Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey, baby. - His right hand is calling him?
Hey, Ma, you gotta rent me a tux!
Not important.
They just wouldn't listen.
On three. One, two, three, go!
But a better way to look at this is that I'm getting sex and you're not.
No.
I don't know, Texas.
MRS. WOLOWITZ: Right now?
If I weren't controlling you with equipment and trips, I'd be uncomfortable.
Oh, thank you. You are a lifesaver.
I had to take her. It's almost bathing-suit weather.
You scratch my back, I scratch yours.
Hey, are you enjoying that prototyper I got you?
That's it then. We're doomed.
- Are you done? - No.
Don't come in, Ma.
What about yours?
Gentlemen, adieu.
MRS. WOLOWITZ: Too busy to help your mother with her zipper?
This is my spot.
How can I calm down? I'm gonna lose my shopping cart.
It doesn't feel right.