Dad:1.What the hell were you doing out there?
Ma:2.Gorge,language.
Dad：3.What language?So?
Shldon: I was exploring dimensional kinematics.
Bro: Admit it-- he's adopted.
Shldon:How can I be adopted when I have a twin sister?
Shlodn: Think,monkey, think.
Ma:That's enough. No one's adopted.
Sis: I wish I was.
Ma: That can still be arranged. Now, let's pray.
Shldon: A moment,please.
Ma: Leave him be.
Dad: He can hold hands with his family. It won't kill him.
Shlod: We don't know that.
Shlod: Georgie,did you wash your hands before dinner? Or even this week?
Bro: None of your business.
Shldon: Hence the mittens.
Ma: Thank you, God, for this food we're about to receive and for the nourishment of our bodies; and bless the hands that prepared it.
ALL: Amen.
Bro: How come we ain't got no tater tots?
Ma:I made tater tots last night.
Bro: I'd take tater tots over mashed potaters any day.
Ma: Just eat what I made you.
Bro: Can we at least have tater tots tomorrow?
W:It was family dinners like this that led me to adopt a mid-Atlantic accent. Nobel Prize winners.. ought not be orderin' tater tots.
Ma:Everybody excited to start school Monday?
Shldon: I am.
Sis: I guess so.
Ma: Georgie? Freshman year, that's a big deal.
Bro: How can I be excited when he's gona be in the same grade as me?
Shldon: Don't worry, Georgie, I'm not planning on being in the ninth grade for very long.
Sis: All I know is he's not in the same grade as me anymore, and I'm thrilled.
Shldon: Good luck with your finger painting.
Sis: You're gonna get your ass kicked in high school.
Ma: Hey, language.
Shldon: I'm not going to be assaulted. High school is a haven for higher learning.
Dad: Oh, dear god.
Ma: Speaking of God, who's going to church with me tomorrow?
Dad: I can't.
Dad: I'm meeting with the other coaches.
Ma: You can't meet after church?
Dad: No, Marry, I can't meet after church.
Ma: Georgie?
Bro: I got to study my playbook.
Shldon: I'll go with you. Mom.
Sis: Why don't believe in God.
Shldon: No, but I believe in Mom.
Ma: I'll take it. Missy?
Sis: Can't, Heather asked me to..
Ma: You're goin'.
Sis: Son of a bitch.
Ma: Missy, Don't you throw something at the dinner table. Georgie Jr.
W: Jane Goodall had to go to Africa to study apes. I just had to go to dinner.
Ma: Never at the dinner table! You knock that off, Georgie! Do dont retaliate!