Mr. Givens: Caltech? Fantastic. Sheldon: For Caltech? I know. Mr. Givens: Mm. Well, I'm sure you're gonna do great things. Sheldon: I hope so. I intend to. I'm being modest. I will. Mr. Givens: You're taller, but you're still the same. Sheldon: It's fun, isn't it? Mr. Givens: Okay. Good luck at Caltech, Sheldon. Sheldon: I don't believe in luck. Mr. Givens: Well, here's hoping that a random universe works out in your favor. Sheldon: Thank you. Bye. Mr. Givens: Hmm. [to his class] That young man might change the world someday. Or blow it up. Who's to say?
Sheldon: Only 42 days until I go to Caltech. Mary: That can't be right. Missy: Oh, it is. It's in my calendar, too. Mary: You don't have to be so excited about it. Missy: It's a little late to pretend that I like him.
Sheldon: There's still so much to do before I go: write my graduation speech, last trip to the comic book store, last lunch with Tam at the high school. Mary: I didn't know you and Tam were still friends. Sheldon: Why would you think that? Mary: Because you never see him. Sheldon: My favorite kind of friend.
Mary: Well, make sure you leave room for the family photo, because that is definitely happening before you go away. Missy: Seriously? That bluebonnet thing? That is so lame. Mary: It is not lame. It is a Texas tradition. Adult Sheldon: For those of you who don't know what my mother is talking about, it's this and this and all these. Forcing your family to dress in matching outfits and be photographed in a field of fire ants and bees is a traditional Texas torture dating back to the Great Depression. Are they depressed because of financial ruin? No, it's the picture.
Sheldon: I'm pretty booked up, but I'll try and pencil you in if time permits. Mary: I bought the outfits, I booked the photographer. You're doing it. George: Doing what? Missy: That bluebonnet photo. George: Aw, come on. I don't want to. Missy: If he doesn't have to... Mary: We are all doing it, and we're all gonna be happy whether you like it or not.
