Amy Farrah Fowler: "If this humiliating experience is really troubling you, there are things we could do about it"
Sheldon: "For instance?"
Amy Farrah Fowler: "Well, the first thing that comes to mind is isolating the part of your brain where the memory is stored and destroying it with a laser"
Sheldon: "Hmm, no. One slip of the hand, and suddenly I'm sitting in the Engineering Department, building doodads with Wolowitz"
Where the noble, semi-skilled laborers execute the vision of those who think and dream.
Hello, Oompa Loompas of science!
Dr. Sheldon Cooper
Kickass: How do I get a hold of you?
Hit Girl: You just contact the mayor's office. He has a special signal he shines in the sky; it's in the shape of a giant cock.