Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's Sheldon's mother.

I call it the Clooney.

So write another e-mail. Set the record straight. It's no big deal.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it. Yeah. All right.

Well, we'll always have the night the heat went out.

Being betrayed by my friends?

- Give us, Lord, our daily... - Bread.

Way to destroy your reputation.

So you're still, surprise, surprise, a loser.

But I would like to remind you that in science there's no such thing as failure.

Can someone tell me what's going on here?

I forgive you, let's go home.

I call it the Mario and Luigi, but whatever.

That was even a plan.

Hello? I'm wearing a red turtleneck.