That’s what cheese is - gone-off milk with bugs and mold! That’s why it tastes so good! Look, cows and bugs together have a good deal going down. Why can’t people grasp this?
Ch-e-e-e-se, Gromit!
Max, look! It’s the Leaning Tower of Cheese-a.
So he took his dog Max, and he took some black thread, and he tied a big horn on the top of his head.
If I can have everyone’s attention, please. I’m Max Evans, the best man. Isabel and I, uh, well, I’m sure you all know the story, how they found us. Little kids wandering around in the desert. No one knew where we came from, or where we belonged.
I remember it like it was yesterday, the day that Mitchell came home from the hospital. We were inseparable. I was his big sister, his nemesis, his protector, his best friend. I was his first partner. And I loved every minute of it. So naturally I was a little picky when it came to who was going to be replacing me. And then I met this Cam, and sure he was warm, and funny, and loving. I wondered was he really everything I wanted for my brother? Was he really the Best Person? No! I’m the best person!
There’s no doubt that a humanoid robot tailored to individual preferences can not only replace a partner, but can even seem to be the better partner.
Sheldon, if you were a robot, and I knew but you didn’t, would you want me to tell you?
I’m some kind of robot, who’s fighting this virus, and none of this exists. It’s all in a fever.
Greetings. I am the AWESOM-O 4000.
Whoa…
I have been sent from Japan to serve as your personal robot.
I can help!
You may need someone to peel you off the ceiling or scrape you off the floor.
- Okay, is everyone clear on the plan?
- Yes. Koothrappali’s gonna wet himself, I will throw up, Sheldon’s going to run away, and you’re going to die. Shall we synchronize our watches?
Look, synchronize lies, all right?
Leonard, you better back that pumpkin ass up, or I will make a pie.
I thought you could use some pie. It’s nice and hot.
What kind of pie? Huckleberry pie!
Now, remember, first you eat the sandwich. And then you eat the apple pie.
- We were peeking at Beaver, Eddie. We just wanted to make sure he finished his dinner, that’s all.
- Well, I guess if you can’t trust a child, you do have to spy on him.
It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s that I don’t believe you’re smart enough to make the right choice.