Sheldon: Deep within the Enterprise's control room, Future Worf says, "I willingly sacrifice myself for the good of this mission," then throws himself into the warp core. There's an explosion of tachyons. The Enterprise blasts free of the gigantic field of fungus. Fade out. [toilet flushes] Written by Sheldon Lee Cooper. [George opens the bathroom door] What do you think?
George: If this Worf fella was infected on the shuttles, why would he come back to the Enterprise and put everyone else in danger?
Sheldon: Well...

Adult Sheldon: My father found a flaw in my story, my sister had a job I envied. It was a big day for the common man. But then I had an idea that, like Future Worf, was ahead of its time.
Sheldon: [knock on door] Missy.
Missy: What?
Sheldon: [enters] Why is a dollar worth a dollar?
Missy: [sighs] Sheldon, I'm busy.
Sheldon: Me too. I've solved all of our money problems. I'm going to invent my own digital currency.
Missy: Like, printing your own?
Sheldon: No. First, we assign value to difficult-to-find numbers and store them in a computer database. Then we create an algorithm to mine the numbers, then we encourage people to switch from currencies that are government-backed to ours. It's brilliant. I'm going to be rich.

Mary: I just think he could do better.
Brenda Sparks: Mary Cooper. Are you sweet on him?
Mary: No! What? I am a married woman. Happily.
Brenda Sparks: Well, I was married once, too, didn't stop me from looking.
Mary: Well, I'm not looking. [stands up]
Brenda Sparks: Where you going?
Mary: To dance.
Brenda Sparks: I didn't think you Baptists did that.
Mary: We don't drink, neither.

Sheldon: Are you familiar with the phrase, "You need money to make money"?
Georgie: No.
Sheldon: Well, it's a phrase, and my clever twist on it is, "I'm going to make money to make money."
Georgie: Mm-hmm.
Sheldon: Now, when I say "make money," you might think that I'm talking about counterfeiting, but no, I'm talking about creating a unique decentralized digital currency that people can pay to own.
Georgie: Sounds like a scam.
Sheldon: No, it's an open-source currency that has value due to mathematical scarcity.
Georgie: Sounds pretty scammy.
Sheldon: [scoffs] You don't understand.
Georgie: I do. You say a bunch of fancy jibber-jabber, people don't want to admit they're too stupid to understand, then they give you their money.
Sheldon: Well... um... sort of.
Georgie: Love it. How do we get started?

George: Hey. Where you been?
Mary: Brenda and I went dancing.
George: You went dancing?
Mary: Yeah, and I'm darn good at it.
George: [chuckles] Okay.
Mary: The kids asleep?
George: Yep.
Mary: You want to fool around?
George: Are you messing with me?
Mary: I'm hoping to.
George: Well, hot diggity dog.

Sheldon: Okay, so what are you good at?
Missy: I'm popular.
Sheldon: That is not a skill.
Missy: You can't do it.
Sheldon: Fine.

George: You and Mary working together is a bad idea considering... you know, you and me.
Brenda Sparks: We haven't done anything, George.
George: But there was considering. You know there was.
Brenda Sparks: [scoffs] What do you want me to do? You want me to fire her?
George: No, no. That'd be weird.
Brenda Sparks: Which is exactly where we started. Good night. [exits]
George: [to chicken] You understand what I'm saying. [chicken squawks]

Brenda Sparks: I see Pastor Rob's here again.
Mary: Oh, does, uh... does he come here often?
Brenda Sparks: Not with that one. She's new.
Mary: Well, good for him.
Brenda Sparks: Single, good-looking pastor. In a small town like this, he might as well be Roger Staubach. [off Mary's confusion] Oh, my God. The Dallas Cowboys.
Mary: Oh, sure, course. Um... hey, if you need me, I'm gonna be in the office doing... office things.

Mary: Oh, hey, hi. (sniffles) Oh...
Brenda Sparks: You okay?
Mary: Not really. It's been a... rough couple of days.
Brenda Sparks: I'm sorry.
Mary: Thank you.
Brenda Sparks: Makes you feel better, I've had a pretty good couple of days, and I'm still gonna get drunk. [laughs] Want to join me?
Mary: Yes. That would be nice.
Brenda Sparks: More sad than nice, but let's go.

Meemaw: So... what's going on at work?
Dr. Linkletter: I don't want to bore you with science talk.
Meemaw: No, no, I'm interested.
Dr. Linkletter: Excellent. We're in a race with the Finnish team to see who can correct the unification of the leptons. As you can imagine, the world waits anxiously while we see who crosses the finish line first.
Meemaw: So, the Finnish may be at the finish line?
Dr. Linkletter: [laughing] Oh, you're witty, too. More cheese to bait the trap.
Meemaw: Maybe we should order dinner.
Dr. Linkletter: Nonsense, there's food right here. Pineapple, prickly on the outside, but beautiful inside, just like you.

Sheldon: What is that?
Mary: Hamburger Helper.
Missy: It's official. We're poor.
George: We're not poor. There's hamburger in there. There's hamburger in there, right?
Georgie: I like Hamburger Helper. It really does help your hamburger make a great meal.
Meemaw: Well, it's a good thing you like it, 'cause you're definitely poor.
Missy: Like us.

Missy: And I got the job.
Sheldon: You can't work at the comic book store. If anyone should work at the comic book store, it should be me.
Missy: Sorry, we're not hiring.
Sheldon: Do I at least get a discount?
Missy: I do.

Missy: Speaking of, did you know Batman is also secretly a rich dude? Or he lives in a rich dude's basement. I'm still figuring it out. [Sheldon sighs]

Missy: Welcome to King Kong Comics. I'm Missy. If you have any questions, please let me know.
Sheldon: I don't have any questions. I know more about comic books than you do.
Missy: Okay. What you may not know is the new Green Lantern just came in. Also, if you like green things, I recommend Green Arrow, and, of course, the Hulk. His skin is green.
Sheldon: I know that. Everyone knows that.
Missy: Uh-oh, are you gonna smash things? That's something the Hulk does when he gets upset.
Sheldon: I'm not upset.
Missy: Cool. If you need something, I'll be at the front counter. Where I work.

Missy: Ooh, can I say it?
Mary: Sure.
Missy: [clears throat] Bless us Lord for the food we are about to receive and bless the hands that prepared it. And let me have a good hair day for school pictures later this week. Let's see, what else do I want...
Meemaw: Wrap it up.
Missy: And please let my dad find a full-time job before we lose cable. Amen.
All: Amen.