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.

Audrey: How's your music going?
Connor: Excellent. I'm working on a piece in seven-four time. ♪ One-two-three, one-two, one-two ♪ ♪ One-two-three, one-two, one-two. ♪ It's impossible to dance to.

Connor: Mother, can I borrow your car?
Audrey: Why?
Connor: I need to drive to a music store in Houston to get a 12AT7 dual-triode vacuum tube for my amp.
Audrey: I need my car. Does it have to be today?
Connor: If I wait too long, they might sell out.
Mandy: No one's buying weird vacuum tubes but you.
Connor: If you could only hear how foolish you sound.

Connor: Good news, got the vacuum tube.
Audrey: Ooh, that's great, honey.
Connor: The, uh, owner of the store was a roadie for Bob Seger. He's got a cat named Night Moves. She had a lot of nipples.
Mandy: That's a weird thing to say.
Connor: It was a weird thing to see.

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.

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: 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.