Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

High five.
Oh, right, that.
I changed my mind. Get out of my spot.
No, just me.
- I'm sorry. Why can't you sleep? - Who knows?
By the way, when I say that, it's not offensive.
Uh, so, what would you like to know?
No, you can't reprogram people.
Don't be ridiculous, Raj.
No, it's a different Leonard. He's Chinese, red hair, six fingers.
How about that Gorn sitting on the couch?
- Hello, all. - Hello.
Correct. Now to business.
Why do you have to make things so complicated?
I need a drink of my mother-dunkin' bread. Know what I'm sayin, nigga?
Hard to believe I'm actually having this conversation with you.
He started America on a path to the metric system but then just gave up.
- Would you say that's 40 milliliters? - More or less.
In any case, I have been riddled with guilt...
...and I will offer you a one-time-only high five.
- Wanna get that? - Not particularly.
I'm giving you my spot on the couch.
Oh, there it is.
W is for witty, he's quick with a joke.