemaw: Yes. You shutting up.

Meemaw: How 'bout... when we get home... I make it up to ya?
Dale: Now, hold on. You want to... you want to wipe out a $2500, debt with one roll in the hay?
Meemaw: Are you saying I'm not worth it?
Dale: I'm saying it's a lot of money.
Meemaw: Never mind. Offer's off the table.
Dale: No, no, no, wait a minute. Hang on.
Meemaw: Too late. Too late.
Dale: Hey, I was thinking a fair price would be... $500 a roll.
Meemaw: Well, isn't that what a girl wants to hear?
Dale: Seemed fair to me.