Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Okay, Missy, the first thing we're gonna do is test your problem-solving ability.
Missy: Okay.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: You ready?
Missy: I just have one question.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: What's that?
Missy: Do you always wear your hair up?
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Uh, well, usually at work, yes.
Missy: I bet it looks cute down.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Thank you. Okay, you're all set.
Missy: Is that camera gonna be on?
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Yes.
Missy: Can you move it over to that side?
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Why?
Missy: If I've learned one thing from school picture day, it's that I look better from that side.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Sure, I'll move it.
Missy: Okay. And bring it a little closer.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: How's that?
Missy: Great.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Okay. Whenever you're ready.
Missy: Wait. Do I have any Oreos in my teeth?
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: No. Ready to start?
Missy: One last thing. Did you ever think of wearing that white coat with a belt?
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: No.
Missy: You should. 'Cause you have a very nice figure, and it's lost in there.

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.

Sheldon: Is Mom okay?
George: How the heck should I know?
Missy: She left. You can say "hell."

Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Have you always been that way?
Missy: I guess so. I think when you're on your own a lot, you get good at seeing that kind of stuff.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Really?
Missy: My dad does football with my older brother, so they're like a team. And my mom and meemaw spend all their time fussing over Sheldon, so they're like a team, too.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: So no one's on your team?
Missy: Nope. It's just me.

Sheldon: A lion sitting in a chair, holding a pipe.
Dr. Edward Pilson: Good. But what do you think is on his mind?
Sheldon: How should I know? Maybe he's wondering why he's posing for a silly picture instead of eating a gazelle.

Meemaw: You're not gonna get much out of Fred and Wilma here. Why don't you just get crackin' on the kids?

Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Have you always been that way?
Missy: I guess so. I think when you're on your own a lot, you get good at seeing that kind of stuff.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: Really?
Missy: My dad does football with my older brother, so they're like a team. And my mom and meemaw spend all their time fussing over Sheldon, so they're like a team, too.
Dr. Sandra Thorpe: So no one's on your team?
Missy: Nope. It's just me.