Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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