Amy: All these bright people sitting around a table by candlelight. It feels like we could be an eighteenth century French salon.

Penny: This food is amazing.
Raj: And not a vegetable in sight.
Howard: That's not true. We've got tomatoes right here.

Howard: Hey guys. I just want everyone to know tonight's not a sad occasion.
Bernadette: Yeah, we just want to have the kind of dinner that we've all had here so many times before.
Howard: Good food. Good friends. And, sometime around midnight, heartburn that makes you pray for death.

Sheldon: Hi. Hello. And a special hello to Leonard, who needs to be mentioned by name.
Leonard: Subtle.
Sheldon: But you got it right.

Raj: Okay. So we've got three briskets, four meatloafs, one lasagne.
Howard: No, that's noodle kugel.
Raj: One Jewish lasagne.

Penny: Wow, it looks really pretty in here.
Stuart: Yeah, turns out half a dozen Menorahs really sets a mood.

Bernadette: Shall we tell everyone not to come?
Howard: No, I wanna do this.
Bernadette: Okay. I'll keep it together if you can.
Raj: I'm not making any promises.

Howard: I'm never gonna talk to her again.

Raj: And one giant container of matzah ball soup.
Howard: Ma, always kept it on hand. In case I got sick. She thought she could cure anything with her cooking. Even the time I got food poisoning, from her cooking.

Leonard: He always needs all the attention. He's such a baby.
Penny: I know. I know.
Leonard: I swear he is never playing with my helicopter.

Sheldon: Is it my fault I have a much bigger reputation than he does?
Amy: It's not your fault.
Sheldon: Is it my fault that my name came first on the paper alphabetically?
Amy: Not your fault.
Sheldon: Is it my fault that when the reporter cited me as the lead scientist, I didn't correct him?
Amy: Hey look at that pretty bird.

Leonard: I'm the one who thought of it.
Penny: Well, didn't he do a lot of the work?
Leonard: But now he's happy to let everyone think he's responsible for everything.
Penny: And that's why you get an iPad helicopter.

Howard: Oh, man. This is the boutineer from my high school prom. A piece of cake from my Bar Mitzvah.
Bernadette: Did she throw anything away?
Howard: No. If I find my foreskin, I'm gonna kill myself.

Leonard: I know shopping cheers you up, but it's not really my thing.
Penny: Well, how about this helicopter you control with an iPad?
Leonard: Does it have a camera in it?
Penny: It does have a camera in it.
Leonard: Baby's listening.

Penny: I mean, who even reads Scientific American?
Leonard: It's kind of a big deal.
Penny: If it's such a big deal, how come the biggest celebrity they could get for the cover is a molecule?