Mary: Georgie.
Georgie: Hey, what are you doing here?
Mary: I know about the room in the back.
Georgie: Do you know whether or not I know?
Mary: Yes.
Georgie: Okay, that's gonna save us a lot of time.

Adult Sheldon: The next day, I got to campus early to get a copy of my article, hot off the presses. Normally, I don't like getting newspaper ink on my hands, but this was worth it. Plus, I had Wet-Naps.
Sheldon: Where's my exposé?
Clark: I didn't run it.
Sheldon: What? Why?
Clark: You're blaming this whole thing on a grand chancellor. There's no such person.
Sheldon: Of course there is. He's President Hagemeyer's boss.
Clark: She doesn't have a boss. She's the president.
Sheldon: Yes, she does, and we've been trying to fight him, but he won't budge.
Clark: The grand chancellor?
Sheldon: Well, when you say it like that it sounds made-up.
Clark: How would you say it?
Sheldon: The grand chancellor. I've been had.

President Hagemeyer: You can't just barge into my office.
Sheldon: And you can't just lie to my face.
President Hagemeyer: I can and I did.
Sheldon: Well, I'm going to start calling you President Hage-liar, and I think it'll to catch on because it's both true and clever.
President Hagemeyer: Look, I know you're upset, but you left me no choice. I knew you'd be a pain in the ass about these cuts.
Sheldon: Language, and also, these cuts are detrimental on so many levels.
President Hagemeyer: Not to the university. Look... [sighs] My job means sometimes making very hard decisions. Now, I'm sorry that I lied to you, and-and if it helps, I didn't enjoy it.
Sheldon: Yes, you did.
President Hagemeyer: [chuckles] Yes, I did. I mean, grand chancellor? [snorts] I really pulled that one out of my...
Sheldon: Ah-ah.
President Hagemeyer: ...bottom.

Pastor Jeff: Everything okay?
Mary: I feel like I'm a failure as a mother.
Pastor Jeff: What? Why?
Mary: Georgie dropped out of school, and now he's working in a gambling room. I tried so hard to keep him on the right path, and now I feel like I'm just pushing him away.
Pastor Jeff: Hey, teenagers rebel. When I was a kid in El Paso, we used to cross the border to drink beer and dance the night away.
Mary: I thought your father was a pastor.
Pastor Jeff: He was. It didn't stop me.
Mary: It's hard to imagine.
Pastor Jeff: I'm sure my father felt the same way when he found his little jefe doing the hustle en la discoteca. [both chuckle] Just picture this, but with a big ol' '70s perm. I looked like a Chia Pet.

George: Look, here's something you should know about life: People lie.
Sheldon: Everybody?
George: Pretty much.
Sheldon: Well, I don't like it.
George: Mm. It's not always a bad thing.
Sheldon: When is lying good?
George: Like when you're trying to spare someone's feelings.
Sheldon: Oh, I'd rather everybody just be honest.
George: Hmm. Fine. The last thing I wanted to do today was pick you up.
Sheldon: You said you were happy to do it.
George: See? Lies. Not the worst.

Sheldon: I think I need to stop blindly trusting everything.
George: Hmm. Probably not a bad idea.
Sheldon: Thanks. I wish I could believe you.

Sheldon: Why are you watching wrestling?
Missy: They beat the crap out of each other. It's great.
Sheldon: I bet it's all fake.
Missy: Does that look fake to you?
Sheldon: Okay, it's nice to know something's real.
Missy: Ooh, he's bleeding.

George: Hey.
Georgie: Mom send you?
George: No. She also doesn't know I'm here, so let's keep that between us.
Georgie: All right.
George: Where's your meemaw?
Georgie: Not here. She leaves me in charge when she's gone.
George: Is that right?
Georgie: I also handle stuff in the Laundromat.
George: Well, good for you.
Georgie: So... you're okay with me working here?
George: Well, since I never been here and we never had this conversation... ...sure.

Georgie: Want to give it a spin?
George: These things really pay out?
Georgie: All the time. Not that one. We call it the homewrecker.
George: [whispers] Which one, then?
Georgie: That one's your buddy.
George: Yeah?
[later:]
George: Look at me! I-I won two dollars!
[George gives his dad a thumbs up and then shakes his head to himself]

Sheldon: [cereal crackling] I hear no snap, I hear no pop, only crackle. [eats] A bowl of lies.

Adult Sheldon: Let's talk about the glory of meetings. What's not to love? Agendas, detailed minutes, and if you're lucky, they begin and end with the soothing sound of discipline and rules. [gavel bangs] Ah. You can imagine my frustration when I found out East Texas Tech had faculty meetings that I was not allowed to attend.
Dr. Linkletter: Excuse me. [picks up phone]
Adult Sheldon: Not that I didn't try.
Dr. Linkletter: Goodbye, Sheldon.
Sheldon: Darn it.
[in another meeting, Dr. Linkletter notices shoes poking out from behind a curtain]
Dr. Linkletter: Sheldon, out.
Sheldon: Aw.
[in another meeting, Dr. Linkletter pulls down a newspaper that the person next to him is holding up, revealing a middle-aged woman:]
Dr. Linkletter: Sorry, I thought you were an irritating young man that won't leave me alone.
Sheldon: [hiding behind a plant] That's rude.
Dr. Linkletter: Out.

Sheldon: Well, I can lie about things, too. Did I knock your papers on the floor? [knocks papers off desk] No, I didn't. Did I move your stapler? [moves stapler] No, I didn't. Ooh, did I break your pencil? [fails to break pencil] Yes, I did.

Mary: I thought you'd be at work.
Georgie: I work nights this week.
Mary: Oh, I didn't realize the Laundromat was open late.
Georgie: I did that. People work during the day, it seemed like an untapped market.
Mary: Smart. You know, if you want to advertise your new hours, you could take out an ad in the church bulletin.
Georgie: That ain't a bad idea.
Mary: Maybe I'm where you get it from. Oh! It could say something like, "Jesus washes away your sins, and we'll wash away your stains."
Georgie: [chuckles] Wow! You are really good at this. [Mary laughs] [Georgie rolls his eyes]

Mary: Is Georgie here?
George: No, I think he's still at work.
Mary: Do you know that that Laundromat is just a front for gambling?
Missy: Cool.
Mary: Missy Cooper, that was not for your ears. Go to your room.

Mary: My mother is running a gambling room out of the back of the Laundromat, and she has Georgie helping her.
George: They never invited me.
Mary: George. We have to get him out of there.
George: Mary, we told him not to drop out of school, he dropped out of school. Told him he couldn't have girls in the garage, he has girls in the garage.
Mary: He does?
Missy: [o.s.] So many.
Mary: [scoffs] Missy!
Missy: [o.s.] I'm in my room.
Mary: Well, close the door. [Missy's door creaky slowly] All the way. [door closes]