Connor: [o.s.] [toaster oven dings] Perfect.

[Audrey leaves the tire store]
Jim: Georgie. Ruben. Get all this crap out of here.
Georgie: Even the toilet seat?
Jim: No, that's a keeper.

Connor: Can I get your opinion on something?
Mandy: Sure.
Connor: I made a song out of the sounds of our house.
Mandy: Cool.
Connor: It's called "The Sounds of Our House."
Mandy: Clever.
Connor: [song of household appliance noises plays] That's the dishwasher. Vacuum. Front door.
Mandy: Huh. This is actually fun.
Connor: I'm actually fun. [CeeCee crying over recording]
Mandy: [gasps] Is that CeeCee?
Connor: She got the solo. [modulated crying] [toilet flushes over recording]
Mandy: So what's your question?
Connor: How great is this?
Mandy: It's pretty great.
Connor: I know.

Georgie: Mandy said I shouldn't bug you, but I got to get something off my chest.
Jim: Well, can't it wait till morning?
Georgie: [sighs] I'm afraid not. Mrs. McAllister, I was going along with all your plans 'cause it felt nice for me and you to be getting along. And Mr. McAllister, you've always had my back. And I never want you to think that I don't have yours. So, y'all don't be mad at each other, be mad at me. This is my fault.
Jim: I appreciate that, but we're fine.
Georgie: Really?
Audrey: This isn't our first fight. We argue, we make up, that's marriage.
Jim: Yeah. Go to bed, get some sleep.
Georgie: [sighs] Thank you. Good night. [door closes]
Jim: You think he heard us doing it?
Audrey: No, I think we're good. [they kiss]

Georgie: Should I do something?
Mandy: Yes, you should rub my feet.
Georgie: I'm serious.
Mandy: So am I.
Georgie: Fine. [Mandy groans] Remember when you were pregnant, and your ankles looked like water balloons?
Mandy: Just rub.

Georgie: [sighs] I feel like it's my fault your parents are fighting.
Mandy: Oh, sweetie, that's because it is.
Georgie: That ain't helping.
Mandy: Well, if only somebody had warned you that working with my mother was a bad idea.
Georgie: Hey, you said we weren't gonna get along, and we did.
Mandy: Is everyone unhappy?
Georgie: Yes.
Mandy: Then I was right.

Mandy: What'd I miss?
Jim: I like the way my store is. I hate all these changes.
Audrey: They were good changes, though. Weren't they, Georgie?
Georgie: Well, I...
Jim: Tell her what you really think.
Georgie: [stammers] Help me.
Mandy: Okay, this might be a "you two" issue and not a Georgie issue.
Audrey: I didn't realize, when you invited me to come work at the store, that you wanted a silent partner.
Jim: Oh, come on, Audrey, when have you ever been silent?
Audrey: You want silence? I'll show you silence. [exits] [doorbell continues ringing] Connor, knock it off!
Mandy: Sweet.

Mandy: [doorbell continues ringing] Connor, what the hell are you doing?
Connor: Shh. I'm making music. [doorbell continues ringing]

Audrey: All right, what's going on?
Jim: Nothing.
Georgie: I agree.
Audrey: Did you say something to him?
Jim: Um, I don't think so. Did I?
Georgie: No, you did not.
Audrey: Look me in the eye and say you had nothing to do with him suddenly being on your side.
Jim: [scoffs] I had nothing to do with him suddenly being on my side.
Audrey: You are unbelievable!

Audrey: You know, I was thinking...
Jim: Ugh.
Audrey: ...if we paint the outside of the store, it might make the inside look dingy.
Jim: You're right, let's not do it.
Audrey: Oh, no, I meant let's do the inside, too.
Jim: [chuckles] I don't know. Georgie, what do you think?
Georgie: [stammering] Oh... We'd have to take everything off the walls and-and move all the tires out of the showroom, and... it'd be a lot of work.
Jim: That's a good point. I hadn't thought of that.
Mandy: Mom and I did the nursery in a couple days. It wasn't that big a deal.
Georgie: Yeah, well, you got paint fumes, and we might have to shut down for a day. That's just lost revenue.
Jim: That's another good point.

Jim: You need to stop it.
Georgie: What?
Jim: Sucking up to her, ganging up on me.
Georgie: What are you talking about?
Jim: Well, look what she's done to the place, and you're helping.
Georgie: What do you want me to do?
Jim: I don't know, just... keep in mind, I liked you before she did.
Georgie: Fine. Sorry.
Jim: Thank you. [trips on the floor] Son of a bitch!

Audrey: I'm gonna go pick up some lunch.
Jim: Oh, meatball sub, please.
Audrey: Oh, I'm going to the new Greek place.
Jim: Greek?
Georgie: Ooh, I heard they got something called a gyro. I don't know what it is, but I'm dying to find out.
Audrey: Two to one.
Jim: Whoa, hang on. Ruben. You want a meatball sub or - ugh - Greek food?
Ruben: I love Greek.
Jim: Go back to work.

Mandy: You know, if she's not being hard on him, it's gonna come out at someone else.
Jim: Am I a bad father for hoping it's you?
Mandy: Yes.
Connor: Can you keep it down? I'm recording the toaster oven.
Jim: Maybe it'll be Connor.
Mandy: No, it's never Connor.
Jim: No, it's never Connor.

Mandy: What you watching?
Jim: Clint Eastwood.
Mandy: Oh, the one with the monkey?
Jim: The best.
Mandy: You ever wonder what happened to the monkey?
Jim: I always hoped he'd retired someplace nice. You know... Florida, Arizona.

Georgie: Oh, you don't need to hire anybody. Me and Ruben'll do it.
Jim: Do what?
Georgie: Paint the outside of the store.
Ruben: Oh. 'Cause I'm Hispanic, I know how to paint buildings?
Georgie: No, no, no, that ain't what I meant. And for the record, I've never once thought of you as Hispanic.
Ruben: What do you think I am?
Georgie: Well, mean and unhappy.
Ruben: That's fair.

Audrey: I'm just saying, a new coat of paint out front would really freshen the place up.
Jim: Yeah, let me guess, pink?
Audrey: [scoffs] Don't be silly. [chuckles] Terracotta.
Jim: The hell is terracotta?
Georgie: Oh, like an earthy red, very classy.

Jim: Connor?
Connor: [takes headphones off] Yeah.
Jim: You ordered a pizza?
Connor: On its way. [Jim exits] [dials phone] Yes, I'd like to order a pizza.

Mandy: Hey, how'd it go?
Georgie: Your mom and I are a great team.
Audrey: Oh, stop, you were gonna make that sale before I walked over.
Mandy: Wow, so you two really got along.
Jim: They really, really did.

Audrey: Just think about it: a Mother's Day sale, all moms get half off.
Jim: We'd lose money.
Georgie: In the short term, but you'd gain clients who would come back, and not just on Mother's Day. You got your President's Day, your Labor Day, your Yom Kippur.

Rita: Love what you've done with the place.
Georgie: That was all Mrs. McAllister.
Audrey: Oh, it was a team effort, and you know it.
Rita: Well, it looks great.
[Georgie and Audrey share a pleased look at Jim]
Jim: Oh, she ain't a customer. That don't count.