Mary: [enters] Hey. Oh, how we doing?
Mandy: I'm all right. [Mary sighs] Are you all right?
Mary: I'm fine. Just fine.
Audrey: Fine? Looked like your husband was gonna punch out that guy in the waiting room.
Meemaw: What happened?
Mary: When did you get here?
Meemaw: Earlier. So, who did George almost punch?
Jim: Some little fella with a mustache. [Mary flashes an ashamed look to her mother]

Mary: Hi, Jim.
Jim: Hey, Mary. Good to see you. You looking for some tires?
Mary: Actually, I'm looking for your wife.
Jim: Oh. You're not gonna yell at her again, are you?
Mary: No, no.
Jim: Okay, you sure about that? 'Cause I wouldn't mind seeing it.

Mary: I just wanted to drop off an invitation to Mandy's baby shower.
Jim: Oh. Well, that's- that's real kind of you.
Mary: And George is hoping that you'll come over and watch the game with him and Georgie.
Jim: Huh. Well, that sounds like fun.
Mary: And your son is welcome, too.
Jim: All right, well, you know, Connor ain't all that much into football or baseball. [chuckles] Or, shoot, anything with a ball, really.
Mary: Well, if you do come, I know that George is making brisket.
Jim: Brisket and football? [chuckles] Well, you drive a hard bargain.

George Jr.: Georgie. [shakes Connor's hand] Oh, you got some paint on you. Been doing some work around the house?
Jim: [stifled chuckle] No.
Connor: I'm a painter.
Jim: Yeah, yeah, he's always in his room painting stuff, until you ask him to paint the garage. [Jim and George laugh]
Connor: You're hilarious.

Mary: Oh, remember today is Sheldon's big database launch party, so we're all very excited.
George Sr.: Yeah, how excited we talking, on a scale of one to ten?
Mary: Uh, I don't know. Six?
Meemaw: Do we have any understanding of what this data thing is?
Mary: Not a clue. [Sheldon enters] Morning, Shelly.
George Sr.: Hey, there's the big guy!
Meemaw: That was about a nine.

Mary: Can I get you breakfast?
Sheldon: I don't know if I can eat. I'm too excited.
Mary: I know. We all are.
Missy: What's going on?
Sheldon: It's your brother's big day.
Meemaw: When isn't it?

Sheldon: Meemaw, are you coming to my party?
Meemaw: I wouldn't miss it.
Mary: Oh, we're gonna leave at 4:00 if you want to ride with us.
Meemaw: No, I have to meet you there. I got a little business I have to take care of.
Sheldon: Oh, if you're getting me a gift, it's not that kind of party. Although I wouldn't say no to a TI-81 graphing calculator.