Jim: Sweet of Georgie to worry so much about his mom.
Audrey: It is. I hope our kids worry about me when I'm a widow.
Jim: What makes you think I'm gonna go first?
Audrey: Jim.
Jim: Fine.

Jim: And of course they're gonna worry about you.
Audrey: I'm not so sure. Amanda's likely to stick me in a home first chance she gets.
Jim: On the bright side, Connor will probably be your roommate.
Audrey: Very funny.
Jim: Hope you like cats.

Mandy: It's pecan, his favorite. I was hoping to cheer him up.
Jim: Yeah, he has been a little moody lately. Kind of snapped on a customer.
Mandy: What happened?
Jim: Well, they wished him a happy Thanksgiving, and he said, "Whatever."
Mandy: Ooh, for him, that's bad.

Mandy: Well, this is his first Thanksgiving without his dad.
Jim: Sure, that's rough. George was a good man.
Mandy: Sure was.
Jim: You know, I thought we'd be celebrating Thanksgivings together for a long time.
Mandy: Me, too.
Jim: But, uh... [sniffles] guess you never know what the future holds.
Mandy: Makes you appreciate what you do have.
Jim: We're really lucky.
Mandy: [voice shaking] We sure are. Don't you go anywhere.
Jim: Oh, I won't, baby girl. [they hug]
[Ruben walks out from the shop floor, takes one look at Jim and Mandy hugging and turns back]
Mandy: You better not. [sighs] I should go.
Jim: [sniffles] All right. Well, thanks for stopping by.
Mandy: Don't eat Georgie's lunch.
Jim: I am hungry, but I won't.

Meemaw: What about you? How you doing?
Mandy: I'm all right. I'm a little worried about your grandson.
Meemaw: Oh. Is this about Thanksgiving? [Mandy nods] Well, you just got to give Mary time. When my husband died, I was just miserable those first few holidays.
Dale Ballard: Maybe he died because you're miserable.
Meemaw: It's a big house. Go somewhere else.
Dale Ballard: Good day. [exits]

Mandy: Um, so here's the thing. Georgie's going through a rough time, and I want to help.
Meemaw: What can I do?
Mandy: Well, it would mean a lot to him if you could be with us for Thanksgiving.
Meemaw: [sighs] Oh, honey, I am so sorry. I promised Dale I'd go camping with him.
Mandy: Oh, that's okay. It's all right.
Meemaw: Just let me talk to Dale. [shouts] We're not going camping!
Dale Ballard: [returns] I was gone 20 seconds. What the hell happened?
Meemaw: We're having Thanksgiving with Georgie.
Dale Ballard: I've been looking forward to this for months.
Meemaw: Oh, I know, honey. I have, too. [to Mandy] What time you want us?

Missy Cooper: [on the phone] But first, I need a little favor.
Mandy: Anything.
Missy Cooper: Take me to get a tattoo.
Mandy: What? No.
Missy Cooper: You said, "Anything."
Mandy: Yeah, and then you said "tattoo."
Missy Cooper: I guess I'm not going.
Mandy: Oh, come on.
Missy Cooper: I can't decide between a dolphin or a sunflower. What do you think?
Mandy: I am not taking you to get a tattoo.
Missy Cooper: All right, well, maybe I'll see you at Christmas.
[cut to Missy and Mandy at a tattoo parlor:]
Missy Cooper: Ow, it hurts.
Mandy: Good.

Mandy: Hey, I hope it's okay I invited Missy, Georgie's meemaw, and her fella Dale to Thanksgiving.
Audrey: Her fella?
Mandy: Her beau? I don't know what to call old people who are doing it.
Audrey: I've seen him. They're not doing it much.

Audrey: It's fine, the more the merrier.
Mandy: Okay. Thank you, I appreciate it.
Audrey: And don't think you're sticking me in a home someday. I'm dying in this house.
Mandy: What?
Audrey: You heard me.

Mandy: So, good news, your family's coming to Thanksgiving.
Georgie: Really? Everyone?
Mandy: Well, Meemaw, Dale and Missy.
Georgie: Oh, still no on my mom?
Mandy: Um, I tried, but...
Georgie: It's okay, this is great. Thank you. How'd you convince my sister?
Mandy: I ju-- I just asked nicely.
Georgie: That don't sound right.
Mandy: Well, what can I say? The kid loves me.

Meemaw: [to CeeCee] Forget the turkey, I'm gonna gobble you up.
Dale Ballard: I won't be eating any children.
Georgie: Thank y'all so much for coming.
Meemaw: You bet.
Dale Ballard: I had no choice.

Jim: So, Dale... when are you two kids gonna make it official?
Dale Ballard: I've asked repeatedly.
Meemaw: We don't need to get married. We're fine just as we are.
Dale Ballard: No, she's hoping somebody better comes along.
Meemaw: Don't you want the best for me?
Mandy: Okay, CeeCee's napping. What'd I miss?
Dale Ballard: She don't want to marry me.

Georgie: I really appreciate you coming.
Missy Cooper: Well, I knew how important it was to you.
Georgie: What'd she bribe you with?
Missy Cooper: Nothing. She just asked nicely.
Georgie: You're a lying sack of you-know-what.

Georgie: I can't believe you got 'em all here.
Mandy: Well, what can I say? You knocked up a pretty special lady.

Dale Ballard: [plays guitar and sings, with Connor playing along on accordion] ♪ I fell into a burning ring of fire ♪ ♪ I went down, down, down ♪ And the flames went higher ♪ And it burns, burns, burns - Ouch! ♪ That ring of fire ♪ That ring of fire ♪
Meemaw: [to Mandy] Still better than camping.
Connor: Everybody.
All: ♪ I fell into a burning ring of fire ♪
Jim: [Audrey kicks Jim awake] Huh?
All: ♪ Went down, down, down ♪ And the flames get higher ♪
Dale Ballard: Come on, Jim!
Jim: [half-asleep] ♪ Burns, burns ♪
All: ♪ That ring of fire ♪ That ring of fire ♪

Georgie: I thought you were off tonight.
Mandy: Uh, I was, but a shift opened up, and despite appearances, we are poor people.
Georgie: Well, I thought we were gonna have some "us" time.
Mandy: Uh, well, I get off at midnight. We can "us" time then.
Jim: Hey, I know what "us" time means. Stop it.

Georgie: All right, what are we doing?
Audrey: We?
Georgie: Once I put the baby down, we can play Monopoly, Jenga. I'm all yours.
Audrey: Well, thank you, but... [yawns] I am suddenly very tired.
Georgie: You can just say no, you don't have to pretend to be sleepy.
Audrey: Okay. No.

Jim: How are you at Gin Rummy?
Georgie: Well, it's been a while. You might have to remind me of the rules.
Jim: Are you conning me?
Georgie: Only one way to find out.

[Jim lays down a card]
Georgie: You sure about that?
[Jim takes his card back and lays down another card]
Georgie: Thank you. Gin.
Jim: Son of a bitch.
Georgie: Go again?
Jim: [yawns] I am suddenly very tired.
Georgie: Tired of losing.

Georgie: Let's see. Oh, there's your mama. See how hard she's working? That's for you. Remember that when you're a teenager and you hate your mother for no good reason, other than she's your mother.