Mandy: Oh. A dress of my choosing?
Audrey: Your choosing, my choo... Let's just call it "our choosing."
Mandy: [sighs] I don't know what to say. Thank you.
Audrey: You don't have to thank me. I just hope this turns into a real career for you.
Mandy: Mm. So you can brag to all your friends that I'm on TV instead of waitressing?
Audrey: [chuckles] I don't tell my friends you're waitressing. Come on, we can drop this off at the Goodwill on the way.

Mandy: Busy?
Audrey: Just sending the U.S. government more of our hard-earned money to piss away.

Audrey: So... I couldn't help overhearing you and Georgie arguing last night.
Mandy: You were eavesdropping?
Audrey: Eavesdropping is when you want to listen. Overhearing is when you have no choice.

Jim: Kind of bummed we lost our bridge partners.
Connor: I'll play with you.
Audrey: That's nice, but it's a four-person game.
Connor: We could play something else.
Audrey: How about Scrabble?
Jim: How about something I'm good at?
Audrey: Reading on the toilet is not a game, Jim.

Georgie: I'm fine. Besides, Cooper men don't take sick days. My dad once had his appendix out, he was at work later that afternoon.
Jim: Really?
Georgie: Yeah. I mean, he passed out in the teachers' lounge, but he passed out at work.
Jim: Son, I'm not sure you're taking the right lesson from that story.
Georgie: Sure I am. Tough it out.
Jim: No, I don't think so.

Jim: Ruben, you seen my son-in-law?
Ruben: You mean Typhoid Georgie? No.

Connor: Let's see what we're dealing with. [places the back of his hand on Georgie's forehead] Oh, yeah, that's a fever. I'm gonna say 102.
Georgie: You don't know that.
Connor: A rectal thermometer would be more precise. But I don't think you and I are there yet.