Mary: I can't believe the last thing we did was yell at her.
George Sr.: Now, don't go blaming yourself.
Mary: Uh, I was blaming both of us.

Sheldon: Regardless, I'm not interested in making any more friends.
Mary: Oh, I don't think that's how you really feel.
Sheldon: It is. From now on, it's a hermit's life for me.
Mary: I bet, when you grow up, you will be surrounded by lots of smart, wonderful friends.
Sheldon: I can't see that happening.

Sheldon: Mom, when should I be expecting my testicles?
Woman: [turns around] What is wrong with him?
Mary: Nothing is wrong with him. Now turn around before I knock your lights out.
Sheldon: Hello.

Mary: Sheldon Lee Cooper, if you don't finish that pork chop, I swear I will chew it up and spit it in your mouth like a mama bird.
Missy: Do it, Mom. Do it.

Missy: Hi, uh, ten dollars on pump, uh... whichever that one is.
Cashier: Ain't you young to be driving?
Missy: Oh, I'm just pumping gas for my dad. He's in the bathroom. Might be a while.
Cashier: [scoffs] Been there.

Missy: I'm on pump number three. You?
Customer: Two.
Missy: Nice.

Paige: [answers phone] Hello?
Missy: Hey, it's Missy. I stole my dad's truck, I'm running away. Want to come?
Paige: You're running away? Sounds dangerous.
Missy: Oh, um... well, my dad taught me how to drive and...
Paige: I'm messing with you. Come and get me.