President Hagemeyer: So what's so important it got you outside?
Sheldon: I had an idea that I think might be beneficial to both the university and me. An exclusive summer program led by a prestigious scientist of my choosing.
President Hagemeyer: I've got an idea. Apply to a school that already has it, get in, and go there.
Sheldon: Well, to be honest, with my current résumé, I may not get in anywhere, which is why we need a program like this.
President Hagemeyer: Sheldon, we don't have the time or the resources to create a brand-new summer program.
Sheldon: Oh, that's just sleepy talk. Take a few more sips, let that sugar kick in.
President Hagemeyer: The answer is no. [walks off]
Sheldon: I knew I should have put whiskey in that coffee.

Dr. John Sturgis: [laughs] Trying to solve unified field theory?
Sheldon: Yes. Who needs a summer program if you can solve what Albert Einstein couldn't. Let's see Caltech say no to this.
Dr. John Sturgis: Sheldon, you're not gonna solve this in an afternoon.
Dr. Linkletter: Or ever.

Sheldon: I'm wasting too much time sleeping at night. In fact, where's the coffee machine? Perhaps it is time I start chasing the caffeine dragon.
Dr. Linkletter: Sheldon, listen to us.
Sheldon: Why should I? You let this happen to me. You failed as my mentors. [Linkletter starts erasing Sheldon's equations from the whiteboard] What are you doing?!
Dr. Linkletter: You're still the student, this is still my office, and it's time for you to leave. [Sheldon turns to Dr. Sturgis]
Dr. John Sturgis: I'm afraid he's right. [Sheldon exits]

["Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head" plays]
Missy: Why are you listening to this?
Sheldon: I was upset, and this was the most angst-filled song I could find in Mom's record collection.

Sheldon: And I just wanted to say I'm sorry for my behavior. I realized that I'm going to age out of being a child prodigy regardless of your help.
Dr. John Sturgis: I appreciate that. It takes maturity to admit when you're wrong.
Sheldon: I know, even this apology is grown-up. Well, this is all a disaster.
Dr. Linkletter: Son, it's not. Believe me, no one is more excited for you to go to grad school than I am.
Sheldon: I don't know, you should talk to my sister.

Instructor: [on tape] "When is the next train?" Wann fährt der nächste Zug?
Sheldon: Wann fährt der nächste Zug? [scoffs] How is this not a Romance language?
Mary: [knocks] Shelly?
Sheldon: Uh, eintreten. That's German for "enter".

Mary: Shelly. It's 6:00 in the morning. What are you doing?
Sheldon: Having a yard sale, and the serious buyers start early so I need to get a move on.
Mary: Is that my good china?
Sheldon: Oh, it's just one setting, and if I'm in Germany, you'll never miss it.
Mary: Give me that.
Sheldon: Fine. But I am selling my trains, my comic books and the first chapter of my autobiography. It's in utero. You do not come off well.

Bob: Ten dollars? I'll give you five.
Sheldon: Sir, that's a Lionel MPC-era O Gauge that I've had since I was six. You're lucky it's only ten.
Bob: Fine. Ten.
Sheldon: Uh, uh, I meant $20.
Bob: T-The tag says ten.
Sheldon: And now it's a thousand. Give that back. Have a nice day.

George: Mary, I've worked my ass off for 20 years, I deserve this.
Mary: Right, because what I do is worthless. [George sighs]
Sheldon: [enters] Will you keep it down? It's the middle of the night in here. [exits]
Missy: Fighting over two months of that?

Sheldon: Where were you?
Missy: [gasps] Why are you up? Go back to bed.
Sheldon: I was enjoying a revolting German breakfast. What's your excuse?

Mary: Sheldon, what has your father been telling you about Germany?
Sheldon: What?
George: Come on, Mary, don't try to confuse the kid.
Sheldon: I'm confused.
George: It's his choice.
Sheldon: What's my choice?
George: Who you want to go to Germany with you.
Mary: I can't believe you're putting him in the middle.
George: I'm not putting him in the middle, I'm treating him like the responsible adult that he is.
Sheldon: Missy's been sneaking out of the house at night and I'm worried she's going to rob a mall. I also think she's smoking.

Meemaw: So, Moon Pie, are you excited about Germany?
Sheldon: Thrilled. Or should I say...
George: For the love of God, no more German.
Sheldon: [whispers] Hocherfreut. [George sighs]

Mandy: So, uh, where's Missy?
Sheldon: In her room. She's mad at me for telling on her.
George: And me for grounding her.
Sheldon: Don't beat yourself up. You did the right thing. [pats George's hand]

Sheldon: [over walkie-talkie] Missy? Look, I know you're not speaking to me, but I'm going to be out of the country for the summer, and I think we'd both feel better if we parted ways amicably. We've never been away from each other for this long, which will be different, and I don't like when things are different. So I suppose what I'm trying to say is... I'll miss you.
[Sheldon hears a knock on his wall. He gets up and opens his bedroom door, to find Missy's walkie-talkie on the floor in front of him.]

George: Say goodbye to your brother.
Missy: No, thanks.
Sheldon: Just as well, I don't care much for hugs.
Missy: Whatever.
Mary: Missy.
Missy: Fine, bye. I'll be in the gift shop.
Sheldon: Auf Wiedersehen!