Mary: Excuse me, Mr. Nguyen?
Le Nguyen: Yes?
Mary: Hi, you don't know me. I'm Sheldon's mother.
Le Nguyen: Ah, the smart boy.
Mary: Yes, the smart boy.
Le Nguyen: You are lucky. To have a smart son is a great joy. I do not have that joy.
Mary: Oh, I'm sure that's not true.

Le Nguyen: So what is the problem with this game?
Mary: The problem is, it goes against the teachings of the church.
Le Nguyen: All right. Listen to me. A problem is starving to death in a Communist reeducation camp. A problem is not seeing your family for many years while you remove land mines from the Ho Chi Minh trail. A game boys play with make-believe demons, not a problem.

Mary: Well I think they can all be problems.
Trang Nguyen: [in Vietnamese] Just agree with her and she'll go away!
Le Nguyen: I'm sorry, I agree with you. I will talk to Tam.
Mary: Oh, good. Thank you. Well, bye. Nice meeting you.

Mary: Anyway, I'm sorry to drag you into this, but it is demons, so it's in your purview.
Pastor Jeff: It is indeed. In fact, at a recent Young Baptist Leaders Conference, I attended a seminar on satanic leisure activities.
Mary: And?
Pastor Jeff: And the important lesson is, rather than have a parent or authority figure take the offending game away, let God remove it, root and stem.
Meemaw: Question, PJ. Uh, how's the big guy do that?
Pastor Jeff: Simple, Sheldon needs to start attending Sunday school. If he likes books with demons and devils, I've got one that will blow his mind.
George Sr.: What book is that?
Mary: The Bible, George.
George Sr.: Sure, yeah.

Adult Sheldon: My mother didn't believe in elves, fairies, or dragons. But she did believe in the devil. And she did not view him as an appropriate playmate for her son.

Ira Rosenbloom: So, Sheldon, you hungry? You want a nosh?
Sheldon: I don't know, I've never eaten a nosh.
Ira Rosenbloom: (chuckling) Uh, no, a nosh isn't a thing, it's a never mind. Um, would you care for some hard candy?
Sheldon: Are they kosher?
Ira Rosenbloom: Who are you, my mother?