Sheldon Cooper: now that Amy and I have spent quality time together, I feel much confident proceeding to the next stage of our relationship. Penny: And that is? Sheldon Cooper: Using in vitro fertilization and a surrogate uterus to gist humanity with our progeny. Penny: You're still on that? Sheldon Cooper: In these uncertain times, doesn't humanity deserve a gift?
Woman in hospital: What is this? Howard Wolowitz: It's a robot arm. Woman in hospital: Where's the rest of the robot? Howard Wolowitz: I only built the arm. Woman in hospital: 'Cause that's all you needed, right?
Penny: My point is, I know more about dating than you, and if you were as smart as you think you are, you would listen to me. Sheldon Cooper: If you know so much, how come I have a date tonight and you have nothing better to do than drive me to it?
Sheldon Cooper: I'm quite aware of the way humans usually reproduce, which is messy, unsanitary, and based on living next to you for three years, Involves loud and unnecessary appeals to a deity. Penny: Oh, God. Sheldon Cooper: Yes, exactly.
Howard Wolowitz: That, dear lady, is the Wolowitz Programmable Hand, designed for extravehicular repairs on the International Space Station. Penny: Ah, cool. Howard Wolowitz: Ask me to pass the soy sauce. Penny: Oh, does that come up much on the space station?