Jim: Sold a bunch of them Korean tires Georgie ordered behind my back.
Audrey: Well, that's good, isn't it?
Jim: Behind my back, Audrey.
Audrey: Okay, you're right.
Jim: Thank you.
Audrey: And maybe Georgie is also a little bit right.
Jim: Maybe. But I'm more right.
Audrey: You sure are, honey.
Jim: I know what you're doing.
Audrey: Of course you do, 'cause you're so smart.
Jim: Thank you.

Georgie: Mr. McAllister, I was hoping maybe we could talk.
Mandy: I'm gonna help Mom with dinner. Connor why don't you come with me.
Connor: Okay. [to Georgie and Jim] Try and speak up so I can hear from the kitchen.

Jim: Something you wanted to say?
Georgie: I shouldn't have ordered those tires without your permission.
Jim: Appreciate that. And I maybe shouldn't have fired you.
Georgie: You didn't fire me, I quit. But that don't matter.
Jim: So you saying you want to come back to work?
Georgie: You saying you want me to come back?
Jim: No. But if you want to come back, door's open.
Connor: [o.s.] The door's what?
Jim: Door's open!
Connor: [o.s.] Thank you.

Georgie: Well, Mr. Fagenbacher is giving me 20% commission on everything that I sell, so if I was to come back...
Mandy: [o.s.] Georgie!
Georgie: Thank you for this opportunity. [shakes Jim's hand]

Georgie: [blows nose] Oh. What are y'all doing?
Connor: I'm learning how to knit.
Audrey: Are you okay? You don't sound so good.
Georgie: Oh, just allergies. I always thought knitting was kind of a little old lady thing.
Audrey: Why would you think that?
Georgie: 'Cause I've only ever seen little old ladies do it. Like my meemaw and... Mostly my meemaw.

Audrey: Why don't you pick that one up from the basket. Okay. Hold your needles up like this. Now, watch me and Connor. Okay? In through the front door...
Connor: Round the back...
Audrey: Out through the window...
Connor: And off jumps Jack.
Georgie: Okay, hold on, slow down. In through the front door. Dang. In through the... [groans] Dang it. That front door's hard to get through.

Jim: What's all this?
Audrey: I'm teaching the boys how to knit.
Jim: You're kidding.
Georgie: I got through the front door!
Connor: Nice!
Audrey: Nice.
Jim: They should bring back the draft.

Mandy: I can't wait to quit the diner and tell Earl what I think of him.
Georgie: I thought you liked Earl.
Mandy: I do, but what's the point of being famous if you can't tell somebody off?

Mandy: Are you sure that's allergies?
Georgie: Yeah. [goes to hug Mandy]
Mandy: Okay, well, I'm not.
Georgie: Oh, come on. I thought we could celebrate, if you catch my drift.
Mandy: Yeah, I... I don't want to catch your drift or anything else.
Georgie: I ain't sick.
Mandy: Yeah, sorry, snot boy, I can't take my chances.

Georgie: [blows nose] That don't look like allergies.

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

Mandy: So, it's sounding like with a possibility of pie in the forecast.
Roy: What are you doing?
Mandy: I'm practicing. I'm doing the weather on Channel 7 this Friday.
Roy: Good for you.
Mandy: Yeah, I'm not really a waitress.
Roy: I could have told you that.
Mandy: Thank you.

Mandy: I'm doing the weather on Channel 7.
Beth: Really? Mm-hmm. They just let anybody do that?
Mandy: Of course not. I'm a trained weather girl. It's my real job.
Beth: So, what, this is your pretend job?
Mandy: No, this was just supposed to be temporary.
Beth: Good for you.
Mandy: No, no, no. Don't be like that. We can still hang out.
Beth: Sure, if you're not busy with all your fancy TV friends.
Mandy: [scoffs] We are not fancy, we are just plain, simple folk like you. [off Beth's look] Ooh, frigid temperatures coming down from the north. Ha-ha? No? Okay.

Georgie: [coughing]
Jim: Son, you got to go home.
Georgie: No, no, I'm fine. Just a little catnap.
Jim: Georgie, listen to me. The cat's dead. Go home.

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.

[dream sequence:]
George Sr.: Morning, son.
Georgie: Morning. Hold on a minute.
George Sr.: What?
Georgie: Are those chocolate chip pancakes?
George Sr.: Sure are.
Georgie: Well, all right.

Connor: Where you going?
Georgie: Work.
Connor: Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're not going anywhere, mister.
Georgie: Connor, get out of my way.
Connor: Don't make me get the special thermometer.
[Georgie shakes his head and turns back]

Georgie: I had a dream about my dad.
Connor: Oh. Was that nice?
Georgie: Not really. He was disappointed in me.
Connor: Why?
Georgie: I think 'cause I went home sick.
Connor: So?
Georgie: Well, he was in the Army, he was a football coach. Ever since I was a little kid, he's always taught me to play through the pain. Rub some dirt on it, walk it off.
Connor: What's the dirt do?
Georgie: Stops the bleeding. I don't know.

Connor: Would you make CeeCee go to school if she was sick?
Georgie: Of course not. But she's a little girl. I'm a grown man. People depend on me.
Connor: And if you don't show up, you're letting them down?
Georgie: Obviously.
Connor: How old was your father when he passed?
Georgie: What's your point?
Connor: Maybe if he'd taken better care of himself, he'd still be here.
Georgie: You don't know what you're talking about.
Connor: Okay.
Georgie: I'm serious.
Connor: Okay.
Georgie: Okay.
Connor: Okay.

Mandy: Thanks again for the new outfit.
Audrey: You're welcome.
Mandy: And for the Cinnabon. It really helped.
Audrey: That was for both of us, but it's fine.