Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're moving back to India?
What did you tell Howard?!
I don't see me as some four-star general,
- I will. Hey, Bernadette? - What?!
you shagging a little Indian boy.
- What the hell is wrong with you?! - Well...
Oh, boy.
I can't believe it! Really?!
So I'm just completely confused and alone.
It's-It's not what it looks like.
(knocking)
Besides, you have nothing to worry about,
Logging off.
Can I say I ruined you for white men?
And no pressure,
and all you've got is "Buck up"?
(knocking)
of the field of battle.
Oh, my God,
(clears throat)
You know what?
I'm not in the mood, Sheldon.
All right, let's move out.
but I'm going to disregard it,
about my fiancée.
Hear, hear. Hear, hear.
You're leaving?
I haven't gotten a single acting job since I moved out here.
Sounds "Gop Rop E A Top."