Changes ¦ The Big Bang Theory

All this change is just too much. The reporters, the attention at work, and now even Amy's changed. Slow down. I'm playing a drinking game. Every time you say the word change, I take a slug. Are you going to be able to drive me home? Not unless you change the subject. Now I said it. You know, you're the only person who could win the biggest prize in science and still be upset about it. It's just, all the times I thought about winning, I never thought about how it would affect my life. I'm sorry, I'm genuinely concerned about your liver. Fine, I'll stop playing. You know, you go on and on about wanting things to stay the same, but you've changed a lot since I met you. Oh, you are a mean drunk. I'm serious. You have a ton of friends. You got married, moved into a new apartment. You wore a baseball hat that one time. Heck, you've had sex almost as many times as I have fingers. More. By this many. You dog! It was the Avengers trailer. You know, I've grown too. I used to be the bartender back there. That's true. And now there is a completely different woman who botched my drink order. How hard is 65% Coke, 35% Diet Coke? Judging by the look on her face, it's at least 1% saliva. But I do take your point. You're also married. You have a successful career. You no longer dress like you're trying to attract sailors by the wharf. So, I guess the only thing that actually stays the same is that things are always changing. Interesting. So, you're saying the inevitability of change might be a universal constant. Well, there's a little more to it than that, but yeah, sure. Oh, hey, look. It's Bernadette. I can't tell you how many times I was going to give up and I would say to her, at least as your best friend, I'm not going to let you quit. Okay, I'm drinking again. I'll join you, waitress. 95% Hawaiian punch, 5% vodka. Let me tell you about this time, Mr. Nobel Laureate wanted olives. This is a good one. You know what, 90-10. You know, I like the way my hair looks. I'm done tiptoeing around him. Well, we're all guilty of it. But why? Because we were afraid to upset him. Which happens anyway. Well, that's over. I'm done enabling him. Like, this is his spot. And the thermostat has to be set to his comfort level, even though he doesn't even live here anymore, and I'm always chilly. Is that why you wear a hoodie all the time? Yes! To accommodate children. And what about this thing? Why is it here? I'll tell you why. Because it was here when I moved in, and for no earthly reason, he forbade me to touch it. Well, if you don't like it, get rid of it. And put it in the closet. You know what? I will. I bet that's the reason.