The Reclusive Potential


 * Sheldon: And that is what separates the U.S. Postal Service from those hippies at Fedex.


 * Leonard: So you’re gonna to go the middle of nowhere and spend the weekend with a crazy man you.ve never met?
 * Sheldon: Yes. Why?
 * Leonard: No reason. Have fun.


 * Amy: Leonard, you are not letting Sheldon go alone this weekend.
 * Sheldon: I’m a grown man-I don’t need somebody to chaperone me. I just need him to drop me off, pick me up and pack me a sack lunch.


 * Amy: …because I’m getting married!!


 * Amy: Seriously, what the hell?
 * Penny: Huh?
 * Bernadette: What?
 * Amy: This is my batchelorette party, tea and quilts?
 * Penny: Well, you said you didn’t want anything crazy.
 * Amy: Yes, but I said it like, “I don’t want anything crazy.” Which clearly means I wanted something crazy. I mean, is this how boring you think I am?
 * Bernadette: Penny, she asked you a question.
 * Penny: Of course not.
 * Amy: So you thought I would like quilting?
 * Penny: Well don’t you?
 * Amy: Of course I like quilting! It’s the slowest way to make a blanket! But this is my batchelorette party! It was supposed to be fun and wild and full of bad decisions!
 * Bernadette: Hey we can make bad decisions!
 * Penny: Yeah. She had two kids back-to-back and I thought you would like this, so were off to a good start.
 * Bernadette: Come on, let’s go somewhere where we can do body shots off shirtless bartenders.
 * Penny:Yes.
 * Amy: I don’t know. That might be too much.
 * Penny: All right, you know what, why don’t stay home, have a little wine…
 * Amy: What are you not getting about this?!