Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...through a time-traveling mailbox at my lake house.
Yeah, hang on a sec.
...then we risk losing the medical officer that our landing party has always needed.
I have a girlfriend. Ha, ha.
...put it in my pocket, and then got the hell out of there.
- Thank you. - She doesn't mean it. She's just being nice.
Always nice talking to you, Sheldon.
By making constipated moose sounds?
When I fail to open this and you succeed, it will establish you as the alpha male.
Uh, Lawrence Memorial in Galveston, Texas.
...and, suddenly, even Leonard seems like a viable sexual candidate.
Your hypothalamus is swimming in a soup of estrogen and progesterone...
Penny.
Really?
What is he doing?
A little mishap while I was building my own CAT scanner.
I'm sorry I'm late, but your companion left the most indecipherable invitation.
Penny.
I can't understand why women have such a hard time loving you.