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Previously on Young Sheldon...

I love you.

- Veronica.
- Hey, Georgie. What's up?

We're friends, right?

- What do you mean?
- I've asked you out a bunch,

and you've made it pretty
clear you weren't interested.

B-Before I asked out another girl,

- I just wanted to make sure that...
- It's fine.

Guess I'll see you around.

Yep.

Of all my many skills,

one of the lesser known
is my impressive ability

to wait for things.

I once stood perfectly
still for 38 minutes

because a bee was on my shoulder.

I once waited four and a half hours

to be released from a locker.

Hello? Anyone there?

That's okay. I'll wait.

And one time, when Dr.
Sturgis was late for a lecture,

I stayed longer than everyone.

Where are you all going?

Professor's not here.

I can teach the class.

I just need a box to stand on.

Dr. Sturgis?

Hello, Sheldon. What brings you here?

You never showed up to class.

Whoops.

Time flies when you're having fun.

What could be more fun than
giving a physics lecture?

Finishing a physics paper.

Ooh, I like where this is headed.

I'm exploring the notion
that time itself is quantized.

Interesting.

That sounds like a step
towards a unified field theory.

Fingers crossed.

Although I can't cross
my fingers... arthritis.

It's too dark back here.
Do you have a flashlight?

In the glove box, I think.

Can you pass it back?

No. I'm driving.

All right. I'm coming up.

Don't crash while I'm unbuckled.

Really? You need to do this right now?

It's Dr. Sturgis's first paper in years.

It's worth risking head trauma.

Look at you climbing like a real boy.

Here we go.

"A Reconsideration of
the Role of Time Operators

in Quantum Mechanics."

Grabby title.

Mm. I'll wait for the movie.

Ooh. He's opening with
a critical examination

of the Copenhagen interpretation
of quantum mechanics.

I thought reading in the
car made you nauseous.

That's in the back
seat. Up here I'm fine.

- Oh, Sheldon.
- Sorry.

Well, don't just keep reading!

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I am running over

to the Sparks's for a little while.

Why?

Team meeting with the
other baseball moms.

You're all right until Dad gets home?

Oh, yeah. Charles is in charge.

Look at this. I'm talking to an egg.

I brought veggies and ranch.

That's nice. But when I
said "snacks," I mean wine.

- Oh.
- Don't worry.

I got plenty of emergency snacks.

All right, let's get to this.

We're coming up on
the end of the season.

Who wants to handle the team cookout?

Got it.

Thank you, Meredith. Team picture day?

- That's me.
- Carla, you're a gem.

Mary, that leaves you in charge
of trophies. Any questions?

- Actually...
- Snack time!

There's also, uh, veggies.

This is nice.

I like to think of Chi-Chi's
as a more romantic Taco Bell.

So, uh, what do you like to get here?

What? Oh, uh, it-it doesn't matter.

It all tastes the same.

Hi. Welcome to...

Oh. Hey, Georgie.

Uh, hi.

I didn't know you worked here.

Well, haven't seen you in a while.

Oh, uh, you know Jana from school?

Yeah. Yeah, of course. Hi.

Hi.

So, can I get y'all
started with some drinks?

I'm good with water.

Water sounds great. Refreshing.

I'm glad Dr. Sturgis
let me read his paper

before he published.

Why is that?

He's getting numbers
for the massive neutrinos

that are in excess of a
hundred giga-electron volts.

Well, good for him.

No, it's embarrassing.

Had a 50-50 shot.

I guess I need to call and let him know

what a bonehead mistake he made.

There's probably a nicer way to say it.

Did you hear how massive
his neutrinos were?

We're well into bonehead territory.

Sheldon, you don't
need to be rude to him.

When am I rude?

Stay a child as long as you can.

Adulthood will not be kind to you.

Neat. The veins on your calf
look like a road map of Texas.

Did you make this taste bad
so Dad would lose weight?

Fine. I'll be polite.

But I still think

we could go to San
Antonio using Meemaw's leg.

Hello?

Dr. Sturgis. It's Sheldon.

I hope you're well.

I am. I just had soup.

Anyway,

I was just calling to let
you know I read your paper.

Wonderful. What did you think?

I thought your typing was very tidy.

Your sentence structure was impressive.

And your theory was...

not without succeeding
in avoiding success.

Well, Sheldon, uh, you don't
need to beat around the bush.

We're men of science. Uh,
just give it to me straight.

The masses for your
neutrinos are impossible.

Are you sure?

Yes. If they were that heavy,
atoms could not beta decay.

I don't know how I missed that.

I'm such an idiot.

You're not an idiot.
You're just a bonehead.

So you're saying you have
no feelings for her at all?

I wasn't at the restaurant
with her, I was there with you.

That doesn't answer my question!

I was hoping you
wouldn't pick up on that.

Did you take me there on purpose?

Hold on a second.

Is this one of those fights

where we end up making
out in the back seat?

No.

That's too bad.

Howdy.

Morning. I need to order
some baseball trophies.

Baseball's over there.

So many choices.

Mm-hmm.

You should win a trophy
for the most trophies.

Mm.

Maybe not the trophy
for customer service.

Is this everything you have?

Impressive, isn't it?

I noticed that there
are no baseball trophies

with girls on them.

Girls don't play baseball.

Actually, my daughter does.

Oh. Good for her.

And some of the girls might
like a trophy with a girl on it.

Well, then they'll be very disappointed.

You know what?

I'm gonna take my business elsewhere.

Oh, no.

And you should win a trophy
for being such a sourpuss!

Ta-ta!

- Hello?
- Dr. Sturgis.

It's Sheldon. I hope I'm
not interrupting anything.

Nah, just wondering
what became of my career.

Oh.

Should I call you back later?

Oh, no. I can be downtrodden
and chat at the same time.

- What's up?
- I was thinking about

the mass problem of your neutrinos,

and I realized we might
be able to solve it

if some of the particles have more spin.

Interesting.

That would certainly

get our neutrino mass to zero.

Although it does open up a problem

with double beta decay.

Hmm. That is true.

Unless what it's actually predicting

is a magnetic monopole.

Might be difficult to
control the infinities.

Although,

if you consider adding
faster-than-light particles

like tachyons, then
I suppose you could...

- Quantize time.
- Yes!

Hang on! If we're gonna
be thinking at this level,

I should put on pants!

Can you believe this?

Boy trophy, boy trophy...

boy trophy.

Hmm, all I see is my trophy wife.

Nope? Okay.

Look, the only girl trophies

are for cheerleading, soccer and golf.

So buy Missy a golf trophy
and tell her it's a skinny bat.

George.

That poor girl has been
watching her brother win awards

since he was three years old.

I'd like for her first
one to be special.

'Cause you think it may
also be her last one?

I didn't say that.

But you thought it.

Yeah.

Mm.

Hey.

Here you go.

- What's this?
- It's your tip from the other night.

I wanted to give it to you then,

but I also wanted to
get out of there alive.

Don't worry about it.

You sure?

I'm sure.

So how long you been working there?

Couple weeks. Trying to
save money for college.

Well, now you have to take this.

I insist.

Thank you.

How are things with Jana?

Honestly, I have no idea.

Should you even be
talking to me right now?

Probably not.

But I'm glad I am.

Me, too.

Bye.

I'd like to end today's lecture
with a hilarious physics joke.

Why didn't the photon pack a suitcase?

He was traveling light.

- Sheldon.
- Ha, ha.

Thank you.

Class dismissed.

Well, our conversation about my paper

resulted in a very
productive couple of days.

I completely rewrote the
whole thing from scratch.

Exciting. I know credits are
usually listed alphabetically,

but I'm completely fine
with my name going second.

Sheldon, I've worked
on this paper for years.

I'm not putting your name on it at all.

But I helped you.

You did, but you didn't
cowrite the paper with me.

Is that so?

Yes, it is.

Well, this is an outrage.

After all the help I've given you,

and I don't even get credit?

Well, of course you are.

You're getting a special
thanks in the footnotes.

No one reads the footnotes.

- I do.
- Well, I do, too,

but that doesn't mean
I want to be in them.

Sheldon, that's where people
get recognition for helping.

Oh, you mean the help of using my math

to convert your hazy
series of meanderings

into a well-formed scientific thesis?

I think you're overstating
your contribution.

Well, I think you should
be wearing a black ski mask

because you're trying to rob me blind.

Well, if anyone should be
wearing an odd piece of apparel,

it should be you wearing a baby bonnet,

because that's how you're behaving.

- Ready to go?
- Very!

It's a good thing she showed up,

because I do not have a comeback.

Darn it. When he called me
a baby, I should've said,

"Then I guess you needed a
baby's help to fix your paper."

Very clever.

Turn the car around.

We're halfway home.

It's not that clever.

Why aren't you being
more supportive of me?

Sheldon, John is a lot of
things, but he's not a thief.

So you're on his side.

I'm not.

So you're on my side.

For the sake of this car ride, sure.

Okay, here's the plan.

End your relationship
with Coach Ballard,

date Dr. Sturgis again,
get him to love you

more than ever, then
when he least expects it,

break his heart and say,
"That's for Sheldon."

Great plan.

You think so?

For the sake of this car ride, sure.

So shiny, aren't you, now?

Hello. Remember me?

Ah, I thought you were gonna
take your business elsewhere.

Well, lucky for you, I
believe in second chances.

Now, I know that you don't have
girl baseball trophies in stock,

but could you have one made special?

Sure.

- Great.
- A custom mold

is 50 bucks, and it takes six weeks.

I'm not paying you $50 for a trophy.

And I don't have six weeks.

Well, does your daughter
look like a horse?

Maybe she'd like this.

I knew all that God talk was
covering something really evil.

I am trying to make a
special trophy for Missy.

So I'm gonna take this head
and put it on that body.

Whatever you say, Dr. Frankenstein.

My daughter deserves to have a trophy

that looks something like her.

So this is kind of a
feminist gesture on your part.

I prefer to think of it
as a maternal gesture.

Let's just split the difference

and call it the stuff of nightmares.

It'll look better when I paint it.

I don't think so.

Grant Linkletter.

Dr. Linkletter, Sheldon Cooper.

I need your help reporting
an academic crime.

- Sounds serious.
- It is.

That's why I'm using my serious voice.

Then I'll use mine as well.

What's going on?

Dr. Sturgis has stolen my work

and is using it in his own paper.

Well, that's quite the allegation.

It's not an allegation; it's a fact.

He was getting enormous
masses for his neutrinos,

and I showed him how to fix it,

but now he's refusing
to list me as a coauthor.

Well, I think he has a point.

Is the "he" in that sentence me?

Because that is a
strange way to phrase it.

No, the "he" is him.

I don't play games
with sentence structure.

Look, I haven't done a forensic
examination of this paper,

but it's not uncommon to
show your work to a colleague

to get their feedback.

But I fixed his paper.

This kind of accusation
could have real consequences.

I'd consider my next
steps very carefully.

You're no help. Put me
through to your supervisor.

Please let me speak to John

before you take this any further.

All right, but if he calls
me a baby, feel free to say,

"Then I guess you needed
a baby to fix your paper."

That's a good one, but
I'm not gonna say it.

I bet the guy who invented
the spork is a millionaire.

I guess.

I wonder if his last name is Spork.

It comes from "spoon" and "fork." Spork.

Oh, my God. Mind is blown.

You know what you
should do? Cut your hair.

What?

I think it'd look better.

Ooh, maybe a little
beard like George Michael.

I wonder how tall he
is. I bet he's tall.

Hey. I have something to show you.

What's up?

I was gonna give this to you

at the end of the season party,

but I was so excited that
I wanted you to see it now.

Mm.

What the hell is that?

I couldn't find any
girl baseball trophies,

so I made you one.

Why is her head so big?

It's a Barbie head. I had to improvise.

You chopped the head
off one of my Barbies?

Don't be silly. I bought a new one.

I could've had a new Barbie?

The point is you deserve to
be recognized appropriately

for everything you've accomplished.

You can't give that to me
in front of all the boys.

- Why?
- It's embarrassing.

Well, we have plenty of time.

I can make the head
smaller or the body bigger

or a little bit of both.

I just want the same
trophy everyone else gets.

But I want you to feel special.

And I just want to feel regular.

Okay.

Well...

I'll make sure you get a
regular one at the party.

Thank you.

Mom, wait.

I get what you were trying to do.

It's nice.

Thanks.

Can I keep that one, too?

You really want it?

I do.

Despite her many flaws,

my sister did have a
soft spot in her heart.

And a fondness for blowing things up.

What was that?!

Hello?

How dare you accuse me of plagiarism?

And to my colleague, no less.

This is my reputation
you're jeopardizing.

Well, give me the credit
I deserve and I'll stop.

We've been over this.

You made a helpful suggestion
and then you arrogantly assumed

that it entitled you
to a coauthor credit,

which it doesn't.

But I was the one who...

I've been your friend

and mentor.

The idea that I would steal from you

is both personally and
professionally insulting.

Well, I'm sorry you
feel that way, but...

Sheldon, I don't want to
see you in my class anymore.

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