Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I just don't want to be Professor Proton anymore.
No, a friend would have told me about the elevator.
You two are physicists...
I can't sleep.
Look, guys, keep your money. I think I'm done.
Professor Proton, it's an honor to meet you.
We just wanted to hang out with you and maybe learn a little about your life.
...and the flame goes out...
We'll pack up your stuff, meet you at the hospital.
Good thinking.
Hey, heh, bad timing. Bernadette just took Cinnamon out for a walk.
You know if you stay up all night, you're going to be sleepy tomorrow.
No. No.
- I'm sorry to hear about your troubles. - Uh, thanks.
...a.k.a. Professor Proton, will be in our apartment?
- Where'd you get that picture of her? - It's not her. I Googled "foo-foo little dogs."
Well, I hope I haven't, uh, kept the kids waiting too long for the show.
Actually, he's a genius.
Hey, uh, I just found out I have to be at the telescope lab all weekend.
- You have her? - Thank God she's okay.