Amy: The important thing is I am here for you so we can mutually disparage this unpleasing third party.

Amy: You better watch that attitude, buddy. You're dating the popular girl now.

Amy: Hey, girlfriend. Can I get a what what?
Penny: What?
Amy: Close enough. I was just calling to see what you were up to tonight. I thought maybe we could head up Color Me Mine, maybe sneak in some Pinot Gris- what evs.

Amy: He was really angry that you suggested he move out.
Leonard: Oh.
Amy: I also mentioned that he and I could live together, but he was too mad at you to realize what a great idea that is.

Amy: It actually sounds like he's doing pretty well.
Penny: I really think this is going to be for the best.
Leonard: Me too. And he was able to take a sabbatical -
*Amy starts hitting Leonard with a pillow*
Amy: How could you let him go!?

Amy: Arthur passing away was harder on Sheldon than he's ready to admit. I'm really hoping this will cheer him up.
Bernadette: Me too. Although it might have been thoughtless of us to bake a Death Star cake.
Amy: No, it combines two of Sheldon's favorite things: chocolate chips and the ability to destroy a planet at the touch of a button.

Bernadette: This is pretty cool. You don't see too many spherical cakes.
*The cake rolls off the table*
Amy: I wonder why that is.

Amy: I guess it must have been back when I was in the Girl Sprouts.
Bernadette: Girl Sprouts?
Amy: My mom made it up as an alternative to the Girl Scouts. She didn't want me selling cookies on some street corner like a whore.

Bernadette: How did that get you into science?
Amy: Oh, I went to the library and took out a book on biology to see what whores did.

Leonard: You and I never hang out like this. Why is that?
Amy: I know, it's weird, right?
Leonard: Yeah, we should do it more often.
Amy: Oh, no. I mean this is weird right now.

Leonard: It's Penny.
Amy: Is she mad?
Leonard: It doesn't seem like it. She got Sheldon to go to a psychic with her.
Amy: A psychic? He considers them not only mumbo-jumbo, but extra jumbo mumbo-jumbo.

Amy: Come on. Let's get you to bed. You've had a lot to drink.
Sheldon: No more than Penny.
Amy: That's what I'm saying.

Amy: Please pass the butter!

Amy: I'm proud of you, Sheldon.
Sheldon: I'm proud of me, too. I've done all my research, I conducted an informal poll, and I've arrived at the rock solid certainly I've made the right choice.
Amy: Well, that's got to be a good feeling.
Sheldon: Oh, it is. Although ...
Amy: Oh crap!

Raj: It's too late. He's been murdered by someone in this room. Welcome to another classic Koothrappali murder mystery dinner.
Amy: I'm leaving.