Ruben: Hey, the Oldsmobile... [Georgie sneezes right in Ruben's face] Are you kidding me?
Georgie: Sorry.
Ruben: I don't forgive you!

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

Ruben: [whistling a tune] Lincoln's done.
Jim: Great. Get started on the Caddy.
Ruben: Yeah. Before that, how about we talk about my raise?
Jim: What makes you think you're getting a raise?
Ruben: [chuckles] I mean, look around. I'm all you got.
Jim: Really? You're gonna use this whole Georgie situation to squeeze me?
Ruben: I thought that was clear, yes.
Jim: I'll take it under consideration.
Ruben: Don't take too long. I hear Fagenbacher's hiring. [short chuckle] [whistling a tune]
Jim: Quit whistling.
Ruben: No.

Ruben: Hold this.
Georgie: What is it?
Ruben: Transmission fluid recirculator.
Georgie: Hmm. Got it.
Ruben: Do not let go.
Georgie: Why? What'll happen?
Ruben: Bad things. Very bad things. [walks off]
Georgie: Where you going?
Ruben: Be right back.
Georgie: Okeydoke.

Audrey: It's gonna go great.
Mandy: Yeah, I think so, too.
Audrey: So, are you feeling more confident about all this?
Mandy: Yeah. Yeah, I can do this. You know, I bet it goes so well that they ask me to fill in again next week. And then they'll probably recommend me to the affiliate in Houston, and... and then they'll offer me the job and I'll have to tell Georgie we need to move and he's not gonna want to and it's gonna be a huge fight and I don't want to move CeeCee away from her grandparents but this is my dream job! [goes back into the dressing room]
Audrey: Look at the bright side: maybe you'll stink.

Audrey: You're taking care of him?
Connor: Trying to. He is not an easy patient.
Audrey: Did you threaten him with the thermometer?
Connor: I had to.
Audrey: Always worked with you.

[dream sequence:]
George Sr.: Morning.
Georgie: Yeah, good morning.
George Sr.: Something wrong?
Georgie: Yeah. I'm worried if I work myself into the ground, I won't be around for my daughter.
George Sr.: I get that.
Georgie: 'Cause I want to be there when she has kids.
George Sr.: Well, hopefully it's a lot later than when you had kids.
Georgie: From your mouth to God's ears.
George Sr.: I did a good job raising you.
Georgie: You did.
George Sr.: Wasn't easy, 'cause you were a pain in the ass.
Georgie: I thought we were having a moment.
George Sr.: We are, son.