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?

Mary Cooper: I don't understand why they don't just come and live with me.
Meemaw: Maybe they don't like you.
Mary Cooper: Oh, ha-ha.
Meemaw: I'm not joking.

Mary Cooper: Brought you a few things you might need.
Mandy: Ooh, toilet paper, new towels. A toaster? Georgie, look, we got a toaster.
Georgie: Oh, it's got a bagel button. Thank you.
Mary Cooper: There's also a blender here. You can whip up some baby food.
Meemaw: Or margaritas, in case you wanna pretend this is all good.

Mary Cooper: I hope you know you can always come live with me.
Mandy: Oh, thank you, but it's way past time for us to be on our own.
Mary Cooper: Are you sure?
Meemaw: Take a hint. She doesn't like you. How about a toast? To Mandy and Georgie and CeeCee, and their new home, humble though it be. [train horn blares; everything starts shaking; rumbling]
Georgie: 6:10 to Lubbock, right on time.
Meemaw: [to Mary] They'd rather live here than with you!

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.

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.

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