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Sheldon [reading inscription]: "To Sheldon, sorry this took so long. Your friend, Wil Wheaton."
Wil: It's my last one and I want you to have it.
Sheldon: Look everyone, Wil Wheaton is my friend.

And you're going to have to choke back a hot sob of regret and humiliation as you mumble "I was, but I chose to go to a party thrown by the one kid from 'Stand by Me' that no one remembers."


Leonard: I'm going to a party. I'm not turning R2-D2 and C3PO over to the Empire!
Sheldon: Not yet.

... it was cooler for him to be the lower-left corner on Hollywood Squares.


Sheldon: This will just take a moment, it's on a five and a quarter inch floppy.
Amy: A floppy disk?
Sheldon: Well, I started the list when I was nine.

Penny: Wil Wheaton is Sheldon's mortal enemy.
Amy: Mortal enemy?
Penny: Mm-hmm.
Amy: Sheldon, I know you are a bit of a left-handed monkey wrench but... you really have a mortal enemy?
Sheldon: In fact, I have 61 of them.

Oh, boo-hoo, you're not going to space!


Howard: You know, there's a saying we have at NASA. What makes the right stuff so right is that it always comes home.
Bernadette: Stop talking, Howard.

Bernadette: Are those Russian rockets safe?
Howard: Well, I mean, safe as it can be when it was build by the good folks who brought you Chernobyl.

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