Chip: [on TV] And in local sports, the Medford Wolves pulled off an upset against the Westbrook Bears, 44 to 39.
Mandy: Yes!
Jim: Since when do you care about high school football?
Mandy: Oh, 'cause, you know, Texas. Go football.

Dale Ballard: Hey. If you know something, you better tell me.
Georgie: Oh, Mr. Ballard, you know me. I don't know things.
Dale Ballard: Georgie.
Georgie: She's running a sportsbook.
Dale Ballard: Oh, geez. I knew it. What the hell is she thinking?
Georgie: Well, she likes to do her own thing. Ain't that what you love about her?
Dale Ballard: No.
Georgie: Do you like it about her?
Dale Ballard: No.
Georgie: Well, the good news is, she ain't cheating on you.

Dale Ballard: She drove to the high school and was watching football practice.
Georgie: Well... maybe... maybe she misses my dad.
Dale Ballard: Plus she's been really nice to me lately.
Georgie: Well, m-maybe you deserve it.
Dale Ballard: I don't. I think maybe she's doing the gambling stuff again.
Georgie: Oh, you don't know that. She's probably just cheating on you.

Dale Ballard: I got a problem.
Georgie: Well, if it's a tire problem, then you are in the right place.
Dale Ballard: It's about your meemaw.
Georgie: And her tires?
Dale Ballard: No, she's been acting really squirrelly lately. Like, running out at all hours.
Georgie: Well, you know, old people are... weird.
Dale Ballard: Well, I followed her the other day.
Georgie: See? That's weird.

Mandy: [on the phone] Hi, I got your page. No, I'm the new girl. [chuckles] You have a pretty voice, too. You placing a bet or what?

Connor: Georgie, did you get a new pager?
Georgie: No. Why?
Connor: It used to go "bzz," and that time it went "bzz-bzz, bzz-bzz."
Georgie: No, I'm pretty sure it went "bzz."
Connor: If you're telling me I don't know the difference between "bzz" and "bzz-bzz," we're gonna have a problem.

Mandy: [pager buzzing] [pager still buzzing] [pager still buzzing]
Jim: That your pager?
Georgie: [checks pager] Nope.
Mandy: Well, Georgie, it must be yours because you're the only one with a pager.
Georgie: Oh, yep. That is me.
Jim: Someone need a tow?
Georgie: No, it's, it's just my mom. I'll call her back later.
Mandy: [gasps] You know, I think I hear CeeCee. I'm gonna go check on her.
Connor: I didn't hear anything.
Mandy: Yeah, well, you don't have mommy ears.

Audrey: I just love taking CeeCee to the park. [chuckles] Everyone thinks I'm her mom.
Jim: That was one kid, and he was, like, five years old.
Audrey: He said it, I heard it.

Mandy: I'm not handling any money. I just take bets for her when Dale's home. [holds pager]
Georgie: That's still illegal. What are you thinking? You're a mom.
Mandy: Yeah, and you were a dad when you ran a gambling room with her.
Georgie: Yeah, and we got busted.
Mandy: And you walked away scot-free.
Georgie: I got lucky.
Mandy: [grunts] Come on! I supported your criminal activities. The least you can do is support mine.
Georgie: That was different. [sighs]
Mandy: Why? Why? Be... because you're a man?
Georgie: No. 'Cause... 'Cause...
Mandy: [pager buzzes] Oh. That's work. Thank you for your support.

Mandy: Hey. Uh, are my parents home?
Georgie: No, they took CeeCee to the park.
Mandy: Oh, great.
Georgie: You want to get naked?
Mandy: Uh, maybe, let's see how this goes.

Meemaw: I appreciate your concern, but I know what I'm doing.
Mandy: If you need money, why don't you just go out and get a real job?
Meemaw: I made 700 bucks yesterday. What did you make?
Mandy: Are you hiring?

Meemaw: I just don't want to rely on him or anybody else to take care of me.
Mandy: Yeah, I, I get that, I really do. I mean, I hate that Georgie's paying off my credit card bills.
Meemaw: Exactly. It's embarrassing.
Mandy: It is.
Meemaw: And Georgie's a teenager.
Mandy: Okay, well, he has a very big birthday coming up.

Meemaw: I've lost my home, I've lost my business, I've lost everything.
Mandy: I know.
Meemaw: I have been self-sufficient my whole life. Now, when I need money, I have to go to the bank of Dale. And trust me, there are fees.
Mandy: Okay, I-I don't need to know that.
Meemaw: I mean, I don't mind 'em. He's a good-looking man.
Mandy: I really don't.

Mandy: Well, this is nice. [chuckles] You know, it's been a while since we've had lunch together.
Meemaw: Oh, cut the crap. You're gonna lecture me.
Mandy: I wouldn't say lecture.
Meemaw: I know. I know. You think taking bets is gonna get me in trouble, I've already been arrested once, and what am I thinking?
Mandy: Anything's a lecture when you say it like that.

Mandy: Maybe you should talk to her.
Georgie: She's a grown woman. She ain't gonna listen to me anyhow.
Mandy: Oh, she might.
Georgie: Do you listen to me?
Mandy: That's a good point.
Georgie: Just do me a favor, stay out of it. It ain't none of our business.
Mandy: Yeah. I understand. I couldn't agree more.

Georgie: She's a what?
Mandy: A bookie. Yeah, I caught her taking bets on the pay phone outside the diner.
Georgie: Why was she doing it there?
Mandy: I don't know. She doesn't want Dale to know. Can you believe it?
Georgie: Doing something illegal? Yes. Keeping it a secret? Yes. So, yes.

Georgie: Hey, how was work?
Mandy: Good, good. Your meemaw's a bookie.

Mandy: What's going on?
Meemaw: Nothing.
Mandy: Seems like something.
Meemaw: Well, it's not. [pager chiming] Can I call you back?
Mandy: Are you selling drugs?
Meemaw: Don't be crazy. I'm not a drug dealer.
Mandy: Okay, well, then, what?
Meemaw: I'm a bookie.

Meemaw: [on the payphone] All right, I got you down for 50 on Medford to cover the spread.
Mandy: Hey, Connie.
Meemaw: [hangs up] Hey.
Mandy: Uh, what you doing?
Meemaw: Oh, nothing, just making a little phone call.
Mandy: Oh. Everything okay?
Meemaw: Yeah, yeah, it's just, you know, I remembered to call in a... prescription.
Mandy: Okay. Well, uh, do you want to come in and grab some coffee? We can catch up.
Meemaw: Sure. That would be nice. [phone ringing]
Mandy: Who calls a pay phone? [reaches for the phone]
Meemaw: I got it. [answers phone] Hello? Oh. It's my pharmacy. Could I have a minute?

Mandy: Okay, how we doing over here?
Roy: My fries are a little cold.
Mandy: You mean, the fries I brought you 30 minutes ago?
Roy: Well, excuse me for savoring my meal.
Mandy: No, no, I'm just- I'm glad you're enjoying it.
Roy: I'd enjoy it more if my fries weren't cold.
Mandy: Do you want me to heat those up for you?
Roy: You gonna use a microwave?
Mandy: Yeah.
Roy: They're gonna get soggy.
Mandy: Okay, how about a fresh plate of fries?
Roy: For free?
Mandy: No.
Roy: Cold is fine.