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Previously on young Sheldon...

- George? - Roy.

You work here now?

Just nights and weekends.

Since you and the boosters are gunning for my neck.

What's going on?

I'm pregnant.

People are talking about Georgie.

Maybe take some time off.

Focus on things at home.

- Are you firing her? - Is that really necessary?

I believe it is.

I've heard people say fathers are the real superheroes,

but my dad couldn't fly,

or bend steel.

And you would not want to see him in spandex.

But like Superman, he had his fortress of solitude.

Can I get another?

Hey, George.

Great.

Come on now. Don't be like that.

Let me buy you a beer.

I don't need your beer. And don't act like we're friends.

- Just bein' nice. - Right.

You try to get me fired, and then buy me a beer, and everything's good.

George, the whole damn town knows your team's a disaster.

- That so? - Should I take a poll?

You should go back to your table.

I don't wanna kick a man when he's down.

No, I ain't down.

I hate to tell you...

But, yeah, you are.

You better walk away.

This is why the only barl frequent

is the genius bar at the apple store.

What is that?

A bug bite?

Hello. Allow me to introduce myself

I am acne vulgaris. More commonly known as the "pimple."

Frankly, neither name paints a very pretty picture,

but such is the life of a pustule.

And this is my longtime colleague, pus.

Now we're usually associated with the ugliness and discomfort,

but I would argue, we're actually a symbol of growth.

In this case, Sheldon Cooper's ascent or descent into adulthood,

kind of a signpost that says, "you are now entering puberty."

Yeah, like that.

Doesn't look like a bug bite.

It's probably a pimple.

It's not. I don't get those.

As you might expect, we pimples are not very fond of popping things,

but I was about to burst this young man's bubble.

Oh, yeah, that's a zit.

- No, it's not. My hygiene is impeccable. - Zit.

Everybody gets 'em sooner or later, baby.

I'm not everybody.

No one is ever happy to see me.

My therapist says that's their problem, not mine,

but honestly,

it hurts.

Pus, this is supposed to be a safe space.

- So, I ran into Roy last night. - Okay.

Sounds like I'm done here.

- He said that? - Basically.

It's probably that coach from carthage.

Actually...

It's not.

What's going on?

I got offered the job.

- Wayne! - I didn't answer yet.

I wanted to talk it over with you first.

What's to talk about? You want it, right?

Well, yeah, but not behind your back.

I'll make it easy for you.

That did not make it easier.

Morning, George.

I know what's going on.

I'm sorry.

I did everything I could.

- You know I'm on your side. - Yeah, right.

We still want you to finish out the year...

I'm not doing that. I quit.

Come on, George.

Is there a chance I keep my job?

Then at least let me leave on my own terms.

All right.

I'll take a beer.

Celebrating a win?

No, I've been losing all morning.

A couple more of them, you won't give a crap.

Let's hope.

What the hell are you doing?

Making extra money.

Are you crazy?

You're gonna get us all arrested.

You're paying off the cops, aren't you?

For gambling. You start selling liquor without a license,

you're asking for trouble.

I'm having a baby. I need cash.

Well, think of something else.

Can I have a raise?

Are you selling that or drinking it?

Give me that.

- Hey. - How is this empty already?

It's my lunch.

This is just a pimple.

But how can you be sure it isn't chicken pox or smallpox or monkey pox,

which I know sounds made up, but it's very real.

Have you been near any monkeys?

- No. - Try benzoyl peroxide.

It's over the counter.

Oh, no! Not benzoyl peroxide.

I'm melting! I'm melting!

Give me a break.

But a pimple is a sign of puberty, and I'm showing no other indicators.

No armpit or chest hair, and I have so little interest in the opposite sex.

I barely noticed you're a woman.

Thank you.

- What are you doing home? - I quit my job.

What? Why?

The school offered it to Wayne.

I wasn't gonna sit around, waiting to get fired.

You doin' okay?

No, Mary, not really.

We're standing here withoutjobs in a house we're not done paying for.

Well, you're still working at Ballard's, right?

That ain't going to cover the mortgage.

We've been through tough spots before. We'll figure it out.

I know you don't want to hear it, but I've been praying on this.

You're right. I don't want to hear it.

Dr. Linkletter, may I speak with you?

If I say no, will you leave?

- No. - Then why even ask?

It's called manners.

What do you want?

I was hoping we could discuss puberty.

Then allow me to dash your hopes. No!

But I think I may be entering it.

And I would like to talk about it man-to-blossoming-young-man.

Wouldn't you rather talk to your father,

a schoolmate, or literally anyone else?

But you went through it once.

Sure, it was along, long time ago,

but I'm assuming the basics haven't changed.

Hold that thought.

Okay, so what's the problem?

I wanted to talk with Dr. Linkletter about puberty.

And I wanted to avoid litigation.

Hey.

If we can't sell beer, what about cigarettes?

We can make money and keep people from leaving to go buy more.

That's not a bad idea.

I could go down to Walmart and buy some cartons.

We can Mark them up like crazy.

Reminds me of when I was young and we used to go down across the border

- and get 'em cheap in Mexico. - How cheap?

Well, between the taxes and the peso, practically nothing.

Let's do that.

I'm not driving to Mexico.

I don't need you. I'll go.

- Where do I go? - I'm not telling you.

- Why? - You're dumb in this country.

God knows what you are anywhere else.

Fine. I'll just head south and see where it takes me.

I'm impressed you knew it was south.

But what if it's scratchy and it's all I can think about?

It's just armpit hair.

Well, I don't even have it yet, and it's already consuming my thoughts.

All right, Sheldon, you are a smart kid, now,

you had to know that this is going to happen eventually.

I'm a smart kid now, but what will I be in a year?

A smart young man.

And then a smart adult with money problems and marital strife

and every other problem you can think of.

I'll probably have a beer belly or a root beer belly.

All right, Sheldon, being a grown up isn't all bad. Right?

I mean, yeah, sure...

You know, your body starts to fall apart.

But there is a window at about, mmm, 22 where everything is just...

Oh, when I was 22, I was a strapping blonde oak of a man.

I'd walk down the streets, you could hear the knees buckle.

If I could go back,

I would wear nothing but a bikini 24/7.

My mind was a steel trap.

I could rattle off pi to 25 places.

Today, I'm not sure where I parked.

I once went to France for a month with a man I met in the airport bar.

I missed my grandmother's funeral, but,

ooh-la-la.

- It all went by so fast. - Too fast.

I'm new to puberty. Is this sexual tension?

Here.

- What's this? - Classifieds. Let's do this.

Really?

Yeah, we could sit here and sulk or we can find jobs.

Now pick up that pen and start circling.

All right.

Let's see what we have here.

Here's one.

Oh. College degree required.

Hmm...

Yeah, I can't type.

- I can. - Ninety words a minute?

Let's keep looking.

In fact, I bet I can find a job faster than you can.

We will see about that.

How are we not qualified for anything?

I mean, there were a couple.

I'm not going to be night security guard at thejunkyard, George.

- You can. - You know I get sleepy.

- So, I'll pick you up in the morning? - Not too early.

I have to walk mitzy.

- Your dog? - The wife.

She got a new hip, and the doc says she needs to keep it moving.

I still need your address.

Four-two-four-four, hibiscus court...

What's going on here?

Wade's coming with me to Mexico.

It's a long drive, and he knows a little Spanish.

Okay.

- Si. - You're gonna get yourself killed.

I got no choice.

I got a kid coming.

If you're hell bent on going to Mexico, I'm going with you.

Shotgun.

You are not coming, Wade.

Hey, good news.

I was picking up some groceries at Davidson's.

They're hiring.

Well, good for you.

I got an application for you too.

I'm not working in a supermarket, Mary.

- Why not? - Because I was head coach

of the high school football team, I'm not bagging people's groceries.

It's an honestjob, George.

It's embarrassing.

It's embarrassing to provide for your family?

It's embarrassing that I busted my ass all these years, and this is where I am.

I'm right there with you.

I lost my job, too.

Yeah, it's exactly the same.

You know what you are?

I'm not going to say it, but you know.

What the hell?

Help. Something weird is going on.

Not now, George.

I have to finish making the kids' lunches,

get 'em to school, and then go looking for a new job.

But I'm turning into my father.

I don't have time for whatever crisis you're going through.

And why are you still wearing that uniform?

You don't even work there anymore.

Well, maybe nothing else was clean.

You're a grown man. You can wash your own clothes.

Would you two quit fightin'?

You ain't the only one with problems.

For god's sakes, why are you always here?

Don't be mean to her.

You're mean to me.

I'm just dropping off your mail, fat ass.

And it's nothing but bills.

Just got back from the baby doctor.

Mandy's having triplets. Dang it!

How are we going to handle all of this?

I guess Sheldon's gonna have to drop out of school and get a job.

I hear the coal mine's hiring.

Ain't that too messy for him?

Oh, he's got to grow up sometime.

Ain't that the truth?

He's got that nasty pimple, so he's well on his way.

Whoa.

Heavy stuff.

But like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly,

things need to get a little weird along the way.

How could people not like us? That was awesome.

And pus is available for children's parties.

I hate you.

This better be an emergency.

My pimple has me concerned about the future.

Not an emergency.

Good night.

But we're twins, and we have a special bond.

So you can't ignore me in my time of need.

Watch me.

And I'm scared.

Damn it.

What's the problem?

My childhood is ending.

- So? - Look at everyone around us.

They're all miserable.

Mom and dad are unemployed, constantly fighting.

Georgie's having a child.

First of all, no one's having a kid with you, ever.

Don't be so sure.

With this intellect, my genetic material will be a hot commodity.

- Ugh. - That's how I feel.

How does the future not concern you?

I guess there's stuff I'm looking fonivard to.

Like what?

- Going on dates... - Bonng.

- Driving... - Scary.

Getting married, hopefully to vanilla ice.

You want to marry a snow cone?

Sheldon, there has to be stuff you're excited to do.

Of course...

Getting my phd, winning nobel prize,

getting to meet professor proton, working with Stephen Hawking.

Okay, so when you start to get upset, focus on that stuff.

But...

What if I grow up and none of those things ever happen?

All you can do is try and find out.

Those are the fundamentals of the scientific method.

No doy.

The actual retail price of the cedar chest is $600.

I got today's classifieds.

- Great. - Wanna look through 'em?

Not really.

Is this what you're going to do all day?

I got a shift at Ballard's later. Can you get off my back?

Fine.

I'm going to go find a job,

you just sit there and feel sorry for yourself.

Done.

Ooh, plinko.

Once we hit 281, it's a straight shot to the border.

It's all crazy.

What is?

A year ago, I had nothing to worry about.

I had no idea how good I had it.

Well, what if a year from now is a disaster and this looks good?

That's not helping.

Relax. Someday you'll be my age,

your kids will be grown up,

all will be good again.

But that's, like, 50 years from now.

Yeah, I waited a long time for it.

So quit your bitching.

Ooh, I love this song.

Bound by wild desires

I fell into a ring of fire

my life's falling apart, and you're singing?

I fell into a burning ring of fire

I went down, down, down

and the flames went higher

and it burned, burned, burned

that ring of fire

where?

That ring of fire

Oh!

- Hey, Mary. - Hey.

If you're looking for your mother, her league's not today.

Actually, I'm here for you.

Why's that?

I saw in the classifieds that you're looking for help.

I would like to apply.

You don't want to work here.

I mean, there's a bar.

- God hates that. - Jesus turned water into wine.

I think he'd be cool with it.

Well, you know, it's actually a pretty boring job.

It's mostly payroll and bookkeeping.

That is exactly what I did at the church.

In fact, you might say it's right up my alley.

I don't know, Mary.

We're neighbors.

Is this a good idea?

Honestly...

Everything is falling apart.

I just need one good thing to happen.

Maybe we should go to the emergency room.

It's just a pimple. Pop it.

- No. - I'll do it.

I like when it hits the mirror.

Now hold still.

Seems we've reached the end of our time with Sheldon.

But it's never truly goodbye.

We'll be back in moments of stress, like a big test,

or my personal favorite, school picture day...

- How was your day? - Awful.

Oh. Well, I have good news.

I could use it.

I got a job at the bowling alley.

- Working with Brenda? - Every day.

That is really, really good news.

Mmm-hmm.

- Hello? - Hey, George. It's Connie.

What's up?

Georgie and I ran into a little problem at the border.

What border?

The Mexican one.

We got arrested.

- What? - Who is it?

My sister encouraged me to embrace adolescence

as a journey of scientific discovery.

I stood before a whole new teenage world of music,

slang words, and even clothing styles.

Pretty groovy, huh?

Wow, I might look too cool.