You know who's got to be the bravest person
in the Marvel Universe?
Whoever has to give She-Hulk a bikini wax.
You want to talk brave,
how about Captain America's undocumented Mexican gardener?
He's not braver than
whoever uses the bathroom after The Thing? (chuckles)
As usual, you're all wrong.
The bravest person in the Marvel Universe
is the doctor who gives Wolverine his prostate exam.
How about the guy who gets
a prostate exam from Wolverine?
(laughs) Now you're just being silly.
Wolverine's never displayed
the slightest interest in helping others
prevent prostate cancer.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Yes, the elevator's out of order;
you'll have to use the stairs.
Of course you can.
Pizza dates back to the 16th century,
while the first elevator was not installed until 1852.
That means that for over 300 years,
people carried pizzas up stairs.
Be part of that proud tradition.
I'll go get Penny while that guy spits on our food.
Do you think they gave Wolverine an adamantium prostate?
That's a stupid question.
We're having a conversation about
probing the heinies of superheroes.
There are no stupid questions.
Yes?
Oh, um, is Penny here?
You're Leonard, right?
Yeah.
Damn, it's good to finally meet you, son.
(chuckles)
Okay, I think a bit of context here might help.
Oh, hey, Leonard. I see you met my dad.
Oh, good.
Context.
Come on in, buddy.
Take a load off.
Oh, gee, Dad, Leonard can't stay.
He just dropped by to say hello.
Thanks for stopping by, sweetie.
I'll see you later.
Bye.
That was odd.
♪ Our whole universe was in a hot, dense state ♪
♪ Then nearly 14 billion years ago expansion started... Wait! ♪
♪ The Earth began to cool ♪
♪ The autotrophs began to drool, Neanderthals developed tools ♪
♪ We built the Wall ♪ ♪ We built the pyramids ♪
♪ Math, Science, History, unraveling the mystery ♪
♪ That all started with a big bang ♪
♪ Bang! ♪
♪ The Big Bang Theory 4x09 ♪ The Boyfriend Complexity Original Air Date on November 18, 2010
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Are you sure you have enough comics?
You're going to be monitoring the telescope for 12 hours,
and by my estimate, you've only selected
seven hours of reading material.
That's even factoring in
your difficulty in parsing American comic book idioms
like "Bamf!" and "Snikt!"
Is that racist?
It feels racist.
Don't be oversensitive.
He's calling you illiterate, not your race.
Oh, okay. Good.
I don't need more comics.
Howard's gonna stop by, we're gonna play
Intergalactic Battleship and Indian Monopoly.
I don't care for novelty editions of Monopoly.
I prefer the classics: regular and Klingon.
Actually, Indian Monopoly's
just like regular, except the money's in rupees,
instead of hotels you build call centers,
and when you pick a Chance card, you might die of dysentery.
Just FYI,
that was racist.
You'll never guess what just happened.
You went out in the hallway,
stumbled into an interdimensional portal
which brought you 5,000 years into the future,
where you took advantage of the advanced technology
to build a time machine, and now you're back
to bring us all with you to the year 7010
where we are transported to work at the Thinkatorium
by telepathically controlled flying dolphins?
No.
Aw.
Penny kissed me.
Well, who would ever guess that?
What-what kind of a kiss?
A big kiss. On the mouth.
Is it possible that she was going for your cheek
and you moved and she accidentally got lip?
That happens with me and my mom all the time.
She introduced me to her father,
kissed me and then shut the door in my face.
Maybe she was trying to send you a message.
You think?
Yeah. "This man is not my father.
"I'm being held hostage.
"So I'm going to do
"something insane in the hopes
that you'll call 911."
Penny kissing me is not insane.
She used to kiss me all the time.
Einstein defined insanity as "doing the same thing
over and over again and expecting different results."
By that standard,
Penny is cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.
I'm just saying,
it felt like it may have meant something.
Ah, this takes me back.
Leonard obsessing about Penny.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love your new stuff,
but once in a while it's nice to hear the hits.
KOOTHRAPPALI: Ooh, ooh!
Do "Our babies will be smart and beautiful."
(laughs)
That one always makes me laugh.
(knocking at door)
Why do I bother talking to you people?
If it'll make you feel better, we rarely listen.
Hey, can I talk to you out here for a sec?
Yeah, sure.
(door closes)
I'm starting to think we're never going to see that pizza.
So you're probably wondering what that was all about.
What, uh, the kissing and everything?
Nah, women do that to me all the time.
Yeah, okay. The thing is, I kind of
told my father we got back together again.
What? Why?
Well, you're the first guy
he's ever really approved of, you know?
You're a scientist who went to college
and you don't have a neck tattoo
or outstanding warrants or... or a baby.
What kind of guys did you used to go out with?
Just guys.
Anyway, when I told him we split up, he was heartbroken,
and he kept bugging me: "How's Leonard?
"Why can't you get back together with Leonard?
I bet Leonard never tipped a cow over on himself."
So to get him off my back,
I told him we worked things out.
Really?
How-how'd we manage that?
What?
I mean, did you apologize?
Did you have to woo me?
(chuckles)
Get over yourself.
I whistled, you came running.
Yeah, no, I don't think so.
Okay, why are you arguing about this?
I'm just saying,
if we fake got back together,
that's totally not how it fake happened.
Oh...
Okay, whatever.
Will you please just play along until my dad leaves?
Hold on, you actually want me
to deceive your father with some sort of
sham play acting and kissing?
'Cause I'm good with that.
(door opens)
WYATT: Penny, you out here?
(chuckles)
Come on, honey, not in front of my dad.
Relax, I've seen you do a lot worse with a lot stupider.
See?
He doesn't mind.
So, Leonard, I'm taking your gal out
for a steak dinner; you want to join us?
Oh, Dad, that's nice, but Leonard has to work.
Right, Leonard?
Uh, I do, I have to work.
But I'm gonna blow that off to spend the evening
with my sweetie and her father, 'cause, you know,
just the kind of boyfriend I am.
Oh.
Come here, you.
C-7.
Miss.
How could that be a miss?
C-6 was a hit, C-8 was a hit.
Part of your starship has to be on C-7.
Not if it has a hole in the middle.
What kind of spaceship has a hole in the middle?
A Romulan Battle Bagel?
BERNADETTE: Knock-knock.
Oh, great, you made it.
Come on in.
I invited her.
So where's the telescope?
It's in Hawaii, but Raj controls it from here.
He's hoping to see Epsilon Eridani dim, which would be
evidence of a planet orbiting it.
So we just sit and stare at the screen,
waiting for something to happen?
I did it with you when we rented The Notebook.
Yes, Gena Rowlands is a treasure.
You'd better open up that bottle of wine
or I'm gonna end up with swimmer's ear.
Excuse me.
I can't be drinking, I'm about to make
an important scientific discovery here.
What? Galileo did his best work while drinking wine.
How do you know that?
Well, he was Italian.
It's a reasonable assumption.
Dude, can you even open your mouth
without spewing a cultural stereotype?
Oh, I-I'm sorry, Galileo drank Diet Sprite.
Look, you're my best friend, she's my girlfriend;
you should bond.
You know, like you and my mom did.
Your mom creeps the hell out of me.
Yes, but she's stopped calling you Slumdog Millionaire.
I do appreciate that.
Here we go.
I'd like to propose a toast.
To science and friendship.
Hold on. Wait.
No, it's okay, go ahead.
What?
Oh, I was working with
penicillin-resistant gonorrhea in the lab today
and I was just trying to remember if I washed my hands.
Thanks for the steak, Wyatt.
My pleasure.
It's nice to have dinner with a boyfriend of Penny's
that knows how to use a napkin.
(chuckles)
So not funny, Dad.
Let me tell you about this one genius she was going out with,
this-this fella Donnie.
Oh, will you please let it go?
Donnie was gonna make millions turning farm waste
into biofuel and selling it to the government.
A lot of people are doing that.
Oh, see?
Yeah, but all Donnie did was mix pig poop with a little water
and pump it into his mom's Camry.
(laughs)
Yeah, that's great.
It's a funny story. Moving on.
And Donnie was a rocket scientist compared to that boy
who wanted to get beer pong into the Olympics.
What was his name, sweetheart?
Curtis, and I'm pretty sure he was joking.
I don't know.
That petition looked real to me.
(laughs)
Yeah, okay, I think this ends
the ex-boyfriend portion of our evening.
Well, I'm just glad you finally found yourself a keeper.
Thanks, Wyatt.
I'm a keeper.
(chuckles)
Leonard, you want to come in for a nightcap?
Oh, gee, Dad, he'd love to,
but Leonard has to work in the morning.
Maybe I could go in a little late.
No, no, no, you can't.
Your career is far too important.
Behind every great man is a nagging woman
who won't let him have any fun, am I right, Leonard?
Don't I know it.
Well, good night, son.
Good night, Wyatt.
Oh, good night, honey.
Good night.
I love you.
Love you, too.
(chuckles)
Oh, friggety-frak.
Not this again.
Three, four, five-- pass go, get 2,000 rupees--
six, seven.
Whoops. Can't go any further. There's a sacred cow in my way.
Bernadette, please tell your boyfriend
to cool it with the cow jokes.
It won't help.
Once he finds a joke he likes, he sticks with it.
KOOTHRAPPALI: Yeah.
Like his haircut material.
Oh, right. Did you get your hair cut?
"No. I got them all cut."
Which is still so funny.
And when you go to a Chinese restaurant,
he always gets the same fortune in his fortune cookie.
Right. "Help, I'm a prisoner
in a Chinese fortune cookie factory."
Okay, I think that's enough about me.
He's right. Let's make fun of his mother.
"Howard, come rub my feet!
My corns are killing me!"
"Howard, help me out of the tub!
I'm stuck again!"
(knock at door)
Coming.
Hey, lovebug.
Shut up.
You know what I've been doing for the last hour?
Mm, dreamily doodling "Mrs. Leonard Hofstadter"
in a notebook?
Listening to my father go on and on
about what a great guy you are.
You got to admit, I am... I'm delightful.
Why are you making this so difficult?
It's not difficult for me.
I'm having fun.
Leonard.
What do you want me to do? You started this.
Do you want to go over and tell him we're broken up?
No. Well, then, what do you want?
I don't know.
Don't you think that's something you should
have figured out before you stomped over here?
Maybe.
Leonard, Penny, excellent.
I'd like to say I'm very happy that you're back together,
and if I can figure out a way to do so
and sound sincere, I will.
In the meantime,
I'd like to go over some proposed changes
to the roommate agreement specifically to address
Penny's annoying personal habits.
Oh, my God.
What personal habits? I have a list.
FYI, overuse of the phrase "Oh, my God" is number 12.
Okay, Sheldon, you don't have to do this
because Leonard and I are not... Ba-ba-ba-ba.
Are you sure you want to include him in this?
Include me in what?
Is there a plot afoot?
I'll have no truck with plots.
No, you're right.
No, there's... there's no plots, no trucks, no feet.
So what other annoying habits shall we discuss?
Uh, we don't discuss anything.
Leonard is the signatory to the roommate agreement.
As such, he bears responsibility
for all your infractions and must pay all fines.
Fines? Yes.
If Penny's going to be spending nights here again,
you'll need to set up an escrow account.
Sign here.
Hello, Hawaii.
This is Dr. Koothrappali in Pasadena.
I'd like you to reposition the telescope, please.
Scarlett Johansson's house!
(laughing)
I'm kidding, Hawaii.
Mahalo.
Whoo!
It might have been a mistake
to open that second bottle of wine.
Well, live and learn.
So, Raj, do you think this planet you're looking for
could have an atmosphere that supports life?
Maybe.
If it did, I'd be famous.
I'd be on the cover of magazines.
And then, instead of living alone
in my tiny apartment, I'd have a big mansion.
That sounds great.
It is.
If you like wandering around a big, empty house
with no one to love you.
We'd come visit you. No, you wouldn't.
You'd be intimidated by my wealth and fame.
My only friends would be
my genetically engineered monkey butler
and the little people I hired to be my living chess set.
He's taking a turn to the dark side, isn't he?
Hold on. He could come back.
Oh, what's the point of everything?
Nope. He's gone.
You know it's been more than a year
since I've even kissed a girl?
What about that hookup at Comic-Con you told me about?
Oh, grow up. I was lying.
I lie all the time. Nobody wants to kiss me.
Oh, you poor, poor thing.
Raj, you have to know you're a wonderful man.
There are a lot of girls out there who'll want to kiss you.
Where?
You just have to look.
(distorted): No!
Well, this was fun.
Oh! I think I got a nibble.
Oh, be careful.
Give him some line.
Okay, now reel him in.
Oh, look at that baby.
They're really biting, huh?
Yeah. They do that when you set it on easy.
(cell phone ringing)
Oh, that's me.
Hello.
Oh, hi, sweetie.
Yeah, I got up early and didn't want to wake you,
so I went out for coffee and ran into Leonard on the way back.
Guess what-- we're fishing.
Yeah. Right here on his couch.
Hey, baby. I love you!
(smacking lips)
That's Leonard.
Says he loves you.
What?
I see.
The whole thing's bull squirt, huh?
Well, that's very disappointing.
Bye.
Oh, hey.
There's been something I've been meaning to tell you.
I can't believe you would lie to me like that.
Just for the record, I did not want to be a part of this.
I'll get to you in a minute.
No hurry.
That my own daughter thinks I don't love her enough
to support her no matter what choices she makes--
well, that hurts me deeply.
I'm sorry, Daddy... Let me finish.
Oh.
I thought we were past the days
when you would try to pull the wool over my eyes.
Telling me the baggie in your underwear drawer is potpourri?
And the pee stick in your bathroom
is to check for diabetes?
You know, I'm sorry.
You're a grown woman, and I respect your right
to make your own decisions, but all I ask
is you respect me enough to be honest about them.
You're right. Look, from now on, I will tell you the truth.
Thank you. Now, why don't you go and put some clothes on
and we'll grab a bite to eat before I head for the airport.
- Now you. - Daddy, he had nothing to do...
- Keep walking. - Okay.
(door closes)
Please, please, please don't give up on her.
What?
I can't go back to the skateboard idiots,
the white rappers and all those
sweaty dumb-asses with their backwards hats.
Gee, I don't know if it's in the cards, sir.
Then, stack the deck.
Cheat.
Lie. I don't care.
I want grandkids before I die,
and I want them to grow up in a house without wheels.
I'll give it a shot.
Thank you.
Now I'm going to do something here to help you along.
Excuse me? Just don't panic.
Now, get your sorry, lying ass out of my face
and make sure I never see it again!
Oh, the reverse psychology thing.
I see. That's very clever.
Don't yap. Just get out.
I'll friend you on Facebook.
Oh, there you are.
Just so you know, I was up all night,
but I have finally completed
the Penny-specific section of the new roommate agreement.
Yeah, well, not necessary.
We broke up again.
Do you even think about other people, Leonard?
Do you?
- Hey. - Oh, how'd it go last night?
Oh, you know.
Same old, same old.
Looked through a telescope, saw some stars.
Big whoop.
Really?
You waited months for time with that telescope.
What happened?
Why? You writing a book?
I'm going to propose a hypothesis.
Last night, Raj accidentally made contact
with an alien civilization
and has been ordered by the United States government
to keep it a secret.
Nothing happened.
Can we please just change the subject?
That sounds rehearsed.
We are not alone.
Hey.
Hello.
Hey. Hey.
You get to play with Raj's big telescope last night?
Whoa.
Where did that come from?
He never touched my telescope.
Way to go shutting up.
I did shut up. Now you shut up.
Fine. Thank you.
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I can't believe you didn't call me this morning.