Pearl: You're gonna love this, DJ. We jump into there... from up there.
Dean: There's no way you guys actually do that.
Pearl: I know you're not scared, DJ.
Buster: Yeah, this is nothing compared to the gunfire you said you fall asleep to in Montgomery.
Pearl: And the interstate highway you said you walk across to get to school.

Bessie: Look at you. Kim, when did you turn into a woman? And is this Dean? Oh, my goodness. You've got even more handsome! Lillian, are you feeding these children? They're so skinny!
Lillian: Feed them. [exhales] I knew I was forgetting something.
Bessie: I hope y'all don't talk to your parents as fresh as your mama talks to me.

Bill: Bessie, great to see you, too. I brought something for you.
Bessie: Oh.
Bill: My latest 45.
Bessie: How sweet. 'Course I can't play it, 'cause it's the devil's music. But I am going to hang it up so I can brag on my talented son-in-law!

Dean: No way!
Adult Dean: Maybe this wasn't gonna be as bad as I thought!
Bessie: Hold your horses. We only turn that on for two programs... The news and Lawrence Welk.
Adult Dean: Nope, it was exactly as bad as I thought.
Dean: Maybe just one cartoon?
Bessie: Won't be having you use up all our electricity.
Kim: I hope that rule doesn't apply to the telephone.
Bill: They'd have to sell the farm to cover your long-distance bill.

Bessie: Don't bother Lillian with that! It's just a couple of letters.
Lillian: [sighs] Well, what does it say?
Bessie: They all say the same thing. I don't have time to read every last one. It's planting season. Which is harder now because the clock's moving forward because of your President Johnson.
Lillian: Oh, so now I'm wrong for voting.
Adult Dean: Without television, watching them fight was the most entertaining show around. Still, Mama was no Shecky Greene.

Big Jim: Bessie, our daughter is as smart as any lawyers. Let her help.
Adult Dean: At least Mama had something to do. I was already bored.
Big Jim: Okay. [grunts] Time to get to work.
Bill: Dean, come on. You might learn a thing or two from your Grandpa.
Adult Dean: Ugh! Can't you see I'm busy being bored?

Bill: Dean, look, your cousins are coming.
Adult Dean: Well, some were cousins, some were second cousins, some were cousins of my play cousins... I-I never knew for sure. Like I said, country.
Big Jim: They're gonna help me shuck corn. You wanna come?
Bill: Go. It'll do you good to reconnect with them. And I pay a dime a bushel.
Adult Dean: A day with my country cousins? I'd rather drink a gallon of transmission fluid. But it didn't seem like I had much of a choice.

Pearl: So, we gonna see you tomorrow, Dean?
Dean: Sure will. Oh, and call me "DJ." 'Cause my middle name starts with a "J." That's what everybody calls me back in Montgomery.
Adult Dean: Yeah, nobody ever called me that. But I felt like a cool cousin from the city should have a cool nickname.
Big Jim: Come on, uh... DJ. Time to get back to the house.

Lillian: I'm telling you exactly what they said at the courthouse... There's no record of you owning this land!
Bessie: What do you call this? My mama's granddad was a sharecropper on this land. He bought it from the man that owned it... Paid him a little each month till it was his, free and clear. The proof's right here. I got a map, too. Here is the boundary between us and the neighbor's. Goes from the creek to the rock pile to the walnut tree... The tree's gone, but you can still see the stump.
Lillian: Yeah, I-I don't think the county is gonna accept that.
Bessie: Why'd you need to get the government involved?! Next thing you know, they're gonna make us pay taxes!
Lillian: I'm gon' pretend like I didn't just hear that.

Lillian: Uh... what I think we should do is get a lawyer. Bill and I can help pay for it.
Bill: Wait. What now? This one of those lawyers we can pay with a chicken or something?
Bessie: Oh, so it's not enough for you to stir up trouble, now you're gonna start throwing your money around?
Lillian: We're not throwing money around. We just want to help out. Right, Bill?
Bill: Of course. Right. [to Dean] I'll go up to three chickens, but that's it.