Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Leonard, she's in my spot. - Yeah, yeah.
Okay, let me guess.
Oh!
...to three square miles in the Hollywood Hills.
I talked to Sheldon and he feels terrible.
With her head in the lap of--
God bless you, Google Street View registered trademark.
And for our suddenly-back-on-the-Hindu-wagon Raj...
I don't care. I was in junior rodeo. I can hogtie and castrate him in 60 seconds.
Salad.
It's totally gonna be Summer.
I'm banished?
who's filling in for carla? atut.
The big deal is that nobody touches food on my plate.
Mua-ha-ha.
Telephone wires can't electrocute you, can they?
She keeps sitting in my spot.
Never mind. Never mind. That's not important.
She's taller than all the women in my family combined.
A.k.a. the future Mrs. Howard Wolowitz.
I dare you.
I really didn't wanna do this...
Oh, do we have to suffer...
Oh, worf. Nice.
- To do what? - Party with the pretty girls, dude.