- Nicki Henrickson: I want my child raised in an environment where God hasn't been taken out of the schools.
- Margene Heffman: Me, Bill, Nicki. You, Bill, Nicki. Nicki, Bill, you on account of Nicki already being dead.
- Barb Henrickson: See. Simple, simple.
- Nicolette Grant: Is that Ben?
- Margene Heffman: And that must be Brynn. What do we do?
- Nicolette Grant: This...
- [Nicki beeps the car horn]
- Margene Heffman: Nicki. Stop it.
- [beeps again]
- Margene Heffman: Stop it!
- [beeps again]
- Margene Heffman: Stop it!
- Nicolette Grant: This is why mothers shouldn't work.
- Margene Heffman: We don't work.
- Nicolette Grant: Barb should be at home.
- Margene Heffman: We're at home.
- Margene Heffman: Hi! Ah, we told your mom we'd pick you up. She had a ton of papers to grade.
- Ben Henrickson: Oh, ah, well... OK. Um, everybody, this is Brynn.
- Margene Heffman: Hi.
- Nicolette Grant: I'm Lucy. This is Ethel.
- Ben Henrickson: These are my neighbors.
- Margene Heffman: So where can we take you, Brynn?
- Brynn: Um, Sandy Points Drive, off South State.
- [Margie gestures toward the back seat of the car]
- Brynn: Thanks.
- Margene Heffman: Sorry about the sod.
- Brynn: That's OK.
- Nicolette Grant: Watch out for grubs.
- Nicolette Grant: So, we met Brynn.
- Barb Henrickson: You did?
- Margene Heffman: Yeah, and she wants to meet you.
- Barb Henrickson: Well, I've set it up three different times with Ben, and every time he's weaseled out of it, so...
- Nicolette Grant: He's probably afraid for you to meet her.
- [Margie whispers]
- Margene Heffman: They were kissing behind the track.
- [Whispers softer]
- Margene Heffman: Really kissing.
- Barb Henrickson: So did you say something to him about it?
- Nicolette Grant: No, I'm not sure we share the same values on these things.
- Rhonda Volmer: Adaleen, did you take your vitamins?
- Adaleen Grant: Yes.
- Rhonda Volmer: ''Cause you forget.
- Adaleen Grant: Well, I didn't.
- [Rhonda leaves the room]
- Nicolette Grant: I don't know how you deal with her.
- Adaleen Grant: I love her, and we are all equals. But last night I did dream I was trying to push her out the car door while driving along at a pretty quick clip.
- [talking about Nicki's will]
- Adaleen Grant: Nicolette, work it out. Be happy. You were always such a happy baby. Actually, no. That was Christa.
- Margene Heffman: I am happy. I love you both so much.
- Nicolette Grant: You're overheated. Put on a hat.