Mandy: I'm not upset he's out with friends. I'm upset he's doing something dangerous.
Audrey: Well, why didn't you tell him not to?
Mandy: I did. He didn't listen.
Audrey: Well... he is at that rebellious age.
Mandy: I'm serious.
Audrey: [chuckles] Georgie has a lot of very good qualities, but he's so much younger than you. It was bound to a problem at some point.
Mandy: That's not true.
Audrey: Really? Think about what you were doing when you were 19.
Mandy: Well, I was in college, so I was... going to all my classes and studying a lot. Okay, but it's different because I didn't have a child.
Audrey: [laughing] And now you've got two of 'em.

Audrey: Have you seen that new Friends show?
Mandy: No.
Audrey: All they do is drink coffee. Who can drink that much coffee?
Mandy: I don't know.
Audrey: And their mugs are like soup bowls. Is that a New York thing?
Mandy: Mom, I don't know.
Audrey: I miss Cosby. He was a nice family man.

Mandy: I think it's sweet they have something to do together.
Audrey: Your dad always hoped to rebuild the Mustang with Connor.
Mandy: Seriously? Dad and Connor?
Audrey: Go look in the attic. There's footballs, baseballs, fishing poles, bows and arrows. Your father tried everything. He did not give up on your brother.
Mandy: So what happened?
Audrey: He gave up.

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

Jim: Okay. We know it's not a tangible object.
Audrey: It can't be bought. It's odorless. And it's in this room right now.
Jim: We only have one question left. We have to guess.
Audrey: What are you thinking? [Jim whispers in Audrey's ear] Agreed. Go for it.
Jim: Are you time?
Connor: Ooh, good guess.
Jim: Did we get it?
Connor: No.
Jim: Son of a bitch!
Audrey: Damn it!
Jim: So, what was it?
Connor: Sorry, you're out of questions.
Jim: You're really not gonna tell us?
Connor: Thanks for playing. [exits]
Audrey: You get back here right now and you tell us!
Jim: I don't know why you like him.

Mandy: Can't believe I just spent my Friday night playing bridge with my parents. I'm a hundred years old.
Georgie: Guess that makes me only 89. Sorry.

Georgie: In the meantime, you're looking pretty good for an old lady.
Mandy: Oh, really? Is that so?
Georgie: That is so. What do you say I get you out of them bloomers and see what happens?
Mandy: "Bloomers"?
Georgie: Ain't that what you old biddies wear under your frock?
Mandy: Please stop talking.