Raj: But it is basic human nature. If we present him as a prize, maybe they would.
Howard: Well, he's smart, he's a respected scientist-
Sheldon: And I have the soulful eyes of a cow.
Raj: I don't know if I'd say you - Oh.

Howard: Well, this is actually an interesting social experiment.
Raj: I'm a little jealous of the people who get to do it.
Howard: Me, too. And we've seen the prize.

Penny: Come on, Amy, show us the dress.
Amy: Okay, but I'm really stepping outside of my comfort zone here.
Penny: Uh, I don't think any of your comfort zones are showing.

Bernadette: Yeah, it's your third date, maybe you could go more sexy.
Amy: Well, some people think the sexiest organ is the brain.
Penny: No one ever bought me drinks at a bar because my brain just popped out of my shirt.

Amy: Do you have any heels higher than this? He's pretty tall.
Bernadette: Ooh, tall! Finally some details about this mystery man.

Penny: Well, we're your best friends. Give us one more detail and we promise we'll leave you alone.
Amy: Fine. Umm ... he's British.
(Penny and Bernadette squeal)
Amy: All right, that is a juicy one.

Amy: I'm gonna go look for other shoes.
Penny: Good luck. I threw out all my tall ones when I married Leonard.

Sheldon: Thank you for coming by, gentlemen.
Howard: No problem.
Raj: So what's up?
Sheldon: Well, it was the two of you who found Amy Farrah Fowler for me.
Now that I'm looking for my next girlfriend, it seemed only logical that I employ your services once again.

Howard: You sure you're up for that? She did hurt you.
Sheldon: Oh, no, it's all right. I think of my time with Amy as a stick of Fruit Stripe gum: sweet and enjoyable at first, but ultimately a flavorless lump of sadness.

Raj: You're not wrong about Fruit Stripe. I-I was always a Hubba Bubba man.
Howard: Hubba Bubba over Dubble Bubble? You're crazy.
Raj: Hey, the jaw wants what it wants.

Sheldon: All I'm looking for is an educated, intelligent woman who shares my interests while retaining her own unique point of view. She should be kind, patient, and most important, unable to imagine life without me by 10:00 tonight.
Howard: Isn't that a little unreasonable?
Sheldon: All right, fine, she doesn't need her own point of view. Now, chop chop.

Penny: Don't take advice from a man who threw his shoe at a crow.

Penny: I think it's so adorable you're making Sheldon breakfast.
Leonard: Well, he's having a rough time. Amy broke his heart, the DVR cut off the last minute of Doctor Who, that crow followed him home.

Penny: Aren't you worried you're making French toast on oatmeal day?
Leonard: Ah, well, what's this? A pot of oatmeal? Or, thanks to you, what I will now call "gloatmeal".
Penny: Oh, I don't want credit for that.

Sheldon: Oh, Dr. and Mrs. Hofstadter, lovely to see you this fine morning.
Leonard: You're in a good mood.
Sheldon: Yeah, I am indeed. I have decided, instead of wallowing in sadness about Amy, it is time that I find myself a new female companion.