Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...I am in no mood to have sex tonight.
Come on. It's getting late. Time to go.
That's more like it.
Well, put your mind at ease.
- You must be curious. - Of course I'm curious.
So?
Oh, Leonard.
No, we just want information.
Used me as a human shield?
That's pretty cool.
It was a letter explaining that your dad wasn't who he said he was.
- Fine, then that. - All right, I'll tell you.
My shirt is itchy, and I wish I were dead.
You stopped and got him takeout?
...and that you should never throw it away like he did.
Hmm.
- Although... - No.
Howard, did you want your clothes arranged seasonally or by color?
You weren't sure whether you wanted to know what was in your dad's letter...
It's this stupid letter.
Yep.
It's kind of weird how grown up he is now. Happily married, throwing dinner parties.
I should've left it alone.
Sheldon?
- Howie, you okay? - Yeah, I just couldn't sleep.
Please, Leonard. He said it's okay.
I brought my own.