The Big Bang Theory 10×11
& Raj: All right, hold on. I’m gonna drive like we do in India... Get out of my way, you syphilitic dogs!!
& Sheldon: Amy?.. Wake up.
Amy: Wh... What’s wrong?
Sheldon: It’s midnight. Happy birthday!
& Amy: What is this?
Sheldon: A functional MRI of my brain... And it’s not just an MRI. The orbitofrontal cortex is lit up because I was thinking of you.
& Sheldon: We seem to be moving on to the annual coitus portion of your birthday festivities...
& Nurse: Now I see three of you. Do we know the father, or is this some Mamma Mia nonsense?
& Penny: All right, well, you two go have fun.
Leonard: If we find my backup inhaler, maybe we can get frisky...
Penny: Oh, you sexy, wheezy little man.
& Raj: I... I said «she,» but lots of things are she— boats and cars, whales. Like, «Thar she blows.»
& Amy: What’s wrong?
Sheldon: I’m not sure. Earlier tonight, things began organically, and now it’s feeling forced, like all the Pirates of the Caribbean sequels.
& Amy: I thought I’d let Harry Potter make things hotter.
Sheldon: .... Wowza.
& Sheldon: Oh... A Gryffindor sleeping with a Hufflepuff? How scandalous... You naughty girl.
& Sheldon: You know, I just learned Amy went to a theme park without me, but I’m not going to ruin her birthday. I’ll wait, and ruin 24 individual hours sprinkled throughout the year. Boop.
& Leonard: Sorry, Stuart.
Stuart: Hey, I’m in a hospital and I’m not the patient. I’m fine.
& Penny: Oh, look at all the babies!
Sheldon: Some will be successful, some may be homeless... It’s fun to think about.
& Sheldon: ...and now it is time to complete your birthday celebration. Hankius pankius.
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