Mary: Well, regardless of what goes on with your parents, we want you to know that we are here for you and the baby, who we will love and cherish.
Mandy: Thank you.
Georgie: Me, too. In fact, if you want, I can go with you to tell your parents.
Mandy: Yeah, and then my father can shoot you. [Georgie laughs] I'm not kidding.

Georgie: Well, I can write you a letter if you want.
Mandy: Please don't.
Georgie: Why not?
Mandy: 'Cause your spelling makes me sad.
Georgie: I can use small words.

Audrey: You know, I was thinking, for your something old, you could wear my veil.
Mandy: You know, Georgie's 11 years younger than me. I-I think I am the something old.
Audrey: [chuckles] Don't worry. When he loses all his hair, he's gonna look way older than you.
Mandy: Aw. Thanks.

Georgie: I know it's a lot.
Mandy: It's amazing. [chuckles]
Georgie: It is?
Mandy: My kid's going to private school. You're going to private school!

Georgie: Okay, in my defense...
Meemaw: You have no defense. You're an idiot.
Georgie: That was a big part of my defense.

Billy Sparks: You like meatloaf?
Missy: Yeah, is that what we're having?
Billy Sparks: No, just making dinner conversation.

Mary: When do we get to sit down with her and talk this through?
Georgie: Ah, yeah, here's the thing about that: she ain't real eager to meet y'all.
Mary: Why not?
Meemaw: Did you want to meet George's parents when he knocked you up?
Mary: I was not "knocked up," I was with child. And he's right there. [Georgie waves to Meemaw]