Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's real? What isn't? How can I know?
- How was the comic-book store? - Fine. The new issue of Flash is out.
Oh, uh, no big deal.
You're in my spot.
No, this isn't right.
- You did make that up, right? - Oh, God, I wish I had.
That's not fair. You're not even a physicist.
I work in my desk chair and eat in my spot.
We hide in the parking lot and ambush people when they come to pee.
There, problem solved.
Fine. Happy?
Oh, for God's sake, Sheldon.
They left me here to die.
Oh, that. Penny did that.
I'm sorry, Leonard. But revenge is a dish best served cold.
The big wet ball of death.
Sheldon, I am really, really sorry, but it's only for a week.
Oh.
That is my spot.
Dereliction of duty in the face of the enemy is a court-martial offense.
About 12 seconds ago.
I mean, for free.