Adult Sheldon: I took a moment to reflect on my journey of the last two weeks. Such emotional growth was worthy of a majestic bubble beard. Perhaps my sister was right. This was a time I'd want to remember.
Sheldon: Dad, will you sign my cast?
George Sr.: Sure.
Sheldon: And if you have any grammar questions, please ask first.

Sheldon: I will not be denied my jelly. [lid pops] Yes! Watch out, peanut butter. You're next.

Adult Sheldon: The next day, I got my cast off. In a world where I valued symmetry,
I was relieved to see that both my arms were as pale and skinny as ever. But this Texan had unfinished business to tend to.
Missy: Want me to get you started?
Sheldon: No, I can do it.
Adult Sheldon: And I did do it. I rode my bike without training wheels like an adult. It would take more than a chicken or the threat of a fractured bone to scare me. It would take a brown beast named Scraps. [dog barks]
Sheldon: Aah! Mommy?!
Adult Sheldon: I rode my bike 11 miles that day.
Sheldon: Mommy!

Sheldon: Left-handed knocking. Wild. [knocks three times] Georgie?
George Jr.: [o.s.] What? [Sheldon enters Georgie's bed room]
Sheldon: You're left-handed. Now that I've joined your ranks, I was wondering if you could tell me what to expect.
George Jr.: I don't know. To me, it's just normal.
Sheldon: But the vast majority of people are right-handed. There must be some challenges.
George Jr.: It's hard to cut stuff with scissors.
Sheldon: Mom handles most of my cutting needs.
George Jr.: Uh, when you shake hands, it's the wrong hand.
Sheldon: I don't shake hands. It's disgusting.
George Jr.: Oh! When driving, the gear shifter's on the right side.
Sheldon: And I'm not old enough to drive. Being a lefty doesn't seem so bad. I don't know why you complain so much.

Adult Sheldon: With no access to controlled substances, I was left with only one option.
Sheldon: Missy, will you teach me to ride a bike tomorrow?
Missy: Why not Mom?
Sheldon: Working.
Missy: Meemaw?
Sheldon: Old.
Missy: Dad?
Sheldon: Fat.
Missy: Okay. [Sheldon exits] I'm such a good person.

Meemaw: What are you looking for?
Sheldon: Chest hairs. Is there any chance I'll hit puberty in the next few weeks?
Meemaw: Oh, God, I hope not. Why?
Sheldon: The campus is so big, I'll never make it from one class to another without a solid dose of testosterone.
Mary: Maybe they'll let you leave early so you'll have time.
Sheldon: But the end of the class is when I point out the teacher's mistakes. Everybody loves that.
Mary: I'd say run across campus, but I know how you feel about sweating.
Sheldon: It's the urine of the skin.

Billy Sparks: Hi, Sheldon.
Sheldon: Not now, Billy. I'm in the middle of a math problem.
Billy Sparks: Okay. [chicken clucks]
Sheldon: [checks stop watch] Darn it.

Sheldon: Dad, you're a football coach. Do you use human growth hormone to enhance the performance of your players?
George Sr.: We lost our last game sixty-three to nine. What do you think?
Sheldon: I think you should look into human growth hormone. And if you do, send some this kid's way.

Dr. Patel: Okay. Looks like you fractured your ulna.
Sheldon: Oh, no.
Dr. Patel: Two weeks in a cast, you'll be good as new.
Sheldon: A cast? Don't those get sweaty?
Dr. Patel: Mm-hmm. They can.
Sheldon: And itchy?
Dr. Patel: A little.
Sheldon: Can it get wet?
Dr. Patel: Not supposed to.
Sheldon: Then how am I supposed to take a shower?
Dr. Patel: Well, some people wrap it in a garbage bag.
Sheldon: That's where garbage goes. Did you get a discount doctor because we're poor?

Mary: Why not ride your bike?
Sheldon: I considered that, but I can't let my colleagues see me with training wheels. They'll think I'm a child.
Meemaw: Can't have that.
Sheldon: Mm-mm. See any fuzz growing?
Meemaw: Let me look. [tickles Sheldon]
Sheldon: Hey. [laughs] No, Meemaw! Bad Meemaw.

Mary: Don't worry, baby. You're gonna be just fine.
Sheldon: Thanks, Mom.
George Sr.: That's what I been saying the whole time.
Sheldon: But she cherishes me.

George Sr.: You okay?
Sheldon: My arm really hurts. I want Mom.
George Sr.: You got me. Now, let me take a look.
Sheldon: Don't touch it.
George Sr.: I'm not gonna hurt you.
Sheldon: I'm sorry, but you are too big to be delicate.
Billy Sparks: I'm delicate.

Sheldon: This is bad.
George Sr.: You're gonna be just fine.
Sheldon: This is the arm I write with. This is the arm I eat with. This is the arm I do the Vulcan salute with. Ow.
George Sr.: It's not too swollen. That's a good sign.
Sheldon: You're not a doctor.
George Sr.: But I see this on the football field all the time.
Sheldon: Football players are meant to be hurt. I'm meant to be cherished.

Sheldon: This is a genuine locomotive bell from Texas and New Orleans number 701. Now there's a proper technique to make the purest sound. Most people don't know how to do that. But you're in luck, because I do. [bell ringing]

Sheldon: And early trains used the drop chute toilet, also called the hopper toilet, which was really just a hole...

Sheldon: [bell ringing]
Lawrence: Uh... we need to talk.
Sheldon: About this bell? You got it. Did you know different engineers would often...
Lawrence: [stops bell] Son? You're a sweet kid, but... I don't think this is working out.
Sheldon: What? Why? I-I know everything there is to know about trains.
Lawrence: Well, yeah, you see now, that there is the problem. People, when they come here, they want to enjoy it. They don't want to get lectured in the bathroom. And you have been correcting me in front of the visitors all morning long.
Sheldon: Would you prefer I send you a memo of your mistakes at the end of the day?
Lawrence: No.
Sheldon: Because that's what I did for the teachers at my school. I think it brought us all closer.
Lawrence: Sheldon, it's great to have knowledge. But you don't need to show it off all the time.
Sheldon: Oh, I don't mind.
Lawrence: [chuckles] You see, trains are all about balance, right? Now you put too much water into a steam engine, it can't do its job. You let that water run low... Boom, it'll blow up. Now, a good engineer makes sure he uses just the right amount of water. Not too little, not too much. That make sense?
Sheldon: The fireman adjusts the water, not the engineer.
[later, as Meemaw drives Sheldon home:]
Sheldon: And then he took my "ask me" button. He didn't even ask me. He just took it.

Norman: Excuse me.
Sheldon: Hello. Welcome to the Lone Star Train Museum. I'm Docent Sheldon Cooper. If you have any questions... [taps "Ask Me" badge]
Norman: You know where the bathroom is?
Sheldon: Indeed I do. You'll want to chug along past our authentic Southern Pacific Sunset limited whistle, then keep going past our conductor's uniform, which was worn on the Texas and Pacific Railway. Then you'll come upon...
Norman: Son, I have to take a leak.
Sheldon: It's in the back.
Norman: Thank you.
Sheldon: And our toilets flush, unlike the ones on trains before 1889.

Meemaw: Everybody gets fired for something eventually.
Sheldon: For being too good at their job?
Meemaw: Well, Moon Pie, sometimes you just get too excited about sharing the facts in your head.
Sheldon: But learning facts is the ant's pants. Which is the Australian derivation of the bee's knees. See, you just learned something. And wasn't that the cat's pajamas?

Lawrence: You want to know more about the Cotton Belt, there's plenty in here.
Sheldon: Although the facts in that brochure are suspect.
Lawrence: [chuckles] Sheldon, I, uh... I wrote this brochure.
Sheldon: While the origins of the Southern Pacific go back to 1848, the company wasn't formally started until 1865.
Sheldon: And before you reprint these, we should talk fonts.

Sheldon: The train museum's looking for a docent.
Mary: What's a docent?
Sheldon: It's a person in a museum who gives information on the exhibits.
Mary: Do you think they'd let someone your age do that?
Sheldon: Why not? I have a high school diploma.
Mary: True.
Sheldon: I know more about trains than anybody.
Mary: True.
Sheldon: And I have the unique ability to wear people down until I get my way.
Mary: So true.