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You told me it's mind-blowing, so my mind is going into it pre-blown.
And if you don't answer the phone, we can't know.
All right. Well, off the top of my head...
Well, it beats, "You know I'm a dude, right?"
If that contract breaks down, then all social contracts break down.
- You? - Fine.
...suggest that Leonard is humorously mocking your efforts in space plumbing.
Howard's space toilet. I'll tell you later.
How teeny-tiny?
Well, in that case, do you mind giving me some advice?
During the kissing?
I guess the thing to do now is, you know, pick yourself up.
Great, so how'd it go with Stuart last night?
Maybe if you were helping, you'd feel better about yourself.
I'm really more of a right now kind of guy.
...and I made a teeny-tiny mistake on the specifications for the diverter valve.
They're on me today, boys.
- I'm sorry. - Said the Grinch to Christmas.
Anyway, I was just wondering if you had any last-minute advice.
Houston, International Space Station.
Thanks, Leonard.
You're not going to answer it?
He's right. This is an important achievement for two reasons: