Big Bang Theory s04e14 Episode Script
The Thespian Catalyst
Good evening.
I'm your guest lecturer, Dr.
Sheldon Cooper.
I was expecting applause, but I suppose stunned silence is equally appropriate.
I agreed to speak to you this evening, because I was told that you're the best and the brightest of this university's doctoral candidates.
Hmm.
Of course, that's like saying you are the most important electron in a hydrogen atom.
(chuckles) 'Cause, you see, there's only one electron in a hydrogen atom.
Best and brightest, my sweet patootie.
All right, let's begin.
Show of hands, who here is familiar with the concept of topological insulators? Don't kid yourselves.
I found another tweet from a student at Sheldon's lecture.
"Dr.
Cooper has taken a relatively boring subject "and managed to make it completely insufferable.
Plus, he looks like a giant insect.
" (laughing) Look.
Listen to this one.
"Does Einstein's theory explain why time flies "when you're having fun, "but when you're listening to Dr.
Cooper, it falls out of the sky, dead?" (chuckling) Ooh, somebody took pictures and uploaded them to their Flickr account.
Wow.
How do you get an entire lecture hall to flip you off at the same time? Apparently, if you're Sheldon, all you need to do is turn your back.
Hey, Leonard, is your wi-fi down? I can't get on.
Oh, Sheldon changed the password.
It's now "Penny is a freeloader.
" No spaces.
Thanks.
What are you guys doing? Sheldon gave a lecture at the university tonight.
We're reading the reviews.
Oh.
How'd he do? Well, picture the Hindenburg meets Chernobyl meets Three Mile Island meets Tron 2.
That bad, huh? Read this woman's tweet.
"Listening to Dr.
Cooper has made me want to start cutting myself again"" Yeah.
(laughs) Good evening, Leonard, Howard, Raj, freeloader.
So, how'd the lecture go? In a word, triumphant.
Really? Triumphant? Oh, yes, you should have seen those young people.
Thirsty for knowledge, drinking in my wisdom.
I may have changed a few lives today.
Oh, please let me tell him.
I don't know, I kind of promised Howard.
Tell me what? Actually, we should all share the moment.
Raj, if you would.
Oh, tweets about my lecture.
Hmm That's rather unfair.
That's downright cruel.
Plus, insects have six legs.
Yeah, I'm not familiar with the acronym "KMN"" From the context, we think it means "kill me now.
" Well, I suppose everyone's entitled to their own opinion.
I think I'll turn in.
I didn't want to teach those poopy heads, anyway.
FYI, I think that's what Darth Vader said just before he started building the Death Star.
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! Sheldon still moping? Yeah, it's weird.
Even though he didn't want to give the lecture in the first place, being rejected by those students really hit him hard.
I know the feeling.
It's like accidentally walking into a gay bar and then having no one hit on you.
It-It happened to a friend of mine.
Are you guys doing okay? Leonard and I are fine, but I think Raj needs to meet a girl really soon.
Well, that shouldn't be too hard.
He's such a cutie.
Thank you, but "cute" is for bunnies.
I want to be something with sex appeal, like like a labradoodle.
Labradoodle? We might be starting to zero in on your problem.
Don't you listen to them.
You've got plenty of sex appeal.
You really think so? Yeah.
You're a hottie.
Well, thanks, Bernadette.
And just for the record, labradoodles are hypo-allergenic, which is a very sexy quality to those troubled by animal dander.
AMY (on computer): So, what do you think? It's a charming illusion, but it does not cheer me up.
Not even when I do this? (making popping sounds) No.
Well, that was the last arrow in my quiver of whimsy.
Do you realize that teaching is the first thing I've failed at since my ill-fated attempt to complete a chin-up in March of 1989? If this humiliating experience is really troubling you, there are things we could do about it.
For instance? 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.
Hmm, no.
One slip of the hand, and suddenly I'm sitting in the Engineering Department, building doodads with Wolowitz.
All right.
Have you considered improving your socialization skills, thus allowing you to communicate more effectively with other people? Isn't that their burden? I'm the one with something interesting to say.
Fair enough, but in its essence, teaching is a performance art.
In the classroom paradigm, the teacher has the responsibility to communicate, as well as entertain and engage.
I sense that you're trying to slow-walk me to an epiphany.
Would you mind very much jumping to it? Perhaps you should consider taking acting lessons.
Acting lessons.
Interesting.
It might help if I could act as though I care about my students and whether or not they learn.
Penny.
Penny.
Penny.
What? You're an "actress," correct? I'm not an "actress.
" I'm an actress.
All right.
You're an actress.
I need you to teach me.
You want an acting lesson? Perhaps two.
I'd like to master the craft.
Okay, where is this coming from? It has been suggested to me that acting techniques could improve my lecturing, at which, if certain tweets and blogs are to be believed, I "suck the big one.
" Yeah, I saw those.
They were funny.
I printed a few out and put 'em on my fridge.
So, when could we start? Okay, just to be clear.
You are asking me for help because I know something that the brilliant Dr.
Sheldon Cooper doesn't.
I suppose that's one way to look at it.
I think it's the only way to look at it.
Are you going to help me or not? Probably.
I'm just enjoying the foreplay.
Does this mean you are done mocking my acting career? Oh, I'm sorry, I thought making the transition from actor to acting teacher was the signal that one's career had reached the end of the road.
Forget it.
I'll pay you $40.
Saturday, 9:00 a.
m.
Bring cash.
Raj, I have amazing news! What? I just got offered a fellowship at the Weitzmann Institute in Israel.
Dude, that's incredible! I know.
The only thing is, I'm gonna be gone for two years.
Aw, I'm gonna miss you.
Are you going with him? I have to stay here for school.
That's what we're here to talk to you about.
You see, Bernadette has needs.
What kind of needs? Sexual needs.
Most of them regular, some of them kind of messed up.
So, while I'm gone, you're going to have to satisfy her.
What do you say? I say okey-dokey.
What ya thinking so hard about? Just that I'm definitely not gay.
(knocking at door) SHELDON (shouting): Penny! Penny! Penny! What's wrong? Nothing.
I was acting.
(sighs) You were acting.
Yes.
In preparation for today's studies, I read Stanislavski's An Actor Prepares, Stella Adler's The Technique of Acting, Uta Hagen's Respect for Acting, and Henry Winkler's Ayyy, I'm an Actor.
Well, good for you.
Come on in.
How shall we begin? Well, I thought we'd start with some basic movement exercises.
You know, get our bodies warmed up a little.
All right.
So I just want you to relax and kind of move around in the space.
You know, just do whatever feels natural.
Sheldon? You said to do whatever feels natural.
This feels natural.
Certainly more natural than what you're doing.
Come on, you got to work with me.
We need to get connected with our bodies.
Penny, my body and I have a relationship that works best when we maintain a cool, wary distance from each other.
(sighs) All right, let's just say we've warmed up.
You're the "teacher.
" (sighs) Okay.
One of the things that might help you in connecting with your students is being a little more spontaneous.
So why don't we try some improvisation? Why not? It seems like you're improvising your entire curriculum.
This is all about listening and responding.
Gotcha.
I'm going to create a character and a situation, and you just jump in when you feel it.
All right.
All right.
Action.
Okay, it's not a movie.
It's improv.
So no one calls "action.
" Hey, you taught me something.
Who would have thought it? (clears throat) Okay.
Uh, no, the shipment has not arrived, and I really need those shoes.
They are my biggest seller.
Yes, ladies sizes six through ten.
Thank you.
Oh, sorry.
I have to go.
I have a customer.
Bye-bye.
Hi.
Can I help you? I'd like a frozen yogurt, please.
Yogurt? Yeah.
Um Okay, sure.
Luckily, we sell both shoes and yogurt here.
You do? Yes.
Look up at the sign, and remember, improv is always about saying yes.
All right.
Yes.
I see a sign.
It says "Camarillo State Mental Hospital.
" What? It's the only explanation I can come up with for why you think you sell shoes and yogurt.
Okay, you know what? Let's just try a different improv.
Uh.
.
Oh, this time we will be two winos living under a freeway overpass.
Oh, and we're going to use props? You bet.
I had dreams, you know.
I was gonna be famous.
Show everybody back home I could be someone.
Now look at me.
Want some? You have any frozen yogurt? I'm still not adjusted to how the SyFy channel spells their name now.
S-y-F-y.
That's "siffy.
" Uh-huh.
(phone ringing) Hello? Oh, my God! Is he okay? What happened? Hang on.
Hang on.
Uh-huh.
Okay, thank you.
Howard was on his scooter, and got hit by a truck.
He's in critical condition.
Oh, no! Did you hear? Isn't it terrible? Have you seen him? They wouldn't let me in.
(crying): Oh, my Howie.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
(phone ringing) It's Howard.
(clears throat) Howard, hello.
Raj, is that you? Yeah, I'm right here, buddy.
How are you? Shh, shh.
Listen to me.
I'm not gonna make it.
No, no, no, don't say that.
You're going to be all right.
Raj, I don't have time.
Now, pay attention.
My last wish is that you look after Bernadette.
Of course, of course.
Now when you say "look after," you mean Sexually.
Excuse me, Bernadette.
I have to hear it from him.
Sexually.
Got it.
Take care.
I guess I have no choice but to make sweet, guilt-free love to you over and over again for the rest of my life.
That's how I heard it.
Or it could be "sy-fee.
" What? S-y-F-y.
"Sy-fee.
" Oh, right.
Good one.
So, did you get a chance to go over the scene I gave you? Yes.
I didn't care for it.
Okay, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof is an American classic.
So is the McRib sandwich.
I don't care for that, either.
(clears throat) Fine.
What would you rather do as a scene study? I'm glad you asked.
I took the liberty of adapting a Star Trek fan fiction novella I wrote when I was ten into a one-act play.
And you think it's better than Tennessee Williams? Why don't we leave that for future generations to decide? Where No Sheldon Has Gone Before.
It's the story of a young boy who is transported from the ignorant backwoods of East Texas to the 23rd Century, where his genius is not only appreciated, but celebrated.
KMN Now, in this pivotal scene, Sheldon's mother, played by you, argues with an emissary of the United Federation of Planets, Mr.
Spock, the role I will bring to life.
Okay, that's fine, but let's try and get you out of your comfort zone.
Why would we want to do that? It's called "the comfort zone" for a reason.
Okay, the whole point of this is to loosen you up a little, so I'm thinking you'll play the role of your mother, and I will bring life to Mr.
Spock.
I'm sorry.
You'll be Spock? It's only logical.
Very well.
(clears throat) I'll set the scene.
All right.
"East Texas.
"A warm summer night.
"A woman, Mary, "stands on a porch.
In the distance, we hear a lonesome train whistle" (imitates train whistle) "The droning buzz of cicadas.
.
"" (imitates insects whirring) "A coyote howls at the moon, frightening sensitive young boys everywhere.
" (imitates coyote howling) "Out in the woods, an owl screeches" Okay, okay.
We get it.
You set the scene.
Hoo! Now just read your mother's line.
(with Southern accent): "Shelly! "Shelly, how many times have I told you "not to leave your sciencey stuff out on the porch? "Goodness, "I'll never understand that boy.
"But then again, I'm a religious nut, and my mind is closed to so many things.
" (imitates pulsating whirring of transporter) "Spock to Enterprise.
Transport successful.
" "Glory be to Heaven, "some sort of creature just manifested out of thin air.
"George, put down that Pepsi can full of bourbon that ain't foolin' no one, and get your shotgun!" "Greetings, Mary Cooper.
I am Spock.
" I'm sorry.
I just don't buy it.
Just keep going! "Oh, my, your sudden appearance startles me.
" "We have been monitoring your son Sheldon "from the 23rd Century, and "we have determined that he is now ready "to join us.
"His unique genius is our best hope for bringing peace to a vast and troubled galaxy.
" "I understand.
"Oh, Shelly? "A man's here to take you away to the future! Be sure to pack clean underwear.
" Okay, okay, let's try that last line again, and this time, maybe try choking up a little.
Why? Well, you're losing your son.
Yes, but he's going to a better place where he won't get beat up so much.
All right, come on, just try it my way.
Pretend you're sad to see him go.
I'm gonna lead you in.
(clears throat) "His unique genius is our best hope for bringing peace to a vast and troubled galaxy.
" - That's your cue.
- I'm sorry.
I just love that line.
Even the way you do it.
All right, come on, come on.
Put some real emotion into it.
Blah-blah, blah, blah "vast and troubled galaxy.
" Go.
Hmm.
"Oh, Shelly? A man's here to take you away to the future"" (crying) "Be sure to pack clean underwear.
" That's good.
That's good.
That's good.
Mommy, why are you crying? 'Cause I'm gonna miss you, Shelly-bean, even though you creep the bugeeses out of me.
Okay, I guess we're improvising now.
I'm sorry.
It's not my fault.
I'm just incredibly smart, and everyone around here is dumber than a bag of rocks.
Oh, now, don't you start crying.
You get in that spaceship.
Mommy's late for Indian bingo.
(crying) Mrs.
Cooper, hey, it's Penny.
Yeah, I think I broke your son.
Hey, hold on.
Talk to your mother.
(crying) Mommy, I love you.
Don't let Spock take me to the future! (crying) Okay, Raj, I know you've been avoiding me and Howard, and I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on inside that little head of yours.
(Indian music playing) Like the wild elephant I am trumpeting my love for you! Like a hidden flower My sweet fragrance comes into view! My heart burns for you like the sun at noon! My desert welcomes you like the rainy monsoon! You are my heart! My universe! You are my heart! My universe! BOTH: My universe! Hey! You are my heart! My universe! You are my heart! My universe! You are my heart! My universe! My universe! Dance number aside, I'm so not gay.
I'm your guest lecturer, Dr.
Sheldon Cooper.
I was expecting applause, but I suppose stunned silence is equally appropriate.
I agreed to speak to you this evening, because I was told that you're the best and the brightest of this university's doctoral candidates.
Hmm.
Of course, that's like saying you are the most important electron in a hydrogen atom.
(chuckles) 'Cause, you see, there's only one electron in a hydrogen atom.
Best and brightest, my sweet patootie.
All right, let's begin.
Show of hands, who here is familiar with the concept of topological insulators? Don't kid yourselves.
I found another tweet from a student at Sheldon's lecture.
"Dr.
Cooper has taken a relatively boring subject "and managed to make it completely insufferable.
Plus, he looks like a giant insect.
" (laughing) Look.
Listen to this one.
"Does Einstein's theory explain why time flies "when you're having fun, "but when you're listening to Dr.
Cooper, it falls out of the sky, dead?" (chuckling) Ooh, somebody took pictures and uploaded them to their Flickr account.
Wow.
How do you get an entire lecture hall to flip you off at the same time? Apparently, if you're Sheldon, all you need to do is turn your back.
Hey, Leonard, is your wi-fi down? I can't get on.
Oh, Sheldon changed the password.
It's now "Penny is a freeloader.
" No spaces.
Thanks.
What are you guys doing? Sheldon gave a lecture at the university tonight.
We're reading the reviews.
Oh.
How'd he do? Well, picture the Hindenburg meets Chernobyl meets Three Mile Island meets Tron 2.
That bad, huh? Read this woman's tweet.
"Listening to Dr.
Cooper has made me want to start cutting myself again"" Yeah.
(laughs) Good evening, Leonard, Howard, Raj, freeloader.
So, how'd the lecture go? In a word, triumphant.
Really? Triumphant? Oh, yes, you should have seen those young people.
Thirsty for knowledge, drinking in my wisdom.
I may have changed a few lives today.
Oh, please let me tell him.
I don't know, I kind of promised Howard.
Tell me what? Actually, we should all share the moment.
Raj, if you would.
Oh, tweets about my lecture.
Hmm That's rather unfair.
That's downright cruel.
Plus, insects have six legs.
Yeah, I'm not familiar with the acronym "KMN"" From the context, we think it means "kill me now.
" Well, I suppose everyone's entitled to their own opinion.
I think I'll turn in.
I didn't want to teach those poopy heads, anyway.
FYI, I think that's what Darth Vader said just before he started building the Death Star.
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! Sheldon still moping? Yeah, it's weird.
Even though he didn't want to give the lecture in the first place, being rejected by those students really hit him hard.
I know the feeling.
It's like accidentally walking into a gay bar and then having no one hit on you.
It-It happened to a friend of mine.
Are you guys doing okay? Leonard and I are fine, but I think Raj needs to meet a girl really soon.
Well, that shouldn't be too hard.
He's such a cutie.
Thank you, but "cute" is for bunnies.
I want to be something with sex appeal, like like a labradoodle.
Labradoodle? We might be starting to zero in on your problem.
Don't you listen to them.
You've got plenty of sex appeal.
You really think so? Yeah.
You're a hottie.
Well, thanks, Bernadette.
And just for the record, labradoodles are hypo-allergenic, which is a very sexy quality to those troubled by animal dander.
AMY (on computer): So, what do you think? It's a charming illusion, but it does not cheer me up.
Not even when I do this? (making popping sounds) No.
Well, that was the last arrow in my quiver of whimsy.
Do you realize that teaching is the first thing I've failed at since my ill-fated attempt to complete a chin-up in March of 1989? If this humiliating experience is really troubling you, there are things we could do about it.
For instance? 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.
Hmm, no.
One slip of the hand, and suddenly I'm sitting in the Engineering Department, building doodads with Wolowitz.
All right.
Have you considered improving your socialization skills, thus allowing you to communicate more effectively with other people? Isn't that their burden? I'm the one with something interesting to say.
Fair enough, but in its essence, teaching is a performance art.
In the classroom paradigm, the teacher has the responsibility to communicate, as well as entertain and engage.
I sense that you're trying to slow-walk me to an epiphany.
Would you mind very much jumping to it? Perhaps you should consider taking acting lessons.
Acting lessons.
Interesting.
It might help if I could act as though I care about my students and whether or not they learn.
Penny.
Penny.
Penny.
What? You're an "actress," correct? I'm not an "actress.
" I'm an actress.
All right.
You're an actress.
I need you to teach me.
You want an acting lesson? Perhaps two.
I'd like to master the craft.
Okay, where is this coming from? It has been suggested to me that acting techniques could improve my lecturing, at which, if certain tweets and blogs are to be believed, I "suck the big one.
" Yeah, I saw those.
They were funny.
I printed a few out and put 'em on my fridge.
So, when could we start? Okay, just to be clear.
You are asking me for help because I know something that the brilliant Dr.
Sheldon Cooper doesn't.
I suppose that's one way to look at it.
I think it's the only way to look at it.
Are you going to help me or not? Probably.
I'm just enjoying the foreplay.
Does this mean you are done mocking my acting career? Oh, I'm sorry, I thought making the transition from actor to acting teacher was the signal that one's career had reached the end of the road.
Forget it.
I'll pay you $40.
Saturday, 9:00 a.
m.
Bring cash.
Raj, I have amazing news! What? I just got offered a fellowship at the Weitzmann Institute in Israel.
Dude, that's incredible! I know.
The only thing is, I'm gonna be gone for two years.
Aw, I'm gonna miss you.
Are you going with him? I have to stay here for school.
That's what we're here to talk to you about.
You see, Bernadette has needs.
What kind of needs? Sexual needs.
Most of them regular, some of them kind of messed up.
So, while I'm gone, you're going to have to satisfy her.
What do you say? I say okey-dokey.
What ya thinking so hard about? Just that I'm definitely not gay.
(knocking at door) SHELDON (shouting): Penny! Penny! Penny! What's wrong? Nothing.
I was acting.
(sighs) You were acting.
Yes.
In preparation for today's studies, I read Stanislavski's An Actor Prepares, Stella Adler's The Technique of Acting, Uta Hagen's Respect for Acting, and Henry Winkler's Ayyy, I'm an Actor.
Well, good for you.
Come on in.
How shall we begin? Well, I thought we'd start with some basic movement exercises.
You know, get our bodies warmed up a little.
All right.
So I just want you to relax and kind of move around in the space.
You know, just do whatever feels natural.
Sheldon? You said to do whatever feels natural.
This feels natural.
Certainly more natural than what you're doing.
Come on, you got to work with me.
We need to get connected with our bodies.
Penny, my body and I have a relationship that works best when we maintain a cool, wary distance from each other.
(sighs) All right, let's just say we've warmed up.
You're the "teacher.
" (sighs) Okay.
One of the things that might help you in connecting with your students is being a little more spontaneous.
So why don't we try some improvisation? Why not? It seems like you're improvising your entire curriculum.
This is all about listening and responding.
Gotcha.
I'm going to create a character and a situation, and you just jump in when you feel it.
All right.
All right.
Action.
Okay, it's not a movie.
It's improv.
So no one calls "action.
" Hey, you taught me something.
Who would have thought it? (clears throat) Okay.
Uh, no, the shipment has not arrived, and I really need those shoes.
They are my biggest seller.
Yes, ladies sizes six through ten.
Thank you.
Oh, sorry.
I have to go.
I have a customer.
Bye-bye.
Hi.
Can I help you? I'd like a frozen yogurt, please.
Yogurt? Yeah.
Um Okay, sure.
Luckily, we sell both shoes and yogurt here.
You do? Yes.
Look up at the sign, and remember, improv is always about saying yes.
All right.
Yes.
I see a sign.
It says "Camarillo State Mental Hospital.
" What? It's the only explanation I can come up with for why you think you sell shoes and yogurt.
Okay, you know what? Let's just try a different improv.
Uh.
.
Oh, this time we will be two winos living under a freeway overpass.
Oh, and we're going to use props? You bet.
I had dreams, you know.
I was gonna be famous.
Show everybody back home I could be someone.
Now look at me.
Want some? You have any frozen yogurt? I'm still not adjusted to how the SyFy channel spells their name now.
S-y-F-y.
That's "siffy.
" Uh-huh.
(phone ringing) Hello? Oh, my God! Is he okay? What happened? Hang on.
Hang on.
Uh-huh.
Okay, thank you.
Howard was on his scooter, and got hit by a truck.
He's in critical condition.
Oh, no! Did you hear? Isn't it terrible? Have you seen him? They wouldn't let me in.
(crying): Oh, my Howie.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
(phone ringing) It's Howard.
(clears throat) Howard, hello.
Raj, is that you? Yeah, I'm right here, buddy.
How are you? Shh, shh.
Listen to me.
I'm not gonna make it.
No, no, no, don't say that.
You're going to be all right.
Raj, I don't have time.
Now, pay attention.
My last wish is that you look after Bernadette.
Of course, of course.
Now when you say "look after," you mean Sexually.
Excuse me, Bernadette.
I have to hear it from him.
Sexually.
Got it.
Take care.
I guess I have no choice but to make sweet, guilt-free love to you over and over again for the rest of my life.
That's how I heard it.
Or it could be "sy-fee.
" What? S-y-F-y.
"Sy-fee.
" Oh, right.
Good one.
So, did you get a chance to go over the scene I gave you? Yes.
I didn't care for it.
Okay, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof is an American classic.
So is the McRib sandwich.
I don't care for that, either.
(clears throat) Fine.
What would you rather do as a scene study? I'm glad you asked.
I took the liberty of adapting a Star Trek fan fiction novella I wrote when I was ten into a one-act play.
And you think it's better than Tennessee Williams? Why don't we leave that for future generations to decide? Where No Sheldon Has Gone Before.
It's the story of a young boy who is transported from the ignorant backwoods of East Texas to the 23rd Century, where his genius is not only appreciated, but celebrated.
KMN Now, in this pivotal scene, Sheldon's mother, played by you, argues with an emissary of the United Federation of Planets, Mr.
Spock, the role I will bring to life.
Okay, that's fine, but let's try and get you out of your comfort zone.
Why would we want to do that? It's called "the comfort zone" for a reason.
Okay, the whole point of this is to loosen you up a little, so I'm thinking you'll play the role of your mother, and I will bring life to Mr.
Spock.
I'm sorry.
You'll be Spock? It's only logical.
Very well.
(clears throat) I'll set the scene.
All right.
"East Texas.
"A warm summer night.
"A woman, Mary, "stands on a porch.
In the distance, we hear a lonesome train whistle" (imitates train whistle) "The droning buzz of cicadas.
.
"" (imitates insects whirring) "A coyote howls at the moon, frightening sensitive young boys everywhere.
" (imitates coyote howling) "Out in the woods, an owl screeches" Okay, okay.
We get it.
You set the scene.
Hoo! Now just read your mother's line.
(with Southern accent): "Shelly! "Shelly, how many times have I told you "not to leave your sciencey stuff out on the porch? "Goodness, "I'll never understand that boy.
"But then again, I'm a religious nut, and my mind is closed to so many things.
" (imitates pulsating whirring of transporter) "Spock to Enterprise.
Transport successful.
" "Glory be to Heaven, "some sort of creature just manifested out of thin air.
"George, put down that Pepsi can full of bourbon that ain't foolin' no one, and get your shotgun!" "Greetings, Mary Cooper.
I am Spock.
" I'm sorry.
I just don't buy it.
Just keep going! "Oh, my, your sudden appearance startles me.
" "We have been monitoring your son Sheldon "from the 23rd Century, and "we have determined that he is now ready "to join us.
"His unique genius is our best hope for bringing peace to a vast and troubled galaxy.
" "I understand.
"Oh, Shelly? "A man's here to take you away to the future! Be sure to pack clean underwear.
" Okay, okay, let's try that last line again, and this time, maybe try choking up a little.
Why? Well, you're losing your son.
Yes, but he's going to a better place where he won't get beat up so much.
All right, come on, just try it my way.
Pretend you're sad to see him go.
I'm gonna lead you in.
(clears throat) "His unique genius is our best hope for bringing peace to a vast and troubled galaxy.
" - That's your cue.
- I'm sorry.
I just love that line.
Even the way you do it.
All right, come on, come on.
Put some real emotion into it.
Blah-blah, blah, blah "vast and troubled galaxy.
" Go.
Hmm.
"Oh, Shelly? A man's here to take you away to the future"" (crying) "Be sure to pack clean underwear.
" That's good.
That's good.
That's good.
Mommy, why are you crying? 'Cause I'm gonna miss you, Shelly-bean, even though you creep the bugeeses out of me.
Okay, I guess we're improvising now.
I'm sorry.
It's not my fault.
I'm just incredibly smart, and everyone around here is dumber than a bag of rocks.
Oh, now, don't you start crying.
You get in that spaceship.
Mommy's late for Indian bingo.
(crying) Mrs.
Cooper, hey, it's Penny.
Yeah, I think I broke your son.
Hey, hold on.
Talk to your mother.
(crying) Mommy, I love you.
Don't let Spock take me to the future! (crying) Okay, Raj, I know you've been avoiding me and Howard, and I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on inside that little head of yours.
(Indian music playing) Like the wild elephant I am trumpeting my love for you! Like a hidden flower My sweet fragrance comes into view! My heart burns for you like the sun at noon! My desert welcomes you like the rainy monsoon! You are my heart! My universe! You are my heart! My universe! BOTH: My universe! Hey! You are my heart! My universe! You are my heart! My universe! You are my heart! My universe! My universe! Dance number aside, I'm so not gay.