Mrs. Fowler: Oh, my God. There's mama's girl.
Amy: Hi, Mom.
Mrs. Fowler: Oh! Oh, Larry, look at her! Can you believe our little lamb is finally getting married? [Mr. Fowler steps forward and opens his mouth to answer] He can't believe it.
And neither can I.

Mrs. Fowler: And did you know that my Amy played Amelia Earhart in the eighth grade?
Penny: Amy, you never said you were in a school play.
Mrs. Fowler: Oh, no, no, at home. I'd never let her do a school play. Those kids just take drugs and have intercourse.

Leonard: You know, Amy still does some performing. She and Sheldon do an Internet show about flags.
Mrs. Fowler: Amy? V-Videos on the Internet? You know what men use those for.
Raj: If you're talking about Fun with Flags, I use it to go to sleep.

Amy: Sheldon, don't listen to her. She doesn't know what she's talking about. She's crazy!
Mrs. Fowler: Hello, Amy.
Amy: Hello, Mother.
Mrs. Fowler: Great news. We-we can come for Thanksgiving this year.

Amy: So are you feeling okay? No wedding jitters?
Sheldon: No. There is nothing in the world that would stop me from marrying you tomorrow, even me from the future coming back to prevent the wedding and the subsequent birth of a child who will destroy humanity.
Amy: Because if you came from the future, that would mean you already went through with the wedding because you believe that time travel is on a closed loop.
Sheldon: I love you so damn much.

Sheldon: Amy, I usually know exactly what to say. But in this moment I have no words.
I guess I'm overwhelmed by you. In a good way. Not in the elevator in the Haunted Mansion way. Even if I can't tell you now how I feel, I will spend my life showing you how much I love you.

Sheldon: Are you having an allergic reaction to my boutonniere?
Leonard: No. I'm just so happy for you. And for me. After today, you are officially - and, more important, legally - Amy's problem.
Sheldon: Don't be silly, Leonard. I will always be your problem.