Previously on Young Sheldon...
It's fun, huh?
I feel like I'm riding in a banana.
So excited for you to show me around campus today.
Come on. Let's go.
Together again.
Just feels right, doesn't it?
(groans)
I'm actually... 29.
Well, I guess there's something I should tell you.
I'm totally fine with that.
I was talking about us travelling together,
and instead, you went out and bought a yellow clown car.
You're picturing a future where we slow down,
and I'm just getting going.
You know I love you, right?
I love you, too.
But we're done.
ADULT SHELDON: For many college kids,
waiting in line for concert tickets is a rite of passage,
and I was no different.
Except, instead of rock and roll music,
my concert was a lecture
on black hole topology.
Instead of a stage dive,
I would dive into knowledge.
Instead of guitar-shredding solos,
I would witness universe-shredding hypotheses.
And instead of a charismatic
front man dazzling the audience, there would be...
(speaking indistinctly)
...well, actually, the exact same thing.
Sheldon?
Paige? Why are you here?
The lecture.
Well, if you're looking to jump the line, I don't do cutsies.
No, I'm actually part of the lecture.
Professor Patterson is my mentor at U.T.
Really? You're part of the quantum gravity team?
Yeah, it's actually really interesting.
-We've been examining all... -I know what it's about.
It's why I've been waiting in line for three hours.
Wow, three hours to see me speak?
I didn't know you were such a fan.
♪ Nobody else is stronger than I am ♪
♪ Yesterday I moved a mountain ♪
♪ I bet I could be your hero ♪
♪ I am a mighty little man ♪
♪ I am a mighty little man. ♪
Okay, this is it.
Nice.
Not really,
but at least my parents aren't in the room next door.
Oh, you want me to move this to the bedroom?
It's a studio, this is the bedroom.
Oh.
There you go.
How can I ever thank you?
Let's see...
we are in the bedroom.
What, so, like, take a nap?
(chuckles) Maybe after.
Deal.
-(door opens, closes) -MISSY: I'm home.
Hey, honey, how was school?
So good. Meemaw picked me up in her new car.
We drove with the top down.
A truck driver honked at us. (chuckles)
It was awesome.
See? Missy loves my car.
I don't know what Dale's problem is.
You're too good for him anyway.
Should she really be hearing about all this?
Mom, she just got dumped.
It's what you do.
Ooh, is any of his stuff at your house?
Let's set it on fire.
Don't you have homework?
My grandma's hurting. She needs me.
Go. (sighs)
I appreciate you picking Missy up
from school, but she does not need to hear
about your love life.
She's got to learn sometime.
Learn what?
That men suck.
Not all men... do that.
Suck. Say it.
-No. -I want Missy back.
Oh, I know that you're hurting, and...
I'm here for you, so...
what do you need?
Great, take me drinking.
It is 3:30 in the afternoon.
Yes, it's called happy hour.
I have to make dinner.
Oh, fine. I'll just be sad and drunk by myself.
Maybe I'll go home with the bartender.
Missy!
I have to go out with your meemaw,
but I'll be back later with KFC.
Did you see that ridiculous car she bought?
Nope, but I sure have heard a lot about it.
What is her problem?
She think she can do better than me?
Don't know what she thinks.
-I'm a catch. -Okay.
You don't think I'm a catch?
You're a catch. You're very catchable.
Darn tootin'.
I thought you ended things with her.
Yeah, not my fault she's okay with it.
You know what's better than going on and on about it?
What's that?
(grunting)
Come on, you can do better than that. Punch her new car.
(grunting)
Don't forget it's yellow.
I mean, since when are cars yellow?
It's not a taxi.
Less talking, more punching.
Can I at least have some gloves? My hands hurt.
Well, aren't you a tender buttercup.
Watch this.
(knocks on door)
Oh, hello.
You didn't stay for the Q and A.
I had no Q's, and therefore, needed no A's.
Well, I thought that maybe we could just hang out.
Why would we do that?
'Cause we're friends.
Are we? One time, you punched me in the face.
Yeah, that's what friends do. Can I come in?
Why aren't you spending the afternoon with your colleagues?
Well, Professor Patterson took the team out for drinks.
That kind of leaves me on my own.
Fine, come in.
You got a roommate?
No, it's a single.
I have a chaperone. Mona.
She's, like, 30. It's the worst.
Why do you need a chaperone?
Maybe they think I'm, like, some kind of troublemaker.
As the owner of the face you punched, they're right.
(knock on door)
Yo, homie. Oh.
Sorry, didn't know you had company.
Oh, this is Paige. Paige, this is Darren.
-He lives next door. -Hi.
We're having a Mario Kart death match.
You guys want in?
It's pretty fun.
We do it a few times a week.
Really?
You want to join us?
Uh... I've never played before.
Perfect, you can be on Oscar's team.
I will destroy.
Your neighbors let you hang out with them?
I'm basically the social glue of our floor.
(gasps) Oh, God, is that my yearbook?
Dang, y'all had some big hair.
You're gonna talk to me about big hair?
You think it's big now, wait till it gets humid.
Okay, so, uh,
when do I get to see your yearbook?
Actually...
I dropped out my senior year.
Oh.
I'm sorry for not telling you sooner.
No, it's okay.
Yeah?
Yeah.
So what other secrets are you hiding from me?
You got a wife and kids?
No.
But I'm not really 21. I'm 17.
(laughing)
What the...
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
It ain't that big of a deal.
I just slept with a 17-year-old.
If you were a guy,
you'd think that was cool.
I can't believe you lied to me.
Only 'cause I like you.
Get out.
Come on, I'm the same guy I was five minutes ago.
Yeah, a liar.
You lied to me about your age.
Yeah, and then I felt really bad about it,
and I told you the truth.
'Cause you're more mature than me.
Go.
Can I at least put on my shoes?
No.
(door opens, slams closed)
Where do you go?
U.T. Austin,
great city. You must have fun.
Yeah. It's one big party.
So, did you guys get, like, assigned
to look after Sheldon or something?
No, he ended up in the room next door.
So we took him in, like a dog.
Him being so young isn't, like, weird?
I'm basically 50.
And we're basically 12, so it all works out.
(chuckles)
You good for D&D on Friday?
It's the only day Abby can make it.
There's an Abby?
She only likes them as a friend. She made that very clear.
So clear.
Do you play D&D?
No. I actually just sit in my dorm room and study
because I have no friends.
That's a bummer.
Yeah.
I think I'm gonna go.
Bye.
(door opens)
(door closes)
You should go after her.
Why? She's a bummer, you just said so.
Here you go.
I'm still working on this one.
Oh, dear.
Well, I'm sure
someone here will drink it.
(chuckles)
You keep saying you're okay.
Are you?
I'm better than okay.
Great. Glad to hear it.
You know what it's like?
You see these peanuts?
Two of them stuck together in the shell.
Trapped.
And then, you look here at this one,
all on its own.
Solo.
Happy.
So, you're a solo peanut?
Mm, damn straight.
As a matter of fact...
Enjoy your freedom.
Well, if you're happy, I'm happy.
I am.
Maybe not as happy as this
threesome going on here.
-Mom. -(chuckles)
(door opens, closes)
SHELDON: Can you settle an argument?
I said you're fine. Darren and Oscar said you're not fine.
Why wouldn't I be fine?
I'm completely alone, and the one person
I thought would understand is having the time of his life.
So... just to clarify...?
-They're right, you're wrong. -Dang it.
How do you have more friends than me?
I don't know. I don't even want them.
I thought that college was gonna be this amazing experience,
but I hate it.
You're doing such interesting work
with Professor Patterson.
What, you really think he wants
to take suggestions from me?
I'm not even a woman in science.
I'm a little girl in science.
They just trot me out like the novelty act to help get funding.
They did that to me here, too.
They did?
Yes, and I was very rude to the donor.
(chuckles) You're kidding. What happened?
He appreciated my honesty, gave the school a bunch of money.
Of course he did.
I got to go.
Mona's probably freaking out
because instead of friends, I have a Mona.
-(door opens, closes) -Bye.
Oh, for God's sake,
take off that stupid Ballard shirt.
Oh, look, Connie's here.
(sighs) She's upset about Dale.
I ain't upset about jack squat.
Let's just eat.
Without praying?
(chuckles)
How silly of me.
You all right?
Well, she's had a whole beer, so who knows.
-Mother. -Can we just pray?
(sighs)
Bless us Lord for the food we are about to receive
and bless the hands that prepared it.
And forgive me for that beer. My mother made me do it. Amen.
Snitch.
And by the way,
you can tell your friend Dale that I want my stuff back.
I'm not getting in the middle of this.
'Cause I left my purple bra over at his place.
I want a purple bra.
-Oh, Lord. -And if I'm gonna
start dating again,
I'm gonna need that.
Somebody else needs to talk.
Did you know that Leonard Nimoy takes pictures of...
Georgie?
-What? -Surprised you're here.
Figured you'd be out with your little girlfriend.
Well, I'm not.
Uh-oh.
Did somebody find out
how old you are?
Ooh, what does that mean?
I don't want to talk about it.
What it means is, your brother over here
has been going out with an older woman
and lying about his age.
Georgie.
It don't matter.
I told her the truth, and she dumped me.
I can relate. A young lady brought chaos
into my life as well today.
-What happened? -SHELDON: Paige was visiting
the university and got mad that I have college friends
and she doesn't.
You're drunk, Sheldon has friends.
This a crazy-ass dinner.
Georgie ain't here.
I came to talk to you.
Could you please take your voice
down just a notch?
Why? You don't want anyone to hear?
No, I'm a little hungover.
(rattles loudly)
How could you not tell me he was 17?
Look, I did tell him to tell you before things went too far.
Well, they did go too far.
Well, I get it. Men are the worst.
I'm going through stuff myself.
-We are not bonding over this. -Listen. Just calm down.
Don't tell me to calm down!
And good luck with your hangover.
(clangs loudly)
Well, that's too bad.
I liked her.
Did you see Connie last night?
Yeah, at dinner.
She say anything about me?
Please leave me out of this.
Oh, come on, we're friends, George,
and I'm your boss.
She said she wants her bra back.
Uh, the purple one that opens in the front?
Really don't want to hear about this.
Well, you're the one that brought it up.
ADULT SHELDON: Paige made me realize
that maybe I wasn't the loner I thought I was.
Maybe I was a social butterfly,
or a social animal less horrifying than a butterfly.
Get it off the screen.
But the point is,
I was becoming a people person.
You again?
Well, hello to you, too.
(sighs)
I thought you were going back to Austin?
Uh, I'm not going back.
I'm gonna drop out.
What? Where will you go?
I was thinking here, in your dorm.
Here?
Well, I mean, just for a couple days
until I can figure out how to tell my mom.
I don't know.
Please?
I don't have anywhere else to go,
and...
as embarrassing as this is to admit...
you're the only person who can help me right now.
(sighs)
Okay.
Thanks.
It's the least I can do.
My life is going so much better than yours.
Hey.
Nice of you to show up.
Broom closet, now.
So...
your little girlfriend Mandy came by today,
and she is pissed.
This is what I get for telling her.
No, this is what you get for lying to her.
I don't need you yelling at me, too.
Well, she was yelling at me, so now I'm yelling at you.
Just because you're having men problems,
please don't take it out on me.
All I'm saying
is you really messed up.
I apologized. Why are we still talking about this?
Georgie, just think
how you'd feel if someday
somebody did that to your sister.
(door closes)
Missy?
'Sup?
Can I borrow one of your Sassy magazines?
I knew it.
Okay, look, I'm cool with this, but do not tell Dad.
Tell him what?
Paige is staying in my dorm room,
and I'm making her a care package.
-Why? -She wants to drop out of college,
and she hasn't told her parents yet.
And she came to you?
She said I'm the only one who would understand.
-Do you? -Nope.
Here you go.
There's an article about what
your lip gloss flavor says about you.
I'm sweet and fun like a strawberry.
I don't care.
What else you bringing her?
Toothbrush, toothpaste, pajamas,
and these feminine napkins.
-Is one box enough? -Should be plenty.
I hope so. She's been awfully moody.
Maybe you aren't the best person to be handling this.
Agreed, but I'm all she's got.
I feel like you should tell Mom.
I promised I wouldn't.
I know, but this sounds serious.
I got her a toothbrush and lady pads, what more can I do?
(sighs)
GEORGE SR.: All right. I'll see you there.
Bye.
Where you going?
To meet Dale at the bar. (sighs)
I really don't want to hear about this relationship anymore.
At least he talks about it.
My mom just wants to drink and pretend she's fine.
That sounds great.
Hey, maybe you and I can switch.
I'll-I'll finish the dishes, you go hang out with Dale.
We can't switch.
Sure you can. Grab your coat.
Mom?
Yeah, baby?
I'm worried about Paige.
(whispers): Who's Paige?
ADULT SHELDON: I may have promised Paige
I wouldn't tell my mother.
Thankfully, Missy didn't.
I don't know what lip gloss flavor says "mature,"
but that would be my sister.
Paige?
Where is she?
There's a note.
"Sheldon, thank you for letting me stay here,
"but I have to go.
"I'm happy you're doing well.
"I need to find that for myself somewhere.
"I hope I can.
Your friend, Paige."
ADULT SHELDON: After a few frantic nights,
Paige showed up at her mom's.
They had a lot to figure out.
Being a parent isn't easy.
I know I made life difficult for my family.
And my own kids do the same to me.
Just yesterday, I had to take my son Leonard
to the skate park,
like a regular park isn't bad enough.
It's safe to say, having children
is challenging.
Can we talk?
(sighs)
We better.
What's going on?
I'm pregnant. n?