Sheldon: Hello, Randall. I would like to apply for a job.
Randall: You would?
Sheldon: Yes. I need to earn money so I can apply to Harvard.
Randall: I thought about going to Harvard, but then I realized The Shack is my passion.

Randall: Sorry, Sheldon. I think it's against company policy to hire little kids.
Sheldon: But people say I'm like an old man all the time.
Randall: Hey, I'm one of 'em, but the answer's still no.

George Jr.: Hey, now that you're treating him like an adult, can I have his allowance?
George Sr.: That allowance is for chores, which you already don't do.
George Jr.: Come on. We all know I'm your favorite.
Meemaw: You're not even his third favorite.

Meemaw: Okay, here you go. I got you a shovel and a bucket and some gloves.
Sheldon: Did you check the gloves for spiders?
Meemaw: Is this my first day as Meemaw?

Adult Sheldon: My new adult responsibilities began that night. Luckily, a cookbook is nothing more than a set of instructions. And if there's one thing I shine at, it's following instructions.