Howard: What are you guys up to?
Sheldon: Oh, father-in-law, son-in-law bonding. It's going great. Look at what he bought me at the train store. (blows whistle) Yeah, it sounded louder in the car.

Mr. Fowler: Oh, how did you do that?
Howard: Sorry, a magician never shares his secrets.
Mr. Fowler: I'll give you a hundred bucks.
Howard: Sold!
Mr. Fowler: Okay. Hey. Where's my wallet?
Howard: Voilà!

Penny: Raj, it's gonna be okay. Look, sex isn't the most important thing in a relationship.
My first time with Leonard was nothing to write home about.
Raj: Really?
Penny: Yeah, but, you know, over time it got better.
Raj: So practice makes perfect?
Penny: Well, practice makes better.

Raj: Oh, my God, oh, my God, she just texted. She's on her way up!
Penny: Raj, calm down. You got this.
Raj: Yes. Thank you, thank you. I got this.
Penny: Just remember, the most important thing is to have fun.
Raj: Stop putting so much pressure on me!

Anu: Hi. [Raj gestures as he's unable to speak] Everything okay? Why are you acting so weird? Raj? [Raj walks into the bathroom with a bottle of champagne] What's going on?
Raj: [champagne cork pops] Be right out! You look beautiful!

Anu: Sorry, I had to use the facilities. With a bottle of champagne?
Raj: Mm, I like to celebrate the little things in life. You need to go? There's still some left.
Anu: Raj, what is going on?
Raj: No, no, it's not what's going on, it's what's comin' off.
Anu: Stop it. You're acting weird, and it's freaking me out.
Raj: Why? Because I couldn't talk and ran in the bathroom to slug back a bottle of champagne when I pretended to pee?

Howard: It's okay. Here, let me show you again.
Mr. Fowler: It's like you're actually magic.
Bernadette: You can do that but you still can't get my bra off.
Howard: The rings don't roll their eyes at me.

Sheldon: Excuse me, Turnip, we need to get going.
Mr. Fowler: But-but Howard was gonna show me some close-up magic.
Sheldon: Well, if you want to see real magic, I'll take you to Union Station, home to trains, subways and buses that, every half hour - voilà - drive to the airport.

Raj: Okay, you wanted the truth, here it is.
Anu: You have a drinking problem.
Raj: No. I, uh, I have a talking problem, and a drinking solution.

Raj: Oh, Anu, for most of my life, I got so nervous around women that I couldn't talk to them without alcohol.
Anu: So you've been drunk every time we've seen each other?
Raj: No. No. It hasn't happened in a long time. And I really thought I was over it, but I guess I don't know, I guess I wanted so much for tonight to go well, that I stressed myself out. It came back.
Anu: Why didn't you tell me about this before?
Raj: I was embarrassed.
Anu: I get that.

Anu: If it makes you feel any better, I've got things I'm embarrassed about, too.
Raj: Really? Will you tell me one?
Anu: Okay. Um, ugh. I hate telling people this. I don't like music.
Raj: What kind of music?
Anu: Just all of it. It sort of seems like a waste of time.
Raj: Even Beyonce?
Anu: See, this is why I don't tell people.
Raj: No. Um, it's fine. It's just, have you heard "Single Ladies"?
Anu: Yeah, and I don't get it. I mean, the lyrics are "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."
Raj: You have to sing it in the voice of a goddess. Like: Oh, wa-ah, oh Wa-ah, oh Oh, oh, oh Wa-ah, oh. (laughs)
Anu: My point is, we both have our little eccentricities.
Raj: Little eccentricities? One is a deep-seated psychological disturbance, and the other can be solved by half a glass of chardonnay.

Sheldon: So the doctor prescribed Nizoral and it blocked enzyme action, and the fungus cleared right up.
Mrs. Fowler: That's a very disturbing picture.
Sheldon: Yes, well, they say a picture's worth a thousand words, but I say nothing beats a picture and a thousand words.
Mrs. Fowler: Still, you might want to take it off Facebook.
Sheldon: Oh, no. It's in my nature to share.

Sheldon: So, your turn. Uh, other than Amy, have you every had anything removed from your body?
Mrs. Fowler: I am not going to answer that.
Sheldon: Smart. Save something for our next get-together.

Sheldon: Oh, we should commemorate this one with a selfie. Oh, look at us, two peas in a pod. Oh, speaking of vegetables, how about I start calling you Old Lady Green Beans?

Penny: Hey, you look deep in thought.
Leonard: Ah, I'm just reflecting.
Penny: About what?
Leonard: The first time we slept together.
Penny: Oh, honey. Don't beat yourself up; it's great now.