Young Sheldon

Previously onYoung Sheldon...Can we talk?

I'm pregnant.

You've got a lot

going on right now.

Maybe take some time off,

focus on things at home.

Hold on.

Are you firing her?

Hey, George.

What's up?

Georgie and I ran into a little...

problem at the border.

What border?

The Mexican one.

We got arrested.

What?

Who is it?

Arrested?

What do you mean, arrested?

I don't know. Some problem with Customs.

What were they doing in Mexico?I don't know.

Why didn't they tell us they were going?

How many times I got to say I don't know?

All right, what do you know?

Well, they're probably gonna have to pay some fine,

and-and they're gonna need cash.

My son is gonna be in jail overnight?

What about your mother?

Oh, she's been there before.

Meemaw's in jail?Uh...

No.Forget about it.

Forget about it? Do I need to remind you I remember my birth?

Go to your room.

That was a rough day.

Rough day for me.

Wait here.

You see what I see?

What?

An open window.

You want to make a run for it?

You got a better plan?

Yes.

You shutting up.

Son of a bitch.

New shirt.

You give me some seltzer, I can get that

right out.Shh.

Sorry.So,

smuggling cigarettes.

Your Honor, there was no smuggling.

This is a... misunderstanding.

400 cartons of undeclared cigarettes?

Is that over the limit?

By 399.

I told you not to talk.

And he told you not to talk.

All right.

Here's youroptions:

plead not guilty, post a bond,

come back here for a trial,

which you will lose,

because you're guilty.

Or?Plead guilty,

pay a fine

and I never see your face again.

But we get the cigarettes back, right?

No.

How much is the fine?

Why don't we say $2,500?

Let's say $500.

This is not a negotiation.

I hear ya.

$750.

We're done.

Leon, get these clowns out of here.

Your Honor, please,

I really need those cigarettes back.

My girlfriend's gonna have my baby

and I was gonna sell 'em to help pay for the medical expenses.

That's a touching story.

Leon!

Sorry.

Too much Mountain Dew.

Take 'em back to holding.

How 'bout $1,000 and you can keep my grandson?

What is happening to our family?

I know. Georgie and Meemaw in jail.

Mom getting kicked out of the church.

Georgie having a baby out of wedlock.

You know what this means, don't you?

What?

We really are white trash.

Speak for yourself.

I'm in college on a full ride.

But I wish y'all luck.

I really appreciate this, Dale.

Smuggling cigarettes?

What the hell was she thinking?

It was Georgie's idea.

Well, that makes more sense.

Well,

whose truck we taking?

You're coming?

My ex-girlfriend in jail at the Mexican border?

I got to take pictures.

All right, I'll drive.

But we got to stop and get film.

Who you spying on?

Meemaw's house. There's a strange woman

loitering on her porch.

Let me see.

Should we call the police?

Nah, she's too pretty

to be a burglar.

I don't think that's how that works.

Connie? Are you okay?

All right, I'm coming in.

Freeze, dirtbag.

Who are you?

No, no, we have

the moral high ground here.

Yeah. Who are you?

I'm a friend of the lady that lives here.

I'm worried about her.

That's no lady. That's our meemaw.

Are you Georgie's brother and sister?

Yeah.

I'm Mandy.

I'm Georgie's...

I'm Mandy.

Oh, really?

Yeah, really.

And I'm worried about your meemaw.

Well, you don't have to be. She's fine.

She is?

Yes, Sheldon, she is.

So she's not in jail?

She's in jail?

Well, I thought so, but maybe not.

So why is Connie in jail?

That's family business.

Although Mandy is carrying Georgie's baby

and Georgie's also in jail, so...

Georgie's in jail?!

Why are you still talking?

That is a valid question.

It's past my bedtime.

Good. Go.

Nice meeting you!

So, what happened?

All I know is they had a problem at the border.

Something about smuggling cigarettes.

What an idiot.Hey.

He was just trying to make money 'cause you got pregnant.

Oh, so this is my fault?

He didn't make that baby on his own.

Look, you're just a kid, okay?

You don't understand what's going on here.

I know my mom lost her job and got kicked out of the church

because you won't marry my brother.

I didn't know that.

So did I win this argument?

Feels like I did.

Okay, God,

we need to talk.

Are you testing me?

Is this a test?

Am I Mrs. Job?

I try to be a good person, but...

lately, it feels like you are smacking me down

every chance you get.

And I know that that might sound a little ungrateful right now,

as I load my new dishwasher--

that I love--

but can't you pick on someone else for a while?

Who are you talking to?

God.To yourself. Got it.

And you think, like Job, God is testing your faith?

Sure would explain

all the bad things that have been happening.

So believing in a god who's going out of his way

to ruin your life is more comforting

than believing there's no God at all?

Isn't it past your bedtime?

I know. Good night.W-Wait.

Where's your sister?

At Meemaw's, talking to Mandy.

What? Why?

Can we table this for tomorrow?

I'm running on fumes.

So instead of traveling around the country with me,

she'd rather smuggle cigarettes and rot in jail.

How the hell is that supposed to make me feel?

I don't know.

Bad?

Damn right, bad.

Treated that woman like a queen.

Didn't you break up with her?

That was a bluff.

Never thought she'd call it.