Howard Wolowitz.
Hey, Howard. Dave Roeger here at NASA.
We need to talk about your upcoming mission.
Yes, yes, I've been doing my push-ups.
I'm still stuck at nine, but...
...that's going all the way down with no one holding me.
That's great, uh, but that's not why I called.
We've run into a bit of a snafu.
Your Soyuz capsule failed the pressurization test,
so bottom line, mission's been scrubbed.
You're kidding. So what does that mean?
Uh-huh.
Boy, I got to tell you,
I'm really disappointed.
This was my dream
ever since I was a little kid.
Okay, well, uh,
thanks for the call.
Yep, you, too.
Yes! Thank you!
Oh! Oh...
I'm not gonna die in space!
I'm gonna die the way God intended,
in my late 50s, with a heart full of pastrami.
? Our whole universe was in a hot, dense state ?
? Then nearly 14 billion years ago expansion started... Wait! ?
? The Earth began to cool ?
? The autotrophs began to drool, Neanderthals developed tools ?
? We built the Wall ? ? We built the pyramids ?
? Math, Science, History, unraveling the mystery ?
? That all started with a big bang ?
? Bang! ?
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I'm going to need a larger shirt.
This one's a little tight under the arms.
Okay.
Do you think maybe it's tight
because you're wearing long underwear?
Yes, of course that's why it's tight.
All right, let me rephrase the question.
Why are you wearing long underwear?
You're kidding.
Shouldn't the question be: why aren't you?
No, it should be: why are you? (sighs) Leonard,
these rental tuxedos have been
worn by hundreds of sweaty strangers.
I don't like my own sweat touching my skin,
how do you think I feel about theirs?
Why don't you slip this on?
Said the hangman offering a noose.
Well, that wasn't as entertaining
as when he rents bowling shoes,
but it was right up there.
Well, that's it.
My orders have been rescinded.
I am officially "no go" to space.
I'm sorry, Howard, but I got to tell you,
I'm a little relieved you're not going.
Why?
Come on, you were gonna go up in a rocket
designed in the 1960s by the Russians.
Yeah, so?
When was the last time you were at Best Buy
and you heard someone say, "Ooh, check out this Blu-ray player,
it must be good, it was built in Russia"?
Well, their technology isn't that bad.
When you come back to Earth in a Soyuz capsule, you free-fall
from space at 500 miles per hour,
and the only thing that slows you down
is a little parachute that pops out
right before you crash into the ground.
And the whole thing was designed
by the same brilliant minds who were unable to capture
Rocky and Bullwinkle.
All right, well, whatever.
I wasn't worried.
You weren't?
Let me explain the difference between you and me.
You watch
Star Trek; I live it.
Oh, please. I don't remember the episode of Star Trek
where the guy never goes to space
and brags about it in a tuxedo store.
Make all the jokes you want,
but there's only one of us here brave enough
to almost do what I almost did.
Ah, much better.
You must be burning up.
A little. But not more than your urethras
will be after whatever's in those pants swims up them.
Well...
I cut quite the dashing, yet hygienic figure, don't I?
I look like the Flash about to get married.
Oh! A tissue! A tissue!
Oh, good Lord!
Uh, where's he going?
He keeps emergency Purell in the car.
Keys! Keys! Keys!
Hey, you. Before I come in,
you should know, I have gas.
For the record, not your worst opening line.
Check it out. It's the gas I use
in my free-electron laser to support high voltages.
But it also has an interesting secondary use.
Here. Breathe this in.
B-Before I do it, if you're a cop you have tell me, right?
Just try it.
Okay.
What's it supposed to...
Oh, my God, that's so freaky!
? You're a mean one ?
? Mr. Grinch. ?
Okay. Me, me, me. Ready?
Leonard, I am your father.
I have never been more attracted to a woman
who sounds like a man in my life.
Oh...
Mm.
Hey... you know how we've been...
taking things slow? Mm-hmm.
Well, I've been thinking, and...
maybe I'm ready to...
take things a little... faster.
Oh...
great. Mm-hmm.
And I promise, after waiting four months,
fast is what you're gonna get.
You know, just-just one thing.
Look, we're in a really great place right now,
and I don't want to do anything
that will make stuff all weird again.
So we won't let it get weird.
Okay. Oh, and just a heads-up...
mm, since the last time you saw me naked,
I got a Cookie Monster tattoo.
The acceptable responses when you see it
are "awesome" or nothing.
What about...
Cookies!
Amy?
7:00, right on time.
It's not an accident.
I waited outside your door for 20 minutes.
Well, dinner's almost ready.
I must say,
I was surprised you chose to spend
our date night in your apartment.
As I mentioned,
the Pasadena City Council is debating longer crosswalk times,
and later, the LEGO store is having a midnight madness sale.
You ask anyone,
that's a hot date.
Tempting choices, but I have something special
planned for tonight.
What can be more special than having
an adequate amount of time to cross the street
on your way to buy a tiny LEGO Indiana Jones?
With our friends moving forward in their relationships,
I've decided that we should make progress in ours as well.
Oh, dear Lord.
Two years ago, we didn't even know each other,
and now I'm in your apartment after dark.
How much faster can this thing go?
I had a feeling you'd be reluctant,
which is why I'm going to dip
into my neurobiological bag of tricks.
Oh, you brain monkeys kill me. Dip away.
I have devised
an experiment that I believe will increase
your feelings for me in an accelerated time frame.
And how do you propose to do that?
Uh, hope you're not thinking
about some sort of LSD thought control.
Because there's
only one mind-expanding drug that this man enjoys,
and that's called school.
Human beings form emotional attachments as they grow up.
In your case, to your mother, superheroes, et cetera.
I'm going to attempt
an experiment that will get you to transfer
those feelings to me.
Well,
seems what's on the menu tonight
is malarkey with a big side of poppycock.
We'll see.
Let's start with a little romantic dinner music, shall we?
Super Mario Bros. theme?
Yes.
I see what you're doing.
You're attempting to build on the work
of Ebbinghaus by triggering
an involuntary memory of me playing that game--
admittedly the happiest 600 hours of my childhood...
...but it won't work.
Fine. There's no reason we still can't have
a lovely dinner. Why don't you have a seat.
Boink! Boink!
May I offer you something to drink?
You know I don't drink.
Not even...
strawberry Quik?
I love strawberry Quik.
It's my favorite pink fluid,
narrowly beating out Pepto-Bismol.
Oh, I know.
I think it will go nicely
with what I have prepared...
for dinner.
Spaghetti with little pieces of hot dog cut up in it!
Just like your mommy used to make.
Oh...
yummy, yummy!
We should do this more often.
Uh-oh.
I'm sorry. I did,
I crossed a line. I didn't mean to!
Who says something like that right in the middle
of sex?! I don't know,
it just came out. People say weird things
during sex all the time.
Okay, well, they sure as hell don't say that.
It was the heat of the moment. No,
the heat of the moment is, "Ooh, yeah, just like that,"
not "will you marry me?"
I'm sorry.
Just-just give me another chance.
Why, so you can crawl under the covers and go,
"Hey, baby, want to go look for houses
in neighborhoods with good schools?"
Again, I'm sorry.
You know, with Howard and Bernadette getting married,
I got caught up in a little wedding fever.
I take it back. You can't
take something like that back.
I mean, what are we even supposed to do now?
Okay, at some point, we'll look back
and this is going to be a funny story.
Why don't we just start doing that now?
You're kidding. No.
Hey, do you remember...
...that time when I proposed
to you in bed?
And you were all, like, "What are you doing?"
That was so funny.
So funny.
It's not funny.
Give it a minute.
Is that a little smile I see there?
I should go.
Hey, I was thinking.
For our first dance at the wedding,
what if we learn the final number from Dirty Dancing?
You're kidding. No,
come on.
How cool would that be?
Me running into your arms...
you lifting me up into the air.
Oh, you're in a good mood.
Yeah, well, why wouldn't I be?
You know, I'm marrying the girl of my dreams,
and I finally got my mother to agree
not to come on our honeymoon.
Oh, hang on.
Oh, it's NASA.
Wolowitz.
Oh! Hi, Dave. What's up?
No kidding. Really?
Well,
that's... great news.
Great, great news.
All right, I'll watch my e-mail
for the details.
Okay, talk soon.
What's so great?
It looks like I'm going into space after all.
Oh, Howie, that's wonderful!
Uh-huh, wonderful.
Yay...
What happened? I thought
they canceled your mission. Th-They did.
But NASA really wants
my telescope up on the space station,
so they're putting me on an earlier launch.
When? A...
week from Friday.
What? We're getting married that Sunday.
You're right!
I-I can't go to space.
I have to get married, and no one can say
that's not a good reason. I'll call him back.
Wait. I don't want to be
the one who stands in your way.
Well, too bad, you already did. It's a done deal.
Oh, well. But I forgive you.
No. That's not how I want to start our marriage,
killing your dream?
We'll have the wedding when you get back.
But wh-what about
all the plans and the guests?
We'll call them.
Although my dad's gonna go a little nutso
over losing his deposits.
You're right, he is!
Your dad's gonna be furious.
There's no way he's gonna let us postpone this wedding.
Well, we tried.
I'll talk to him.
He won't say no to his little girl. No!
I-I should talk to him,
man to man.
But, Howie, my dad can be a bully.
He's gonna make you cancel your space flight.
We can only hope...
that he doesn't.
Bishop to queen four,
level two.
Check.
Sheldon...
knight takes bishop.
You all right?
I'm fine.
Are you?
You left your queen exposed from above,
you trapped your knight in the corner,
and you keep sighing and saying, "Why me?"
Very well.
Can I ask you a question about women?
We got you that book last year.
Wasn't everything in there?
No, I'm having a relationship problem with Amy.
And by the way,
that book gave me nightmares.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I screwed things up pretty good with Penny.
Look at us, Leonard...
engaging in the social convention of men bellyaching
about their ol' ladies.
I guess we are.
So, what's going on?
Believe it or not,
Amy has embarked on a campaign
to increase my feelings for her by making me happy.
I'm sorry, that must be very difficult for you.
It's awful.
This morning, she arranged for me
to be an Amtrak junior conductor for the day.
It-It's usually
only open to children.
She got them to make an exception.
Shame on her.
They let me blow the whistle, Leonard.
She's good.
I know.
And it gets worse.
Her efforts are causing me
to have affectionate feelings for her
at inappropriate times.
You mean, like in bed or in the shower?
No!
Would you please stop referencing that infernal book?
For example, this morning,
I was calculating the random motion
of virtual particles in a vacuum,
when suddenly the particles morphed
into an image of Amy's dandruff...
...gently cascading down
onto her pale, slightly hunched shoulders.
What has that vixen done to me, Leonard?
And how do I make it stop?
Well, if you had a physical relationship,
I'd say propose during sex.
Turns out that's a real mood killer.
I assume we're talking about you now?
Yeah.
So, that's how this works?
I complain, and then you complain,
and no one offers any solutions?
Pretty much.
Well, no wonder the women are winning.
Mr. Rostenkowski, are you busy?
Oh, just looking at some old pictures. Come on in.
Family pictures, or...?
H-Holy crap, that's a dead person.
Last murder case before I retired.
How many bodies do you see there?
Careful,
it's a trick question.
I'm not sure.
Nah, you'll never get it.
It's a fraction.
How about that.
Anyway,
sir, I need to talk to you about something.
Walnut?
No, thank you.
I'm allergic.
Oh, sure.
My partner used to have that.
He's dead now.
From nuts?
Nah, his wife shot him.
But she was nuts, so in a way...
Nice story.
Anyway,
the reason I wanted to talk to you is
NASA has moved up my launch
to the International Space Station.
Yeah, so? So...
the date is going to conflict
with me marrying your daughter.
Now, I know what you're going to say-- I made
a commitment to Bernadette and to your family
and I've got a hell of a lot of nerve
coming in here and demanding that we postpone this thing.
Well, message heard and understood.
Mission canceled. Thank you.
Where are you going?
I'm sorry.
May I be excused?
No, you may not.
Let me tell you something.
When I first met you...
You just gonna stand there?
I'm sorry, I didn't know, is this going to...
Well, I should sit...
May I be seat... Well, I'll just sit.
When I first met you,
I didn't like you.
I'm aware of that, sir.
But then you and I had some time together.
Uh-huh.
It did not get better.
Right, right.
That silly Beatle haircut
and...
you riding around on a red Vespa,
and you're still living at home with your mother.
To be honest, I thought Bernadette chose you
to punish me.
But then I heard about your astronaut thing,
and I realized
I judged you too fast.
Maybe you are
the right guy for my little girl.
Oh, I am. And just so you know,
I'd still be an astronaut, even if I didn't go to space.
I've got an I.D. card and a NASA golf shirt.
No, no, you got to go.
You can't turn down an opportunity like this.
B-But what about the wedding
and all the money you put down for the reception?
You let me worry about that.
You go up to that space station,
and you make me proud.
Um, okay.
You got a problem with that?
All right, look, I'm gonna level with you.
I'm terrified about going into space.
What if I don't make it back?
It's gonna be okay, son.
You really think so?
Of course.
A pretty girl like Bernadette...
she'll find a new guy.
Hey.
Off to work?
Yeah.
Have a nice night.
Okay, you, too.
Penny, just, wait.
I've been thinking about what I said
when we were in bed the other night.
Yeah, I've been thinking about it, too.
I noticed you never answered me.
You're right.
No.
Uh, follow-up. Are we still dating?
Yep.
Is it still weird 'cause I proposed?
Yep.
I have a couple more quick questions.
Do you want to call me from the car?
No!
Think I played that pretty well.
Hello, Leonard.
What are you doing?
We're playing doctor.
Star Trek style.
I'm in hell, Leonard.
Don't stop.
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