Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and maybe once a week, run a vacuum through this place.
- Hello. - Sorry we're late.
On the potty? What are you, 5?
I know about trying to replace someone with other stuff.
I move our relationship terminate immediately.
The motion carries.
I do not agree.
My apologies. Raj, Howard, I'd like you to meet Dr. Robert Oppenheimer.
...devastated, the Danes never invent their namesake pastry.
You don't have to sell me on cats, Leonard. I'm already a fan.
That's a peculiar conclusion.
Real... Silence?
That means it's better than his research, and by extension, of course, yours.
- Zazzles. - Zazzles?
If I don't have to boom-boom.
I'm stating it outright.
The only tree bark I know that humans consume is cinnamon.
...filled our apartment with her off-key country music caterwauling...
- We appear to have reached an impasse. - I agree.
If I hadn't told my brother Stumpy not to clear the wood chipper by hand...
I propose we resume our relationship and attempt to resolve our differences.
There's nothing he can do that'll surprise me.
...and you're trying to replace her with cats.
...making my research, ipso facto, prior in the ordo cognoscendi.
Like everybody else's.