Georgie: [answers phone] McAllister residence.
Meemaw: Georgie?
Georgie: Oh, hi, Meemaw.
Meemaw: Why the hell did you go blabbing to Dale?!
Georgie: A moment, please. My meemaw. [takes call into the kitchen] I'm sorry. He was very forceful, and I don't do well under interrogation.
Meemaw: Well, thanks to you, we had a huge fight and broke up.
Georgie: Oh, Meemaw, I'm so sorry.
Meemaw: My own grandson's a dirty snitch.
Georgie: Yeah, well, my meemaw's a... a mean-maw.

Mandy: Everything okay?
Georgie: Not really. She and Dale broke up.
Jim: Oh, that's too bad. How come?
Georgie: Oh, uh, I'd rather not gossip.
Jim: Well, in my experience, it's usually either sex or money. Course, given that they're 180 years old, it's money.

Mandy: Okay, so what's going on?
Georgie: Dale found out about the sportsbook.
Mandy: How?
Georgie: [shrugs] I don't know.
Mandy: Georgie.
Georgie: I told him.

Mandy: You better not have blown this up for me. I'm making, like, 200 bucks a day for answering the phone.
Georgie: Mandy, I've been down this road. There's no such thing as easy money.
Mandy: [scoffs] Really? [removes a wad of cash from her bra] What do you call this?
Georgie: Dang.
Mandy: Yeah.
Georgie: Why you keeping 'em in your bosom? You got, like, 12 purses in the closet.

Meemaw: I'm sure glad we got a chance to catch up, Coach.
Coach Wilkins: Me, too. It was a nice surprise hearing from you.
Meemaw: Well, you and George were close, me and George were close. No reason why you and me can't be close.
Coach Wilkins: I'd- I'd like that.
Meemaw: I would, too. So, how's that team of yours looking for Friday night?
Coach Wilkins: Well, the Panthers are tough, but I like our chances.
Meemaw: Good, good. Any injuries? Anybody not making grades? Any bad breakups?
Coach Wilkins: I'm sorry, what- What are we doing?
Meemaw: We're catching up. How the heck are you?
Coach Wilkins: I'm okay. Uh, it's been tough without George.
Meemaw: I know it has. That kicker of yours has been a little off. What's happening there?

Coach Wilkins: Connie, if you're betting on the game, I can't help you. I could lose my job.
Meemaw: Oh, I'm not betting on the game.
Coach Wilkins: Good.
Meemaw: I'm just setting the line for the people who are betting on the game.
Coach Wilkins: [sighs] Connie.
Meemaw: Now, I'm thinking Panthers plus three, but you tell me.
Coach Wilkins: [stands up] It was good seeing you.
Meemaw: Well, we could still talk about George. What do you think he'd think their chances are? [Coach Wilkins exits]
Mandy: Did you get any intel?
Meemaw: No. He's worried about losing his job. Big baby.

Mandy: Okay, great. Quick question. [clears throat] So, with Dale out of the picture... which is sad, um...
am I still employed?
Meemaw: Yes. As a matter of fact, you need to come with me. We're making a collection.
Mandy: Am I your muscle?
Meemaw: My eyes. I don't drive so good at night.

Audrey: Oh, hello.
Dale Ballard: Hi. [points to himself] Dale.
Audrey: I know who you are. We spent Thanksgiving together.
Dale Ballard: Oh, right, yeah. And your name is?
Audrey: Audrey.
Dale Ballard: Really?
Audrey: Yes.
Dale Ballard: Huh. I wasn't even close.

Dale Ballard: Is Georgie around?
Audrey: Uh, he's out in the garage with Jim.
Dale Ballard: I, uh- I, uh, brought by some of his meemaw's stuff. I thought maybe he could give it back to her.
Audrey: Did something happen?
Dale Ballard: We broke up.
Audrey: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Dale Ballard: Yeah, it's been a rough couple of days.
[Dale barges in and hands Audrey the box of stuff and sits down on the couch]
Audrey: Come on in.

Dale Ballard: [grunts] You got anything to drink?
Audrey: Iced tea?
Dale Ballard: Anything stronger?
Audrey: Beer?
Dale Ballard: Keep going.
Audrey: Whiskey?
Dale Ballard: We have a winner. Audrey.

Mandy: So, what, you just, you go up to the guy's house and you knock on the door and you say "Give me my money"?
Meemaw: Well, I say hello first. I'm not an animal.
Mandy: What if he doesn't have it?
Meemaw: Then I ask him if he wants things to get ugly.
Mandy: What, do you break his knees?
Meemaw: I tell his wife.
Mandy: Oh, that's cold.
Meemaw: It's a tough business.

Mandy: So... where are you living now?
Meemaw: In the motel out by the interstate.
Mandy: Oh, the Longhorn? That's where I stayed on prom night.
Meemaw: Classy.
Mandy: What? I was only there an hour. So, is there any chance you and Dale might work things out?
Meemaw: If he comes begging for forgiveness on his hands and knees.
Mandy: Oh, I want to be you when I grow up.

Dale Ballard: I gave that woman everything I had. My house, my bed, most of my bathroom. You know that woman has a lotion for every one of her body parts?
Jim: They do, don't they?
Georgie: Yeah, Mandy's always greasing up her elbows.
Dale Ballard: [in Audrey's face] Connie's got great elbows.

Audrey: I'm sure you two will work it out.
Dale Ballard: Not unless she gives up that damn sportsbook.
Audrey: That what?
Jim: Sportsbook?
Georgie: I'm shocked.
Audrey: Did you know about this?
Georgie: No.
Audrey: Georgie.
Georgie: I knew.

Meemaw: Luther.
Luther: Hey, Connie. Nice to see you.
Meemaw: This is my grandson's wife. She's helping me out.
Luther: Hi.
Mandy: Hello.
Meemaw: Enough small talk. Give me my damn money.
Luther: Yeah, about that, I need a little more time.
Meemaw: I understand. [exhales] Virginia! Are you home?
Luther: Wait, wait. How about I give you my grandpa's Rolex?
Meemaw: Let me see it.
Mandy: [gasps] This is so exciting. I feel bad for him, but this is so exciting.

Audrey: I cannot believe you are doing this again.
Georgie: I'm not doing anything.
Audrey: Does Amanda know about it?
Georgie: How can I know what she knows?
Audrey: Georgie.
Georgie: She knows.
Jim: Oh...
Audrey: What?
Jim: Nothing. I just figured something out.

Mandy: What's the deal with him?
Georgie: Oh, he had a little too much to drink.
Mandy: Are we sure he's alive?
Audrey: He was extremely upset that his girlfriend was running a sportsbook.
Mandy: [gasps] Connie? No. [Georgie makes the "cut it out" gesture to Mandy] What's this? What are you doing? [Audrey turns around and sees Georgie signalling to Mandy]
Jim: Mandy, are you involved?
Mandy: What? No. Don't be ridiculous.

Audrey: What's that on your wrist?
Mandy: Oh, uh, this? I can explain.
Audrey: Please do.
Dale Ballard: [wakes up] Where's the bathroom? I got to pee.
Mandy: Oh, I'll take you.
Dale Ballard: Okay. Thank you, Audrey.

Meemaw: [opens door] What?
Dale Ballard: Oh, I... just stopped by to check on you, see if you're doing okay.
Meemaw: That's very thoughtful of you. I'm fine, thank you.
Dale Ballard: Well, good.
Meemaw: Anything else?
Dale Ballard: [crying] Connie, please come home! I miss you. Golly... I don't care if you run a book or if you rob banks or if... [crying] if you're a serial killer. I love you.
Meemaw: I love you, too.

Dale Ballard: Does that mean you'll come home?
Meemaw: Gee... I already paid the night.
Dale Ballard: Oh.
Meemaw: You want to come in and show me how sorry you are?
Dale Ballard: Really?
Meemaw: Yeah.
Dale Ballard: I had a... a big dinner, but I can try.
Meemaw: What'd you eat?
Dale Ballard: Brisket at the Smokehouse.
Meemaw: You gonna need some Tums.
Dale Ballard: A lot of them.
Meemaw: Come on.