Howard: So it's settled. The fate of Doctor Who's TARDIS will be decided by a Game of Thrones-inspired death match on the battlefield of Thundercats versus Transformers.

Amy: Ooh, you just chose champions. It's like we're re-enacting the ancient German practice of trial by combat.
Penny: It's also like when the Mountain fought the Red Viper in Game of Thrones.
Bernadette: Leonard makes you watch that, too?
Penny: No, I like that show. It's got dragons and people doing it.

Penny: Bernadette, for every episode of Doctor Who Leonard has made me sit through, I will play on your behalf and send that TARDIS back to Gallifrey, where I hate that I know it belongs.

Sheldon: I'm so excited. And I just can't hide it.
Leonard: Oh. I'm about to lose control. And I think I like it.
Sheldon: What are you talking about?

Bernadette: How is that fair? You grew up with a table.
Howard: Yes, but I mostly used it as a battlefield in an ongoing war between the Transformers and the Thundercats for control of a bra I had found in the woods.

Bernadette: You can't just decide. How about I arm wrestle you?
Howard: That's not fair. That's like me challenging you to a sexy pants contest.

Amy: Have you made a decision about the TARDIS? I think I can sell it if we call it Big British Portapotty.

Penny: So when do you guys think you're gonna move in?
Howard: We're still figuring how much remodelling we want to do.
Bernadette: It's tricky finding the right balance between tasteful modern and Jewish mother chachki crap fest.

Howard: Come on, one day this may double in value and be worth half what I paid for it!

Howard: Excuse me. Why is there a sticker on this? It's my TARDIS from Doctor Who. I was planning on moving it in the house.
Bernadette: I think you just answered your own question.

Leonard: I don't think George Lucas put his headquarters in the middle of nowhere because he wanted people dropping in.
Sheldon: Yoda's swamp was in the middle of nowhere. Tatooine was in the middle of nowhere. Hoth was in the middle of nowhere. That's code, Leonard. He wants us to drop in.

Sheldon: Aren't you worried that sitting in the lobby for a long period of time might attract the attention of the hotel detective?
Leonard: If we do, we'll just tell him to hit the bricks, see.
Sheldon: Seems a little confrontational, but all right.

Sheldon: So, they're requesting that the white boy play the funky music, yes?
Leonard: Yes.
Sheldon: And this music we're listening to right now is funky as well?
Leonard: Sure.
Sheldon: Let me ask you this. Do you think this song is the music the white boy ultimately plays?
Leonard: It could be.
Sheldon: So it's like the musical equivalent of Russell's Paradox. The question of whether the set of all sets that don't contain themselves as members contains itself.
Leonard: Exactly.
Sheldon: Well then, I hate it. Music should just be fun.

Penny: We had one of these growing up. I used to play all the time.
Raj: Oh yeah, I loved ping pong.
Penny: Oh, I meant beer pong.

Amy: Can I be in charge of pricing? I've been going to garage sales my whole life.
Can you believe I got these pantyhose for a nickel?
Howard: All right, Amy's in charge of pricing, and being seventy-five.