Sheldon: How does the future not concern you?
Missy: I guess there's stuff I'm looking forward to.
Sheldon: Like what?
Missy: Going on dates?
Sheldon: Boring.
Missy: Driving.
Sheldon: Scary.
Missy: Getting married. Hopefully to Vanilla Ice.
Sheldon: You want to marry a snow cone?

Mary: Bless us, Lord, for the food we are about to receive and bless the hands that prepared it.
Missy: And bless Mom.
Mary: Thank you. Amen.
Missy: Amen.
George Jr.: Amen.
Sheldon: She's the hands that prepared it. Your blessing is redundant.
Mary: Let's eat.

Mary: Why aren't you in school?
Missy: You told me not to punch anyone else, so I left.
Mary: Well... go to your room.

Missy: Movies lie. Punching people hurts.
Sheldon: Try being the punchee.

Danny: I'll say it to your face. Your brother's going to hell.
Missy: No, he's not.
Sheldon: Primarily because hell isn't real.
Danny: My mom said they should kick your whole family out of the church.
Missy: How about I kick your ass.
Danny: I'd like to see you try.
Billy Sparks: How about I help her?
Sheldon: How about I go get Pastor Rob?
Missy: Say one more thing about my family and see what happens.
Danny: Y'all are white trash.
Pastor Rob: [enters] Whoa, what's going on here?
[Missy slugs Danny]

Missy: Hey.
George Sr.: Where were you?
Missy: Talking to Georgie.
Mary: He okay?
Missy: We laughed, we cried. It was nice.

Missy: Just wanted to say I'm really sorry.
George Jr.: Forget it.
Missy: You have so much to deal with right now, and I made it worse.
George Jr.: People are gonna find out eventually.
Missy: Do you think you're gonna get married?
George Jr.: It ain't looking good.
Missy: Do you even want to?
George Jr.: Well, I do like her. And I'm trying to do the right thing. Whatever that is.
Missy: Can't believe you're gonna be a dad.
George Jr.: Join the club.
Missy: Is it weird?
George Jr.: M-More terrifying than weird.
Missy: Yeah?
George Jr.: I don't know what I'm doing. What if I mess this kid up?
Missy: You won't.
George Jr.: You sure? I'm a high school dropout living out in his parents' garage. [voice breaking] Mandy's right to not want me around.
Missy: [crying] No, she's not. She'd be lucky to have you. So will the baby.
George Jr.: Don't make me cry more.
Missy: Sorry. That's the last nice thing I'll ever say to you.

Mary: Okay, yes, your... [George sighs] Your brother's gonna have a baby.
Sheldon: With whom?
Mary: Her name is Mandy.
Missy: Ooh, she's the one that's older than him.
Sheldon: How much older?
Mary: That's not important.
Missy: That means a lot.
Sheldon: Thank you.

Mary: Family meeting now.
George Sr.: I'll leave you to it.
Mary: George!
George Sr.: Fudge.

Sheldon: We want to know what's going on.
Missy: And we know it has something to do with a baby.
Sheldon: And we know it's not yours.
Missy: So whose is it?
Mary: This is a private matter, and it does not concern you. [Mary looks to George, who nods his approval]
Missy: It's Georgie.
Mary: You don't know that.
Missy: It all makes sense. You were talking with him in the garage the other night.
Sheldon: And word on the street is he's sexually active.
Missy: Ew. So, who's preggers?
Sheldon: Yes, who?

Missy: I have new information.
Sheldon: What is it?
Missy: I heard them talking about a baby.
Sheldon: Oh, my.
Missy: You know what that means.
Sheldon: Mom's pregnant.
Missy: Exactly.

Mary: Thanks, Brenda, I really appreciate it. Oh, nothing major, just, um, some family stuff that we need to talk about and it'd be better if the kids weren't here. Great, I'll send 'em over at 6:00?
Okay. [hangs up]
Missy: Where are we going?
Mary: [gasps] Don't be sneaking up on me.
Missy: I wasn't sneaking. Where are we going?
Mary: Brenda invited you and your brother over to dinner with Billy tonight.
Missy: Why?
Mary: Because they're nice people!
Missy: Wow. Take a pill. [Mary groans]

Missy: Where's Mom and Dad?
Sheldon: I don't know. I just got home and no one's here.
Missy: You sure?
Sheldon: It's a tiny house and Dad's a big guy.
Missy: Thanks for the heads-up.
Sheldon: Where are you going?
Missy: To watch R-rated movies until they get back, doy.

[When Missy doesn't respond as Sheldon knocks on her door while she sings along to "Achy Breaky Heart", Sheldon leans in and grabs a plush toy from Missy's bed and throws it at her head]
Missy: What are you doing?
Sheldon: It felt weird coming in without being invited.
Missy: That's because everything you do is weird.

Missy: [enters] I am never doing that again.
Mary: Is the baby okay?
Missy: Yeah.
George Jr.: What's going on?
Missy: Babies are the worst. That's what's going on.
Mary: She babysat for the first time.
Missy: And the last time.
George Jr.: Oh, I'm sure it wasn't that bad.
Missy: Look at this. Food, powder, vomit, pee. You don't want to know.
Mary: You should have called me.
Missy: When? I didn't have a minute to myself. You were so right.
Mary: Well, it's not about me being right.
Missy: I need a shower and a bath. Never again! [exits]
Mary: You okay?
George Jr.: [voice quavers] Uh-huh.
Missy: [o.s.] Never again!

Missy: I'm going to Pastor Jeff's.
Mary: Oh, uh, okay. Good luck. Call if you need anything.
Missy: Yeah.
Mary: You know, I was thinking, if you want, you could bring the baby here. That could be fun.
Missy: To a house that isn't babyproofed? That seems irresponsible. [walks off]
Mary: Uh-huh.

Missy: Why don't you trust me?
Mary: Because you can't even remember to take out the trash.
Missy: I remember. I just don't do it. And for your information, Pastor Jeff hired me to babysit this Friday.
Mary: He did?
Missy: He did.
Mary: Okay. But if you need any help, if you run into any problems whatsoever, I am right next door and I want you to call me.
Missy: I'll be fine.
Mary: Missy...
Missy: Okay! Look, I'm taking out the trash.
Mary: I just put that bag in.
Missy: There's no pleasing you.

Missy: [on the phone] Pastor Jeff, this is Missy Cooper.
Pastor Jeff: Hey there, Missy. What can I do for you?
Missy: This is about what I can do for you.
Pastor Jeff: Okay.
Missy: How would you and your wife like a night away from the baby? Maybe a movie? I hear Beethoven's funny. It's about a big dumb dog.
Pastor Jeff: Are you offering to babysit?
Missy: Yes, I am.
Pastor Jeff: 'Cause I asked your mom about it a while back, and she said you weren't interested.
Missy: Oh, really? Well, she's wrong.
Pastor Jeff: Fantastic. How's Friday at 6:00?
Missy: Perfect.
Pastor Jeff: See you then. What was the name of that dog movie again?
Missy: Beethoven. And it's PG, so God's cool with it.

Missy: Do you think Pastor Jeff will let me babysit for him?
Mary: I don't know. Their baby isn't even a year old yet.
Missy: Heather M. got ten bucks, and all she did was watch MTV while her cousin slept. [scoffs] What a scam.
Mary: It's not always that easy.
Missy: They lay there like a lump. How hard can it be? [Mary sighs] Will you please just ask Pastor Jeff?
Mary: I... I don't think you're gonna like it.
Missy: You don't think I'm responsible enough.
Mary: All I said was I don't think you're gonna like it.
Missy: I don't like homework, but I do it.
Mary: I have seen your homework. Is that how you're gonna take care of a baby?
Missy: Math is harder than babies.

Missy: Here you go. There's an article about what your lip gloss flavor says about you. I'm sweet and fun like a strawberry.
Sheldon: I don't care.