Georgie: [inner monologue] My dearest Veronica-
[out loud] No.
[inner monologue] My beloved Veronica-
[out loud] Better. It's got "love" in it.
[inner monologue] Every minute I'm away from you is an eternity. But it feels longer than that.
I can't eat, I can't sleep, it's like there's a hole in my heart that only your love can fill.
[out loud] So true.
[inner monologue] And yes, I know about Dustin, but he can't love you the way I do. Because my love is the kind of love that is true love. The kind that lovers feel when they're in love.
[out loud] Beautiful.
[inner monologue] So in conclusion, I hope, no, I pray, I hope and pray that you'll give me the chance to be the boyfriend you deserve. And when the time is right, I'm able to shower you with diamonds, houses, boats, and cars, the husband of your dreams. Loving you with my heart, my soul, and my lips, Georgie Cooper.

Georgie: Maybe you should go across the street and apologize.
George: I can't do that.
Georgie: Why not?
George: 'Cause if I do, it sets a bad precedent.
Georgie: What's Nixon got to do with it?
George: What?
Georgie: You said "bad president," like Nixon. You know, this guy.

Georgie: What are you doing?
George: Separating the whites from the colors.
Georgie: Whoa, that's racist.

Missy: Do you believe in God?
Georgie: Yeah.
Missy: But in the Bible, he does all kinds of mean stuff. If he's good, why would he do that?
Georgie: Maybe he just wants to show he's in charge. Hulk Hogan's nice, but in the ring, he will mess you up.
Missy: That's either really smart or really stupid.
Georgie: That's what I do.
Missy: Do you ever wonder if it's all made-up?
Georgie: Look, this is Texas. We like football. We like God. And beef. Beef's up there, too.
Missy: But how do you know there's a God?
Georgie: See that girl dancing in them shorts? There's a God.

Dr. John Sturgis: Hello, my little vicuña.
Meemaw: [chuckles] Well, hello to you, too. And more importantly, what is a vicuña?
Dr. John Sturgis: Only what I feel is the cutest camelid on the planet.
Meemaw: Well, I suppose I could ask you what a camelid is, but you're just gonna say more words that I don't know.

Dr. John Sturgis: Connie, I believe I have answers to all your questions.
Meemaw: Lay it on me.
Dr. John Sturgis: Time: the event begins at 6:00 p.m. The dress code is: business attire. Dinner will be served, but it's been suggested that we eat first, because the food is dreadful.
Meemaw: Good to know.
Dr. John Sturgis: And last but not least, a camelid is any member of the camelidae family, such as llamas, alpacas or vicuñas. You didn't ask that one, but, uh, it seemed like something you should know.

Sheldon: Why are you eating cereal for dinner?
Billy Sparks: I was hungry, and my parents are in their bedroom kissing.