Meemaw: I know this is hard for everyone. It's certainly hard for me. But no one... is more upset with George's passing than the Lone Star Beer company. That flag is at half-mast. [laughter] On the other hand, there's a lot of cows out there that are breathing a sigh of relief. As the king of brisket has put down his fork and ridden off into the sunset. [laughter] And, uh, I'll tell you something...
Missy: Why are they laughing at Dad?
Georgie: 'Cause they love him.
Meemaw: ...that I always kind of kept to myself, but... I wasn't always a big supporter of George and Mary being an item. As a matter of fact, whenever he came to visit, I would always invite Mary's slutty friend Janice over, hoping to catch his interest. [laughter] Hey, Janice. Thanks for coming. You're a doll. [Dale looks back] Anyway... George only had eyes for Mary. And of course brisket. [laughter] And over the years, he surely earned my respect. He was a good man. [voice breaking] And I will always be proud... to call him my son.

Pastor Jeff: Before our final prayer, would anyone else like to say a few words?
Mary: Missy? [Missy shakes her head] Shelly?
[Sheldon stands up and walks up to the microphone]
Sheldon: I've been thinking a lot about the last moments I had with my dad. It was morning, and he was leaving for work. He said, "See y'all later." And I said nothing. I regret that. I could have said "bye" or asked him for a ride. Or told him that I loved him. But I didn't. I barely noticed he left. So many times that I didn't notice my father. I hope he knew how much I loved him.
Adult Sheldon: I wish I could tell you I said all those things. But I didn't.
Mary: Shelly? [Sheldon shakes his head] [Mary shakes her head to Pastor Jeff]
Pastor Jeff: Let's bow our heads in prayer.
All: Our Father, who is in heaven, hallowed be Your name...
Adult Sheldon: For a long time, I focused on my father's shortcomings. Now that I'm his age and have kids of my own, I realize he was just a person doing the best he could, and he did a lot. I didn't say it at his funeral, but I can say it now. I loved my father. I will miss him forever.

Mary: Missy, if you want a minute with Dad before they close the casket, now's the time. [Missy looks unsure] It's okay if you don't.
Mary: I have to. [Missy stands up and walks up to her father's casket]
[flashback:]
George: Here, let me help you with that. Okay.
Missy: [eats] Holy moly.
George: It's good, huh?
Missy: Unbelievable.
George: I'll leave you to it.
Missy: No, sit with me.
George: Okay.
[present:]
Missy: [crying] Thank you for that. Thank you for everything. [sniffles] I love you.

Pastor Jeff: And now George's loving wife Mary would like to say a few words. Mary.
Mary: Thank you, Pastor Jeff. Um... [clears throat] I met George in high school. Well, I was in high school. He was an older man with a motorcycle. [light laughter] I'd like to tell you he caught my eye, but actually it was the motorcycle. [laughter] [voice breaking] I'm sorry, I can't... do this. I am... so angry. [sighs] George and I had our ups and downs, but we were finally in such a good place, and then he... left. [crying] He left all of us. I- How could you do that? [Meemaw stands up] I am so mad at him. I'm mad at God, I'm mad at myself for not trying harder while he was here. [Meemaw goes up to Mary] This wasn't supposed to happen. [Mary sobs] [Meemaw hugs Mary] [Georgie hugs a crying Missy]

Mary: You really didn't want to take that family portrait, did you? [kisses her hand and places it on George's forehead] See you later.

[fantasy:]
George: See y'all later.
Mary: 4:00.
Sheldon: Dad, wait.
George: Yeah?
Sheldon: I love you.
George: I love you, too, son.

Mary: How did you get through Dad's funeral?
Meemaw: You're gonna think less of me.
Mary: I won't.
Meemaw: I drank tequila and smoked a marijuana cigarette.
Mary: Oh, Mom.
Meemaw: Don't knock it till you try it.

[fantasy:]
George: See y'all later.
Mary: 4 o'clock.
Sheldon: Dad, wait.
George: Yeah?
Sheldon: I have been, and always shall be, your friend.
George: Live long and prosper.
[George gives Sheldon the Vulcan salute, which Sheldon returns. George gives Sheldon a subtle nod and maintains eye contact as he leaves.]

Sheldon: [enters] That's my spot.
Dale: Oh, sorry. [moves over] Here, have a seat.
Sheldon: I don't want to sit there, that's just my spot.

Coach Wilkins: [supressing sobs] Just miss him, you know? [blows nose]
Mary: I do.
Coach Wilkins: I used to... I used to mess with him by telling him he was my best white friend, you know. But... but the truth is that he was my best friend.
Mary: And you were his.
Coach Wilkins: Oh, that's nice to know. I'm not helping, am I?
Mary: That's okay. Are you hungry? We've got lots of food.
Coach Wilkins: [blows his nose] Yeah, I-I could eat.
Mary: Hope you like casserole.
Coach Wilkins: I do like casserole.

Meemaw: Anyway, you want to read me what you got?
Mary: [exhales] Uh... [sighs] "George was a good husband, a good father and a good coach."
Meemaw: Keep going.
Mary: No, that's all I got.
Meemaw: Oh. Short and sweet. Leave 'em wanting more.
Mary: I don't know how to do this.
Meemaw: Oh, honey, why would you?

Mary: [sighs] I'll have you know that I took a couple of puffs my senior year of high school.
Meemaw: The devil's lettuce?!
Mary: George gave it to me.
Meemaw: I knew he was a bad influence. [chuckles]
Mary: It was the night before he shipped out to Vietnam. And we snuck into my bedroom and we...
you know.
Meemaw: Mary Tucker.
Mary: [laughs] I wanted to make sure he knew what he was fighting for.
Meemaw: See, that's a story you should tell at the service.
Mary: In my church, in front of my children?
Meemaw: It's patriotic.

Meemaw: And listen, if you can't think of anything complimentary to say, just make stuff up. Nobody's gonna call you on it.
Mary: Sheldon will.
Meemaw: Yeah. Sheldon will. [laughs]

Georgie: When I quit the football team, I thought my dad was gonna kill me. And then, when I quit high school, I really thought he was gonna kill me. Then, when I got my girlfriend pregnant... I was sure he was gonna kill me. But as you can see, he didn't. No matter what I did, he always had my back. I love you, Dad.

Adult Sheldon: I wasn't always as emotionally intelligent as I am today. For example, when my father died, I was flummoxed by all the different ways people expressed grief. My mother threw herself into religion. My meemaw turned to a different kind of spirit. My brother tried to fill the vacuum created by my father's passing.
Georgie: $3,500? You do realize we're talking about the beloved head coach of a winning football team? There's an argument...
Adult Sheldon: And then there's all the friends and neighbors who expressed their grief with food.
[montage:]
Brenda Sparks: I made you a casserole.
June: I made you a casserole.
Audrey: I made you a casserole.
Peg: I bought you a casserole.