[Meemaw] Previously on Young Sheldon…
What is happening to our family?
Mom getting kicked out of the church.
Georgie havin' a baby out of wedlock.
We really are white trash.
But the church is still your family.
I'd just hate to see you walk away from the Lord.
[sighs]
Feels like he's walking away from me.
-You looking for a new church? -Not yet.
'Cause I can see you going Catholic.
You got a "get thee to a nunnery" vibe.
Oh. Mom, really? Passion's Harvest?
The main character's name is Passion.
She's inherited her daddy's farm.
And there's a stud in the stable.
Oh, that's terrible.
Read it. Then tell me how terrible it is.
I'm not reading this trash.
So you're literally judging a book by its cover.
All right, fine. I'll give it a look.
How come you've dog-eared all these pages?
You'll see.
[theme song playing]
Ethically, can science ever go too far?
Just because we can do something,
does that mean we should do something?
-Yes. -I haven't finished.
I'm sorry. Go on.
Ethically, should science have any limitations?
-No. -Interesting.
-What about human cloning? -More of me? Yes, please.
Well, what about more of everyone else?
-No, thank you. -What about dinosaurs?
Herbivores, yes. Carnivores, no.
What about the herbivores who can squash you like a bug?
Good point. No dinosaurs.
-So cloning is unethical. -Right.
But what if we were to clone Albert Einstein?
That would be swell.
At some point I'll need a sidekick.
So cloning is ethical?
Right, because Albert Einstein,
unlike the dinosaurs, harmed no one.
I think the victims of the atomic bomb,
which his discoveries helped create, might disagree.
So what's the right answer?
That's why we're here. To find that out.
-Why don't you just tell us? -Why don't you?
-I asked you first. -You're it. No backsies. [laughs]
[upbeat music playing]
This is such trash.
Oh, Passion, not in the stable.
That's where the horses do their business.
All night long? Who wants that?
-[doorknob rattling] -[Missy] Who's in there?
Uh, me. I'll just be a minute.
-[Missy] I really need to go. -It's occupied.
I could write a better book than this.
-[doorknob rattling] -[Missy] Mom.
[exhales]
-Hey. -What are you doing here?
I was at the store and I got some things for you.
Thanks, but I can buy my own groceries.
I know, but you're eating for two.
I should help out.
Three kinds of pickles?
Everybody knows pregnant ladies like those.
Okay. I'm throwing up enough as it is.
-Why is it so dark in there? -No reason.
What's with the candles? Are you on a date?
You think I'd dress like this on a date?
-I think you look good. -Well, I don't.
If I was, it's none of your business.
Then why you are sitting in the dark?
Okay. It's not a big deal.
I was short on the power bill.
How come?
Well, waiting tables and morning sickness,
not a great combination.
Got reflected in my tips.
[sighs]
Don't worry. I'll pay to turn your power back on.
I'm not a charity case. I can figure this out.
But you can't watch TV. What kinda life is that?
It's fine. I hear the neighbors fight.
That's almost like TV.
Hmm.
I'll leave you this. There's ice cream in there.
Make that a priority.
Good night.
I got you the one with three flavors.
I don't know what you like.
Bye.
It's chocolate, vanilla and pink.
[exhales] Chapter one.
When Marie stepped into the bar, she knew she looked good.
But not in a vulgar way.
More for what she didn't show than what she did.
[pleasant music playing]
-Well, hello. -Hi.
Dusty.
That's not a name. That's a poorly kept house.
[chuckles]
What's your mother call you?
-Dustin. -I like that.
And you are?
-Marie. -Marie.
What are you drinking, Marie?
A dirty martini.
Really? How dirty?
Very.
Hmm.
Sheldon.
Dr. Sturgis, I don't think I can do the assignment.
Why not?
Just pick either side of any ethical argument and present it.
But how do I know which to present?
Any one you want.
How do I know which side to take?
Any side you want.
But I wanna take the right side.
Maybe there is no right side.
[sighs] This is torture, and that can't be ethical.
There you go. You picked a subject and a side.
Oh. Good. Torture is unethical.
That's the correct position.
I agree.
But what if there's a bomb hidden underneath a city,
and someone says that the only way to find out
its location is through torture?
-Answer that. -Let's see.
Batman plays by Gotham City rules,
and would use torture,
but Superman's got those Midwest values.
I hate ethics.
[Marie] Haven't seen you here before.
Well, I'm just passing through. Tonight I'm here.
Tomorrow, who knows?
Hmm.
Guess we'll have to make the most of tonight then.
I guess so.
What do you say we get out of here?
What do you have in mind?
I don't know. I was thinking maybe we take a walk,
and you can tell me more about your hopes and dreams.
What's going on in here, and all the way down here.
You really want that?
To know who you really are? There's nothing I want more.
[exhales] Oh, my.
[knocking at door]
-Hey. -Hey. This is a surprise.
-Sorry to just drop in. -No, no, it's okay.
Let me just…
Sorry. The cleaning lady didn't come today.
Your mother?
[chuckles] Good one. So, what's going on?
Um…
You know how I said I had it under control?
-Yeah. -Things have changed.
I wasn't just short on the power bill.
I was also short on the rent.
And now I'm short on a place to live.
Oh. Okay. Well, you're welcome to stay here.
Mi garage, su garage.
It'd just be for a little while.
Stay as long as you need.
Got stuff in your car? Should I get it?
Yeah, about that… Um…
My stuff's in the apartment and my landlord locked it.
That ain't right.
He said when I pay rent, he'll let me in.
Hell with that. I'll get your stuff.
-How will you do that? -Don't worry about it.
-Make yourself comfortable. -Okay.
Oh, you hungry? You want some SpaghettiOs?
I'm sorry. That was rude.
There's your clean spoon.
[door closes]
[TV playing indistinctly]
-Can I change the channel? -But I'm watching this.
I miss when you had a real job and were gone more.
Can you two help me with my homework?
-Did I hear him right? -Yeah. He asked for help.
With his school work?
-Yep. -How long have you known him?
-All my life. -Has he ever asked for help?
-No. -Hello.
Hang on. Some kind of prank?
It's not a prank. I just need help with it.
-Did a bully take it from you? -No.
Is it heavy? Need help lifting it?
I need your opinion on an ethical dilemma.
Should robots have the same rights as humans?
That depends. What's "ethical" mean?
[gun cocks]
Don't shoot. I'm not a robber.
Turn around real slow.
How's this? 'Cause I can go slower.
You picked the wrong apartment, little man.
-Ain't this 208? -It's 207.
-I'm in the wrong apartment. -I just said that.
I can explain. My girlfriend--
She's not my girlfriend,
but she's having my baby.
She got evicted and I came to get her stuff.
-Are you talking about Mandy? -Yes.
You the dumb bastard that knocked her up?
Yes. That's me. Not a robber. Dumb bastard.
Ah, hell.
Put your hands down. I ain't gonna shoot you.
-I saw the padlock on her door. -Yeah.
And all her stuff's in there. I came to get it for her.
I like that girl. She's a good one.
-I agree. -Why don't you marry her?
I'm trying. She don't wanna.
So you think getting her toothbrush gonna change that?
Couldn't hurt. So what do you say? Can I go?
Yeah.
Thank you, sir. Good night, sir. Sorry to bother you, sir.
Nice kid. [chuckles]
Glad I didn't kill him.
[romantic music playing]
Sometimes I feel like, at my age,
I should have everything all figured out. But I don't.
Nobody has it all figured out.
-You ever get scared? -Oh, yeah. All the time.
Like right now, I'm scared you won't like me.
Oh, Dusty.
You don't have to worry about that.
-You promise? -With God as my witness.
Well, I hope he's not watching right now,
'cause I'm about to kiss you.
[George] What you writing?
Oh! Uh…
Just making a list of chores that need to get done.
Well, that doesn't sound like fun.
Well, one of them is.
I'll get to the rain gutters. You just gotta--
Mmm.
What's happening?
Why don't you come to the bedroom and find out?
Weird day.
Did you have problems getting in the apartment?
No. In the right window, out the right window. Easy-peasy.
You can hang your dresses and whatnot on the barbell.
Fancy.
So we're clear, uh, just 'cause we're
sleeping together doesn't mean we're "sleeping together."
I understand.
You take the bed. I'll sleep on the floor.
Oh, I can't ask you to do that.
It's okay. I got a sleeping bag and I'm young.
We'll share the bed. Just keep your hands to yourself.
Works both ways. You keep your hands to yourself.
I'll manage.
If you find you can't, that's okay too.
Hey, what's the bathroom situation?
I pay rent. You can use the one in the house.
Good. I was afraid you'd say that sink.
The sink? That's kinda gross.
I'll be right back.
[door opens, closes]
Looks like you're just a sink again.
[door closes]
[Mary laughing]
-[Mary] George. -[George] You like that?
[Mary] I love that.
[George] Turn the lights off?
[Mary] Yes, please. [giggles] That tickles.
Get out, get out.
-What? -I'm using the sink.
Sweet.
-Good morning. -Morning.
Did someone have a sleepover?
Mandy's staying with me for a little bit.
Mm-hmm.
-It's not like that. -Didn't say it was.
Take a seat. I'll make you scrambled eggs.
-Since when do you make eggs? -I can make eggs.
He can't make eggs.
Actually, my stomach's queasy.
-How about just some toast? -Great. Toast I can do.
Good morning, everyone. Niblingo.
I'm sorry. What?
It's an honorific I came up with
to describe a woman carrying my future niece
or nephew but is not related to me by law.
You remember Sheldon.
-I do. -Yeah.
I'm glad you're here. I have a question about ethics
you could help me with.
Sheldon, leave her alone.
No, it's okay. He can ask me a question.
I'm his, uh… What am I?
-Niblingo. -Niblingo. What's your question?
Ethically, should a robot be programmed to never kill,
even if killing would save lives?
Where's the dang toaster?
Welcome to breakfast at our house.
-[door opens] -[doorbell chimes]
-[snoring softly] -[door closes]
-Fire! -What? What? Where? Oh.
Thanks for keeping an eye on things.
Sorry. I didn't get much sleep.
-You and Mary fighting again? -We're getting along real good.
-Okay. -I mean, real good.
Yeah. I said okay.
[chuckles] She's like a different person.
That reminds me of a film. A lady fell off a boat.
She hit her head, and when she woke up,
she was a completely different person.
What's your point?
Did Mary fall off a boat?
Not that I know of.
-You should ask her. -We're not boat people, Dale.
Something strange is going on in the bedroom.
Uh-huh.
I mean, I'm happy about it.
You know, it's actually pretty great.
I just don't understand why.
See, now I'm with you there.
When I was married to June,
-she went through the change. -Hmm.
-She became downright frisky. -Right.
I think Mary's a little young for the change.
You'd think, but nature's curious.
I went to school with a kid
whose hair turned gray in the tenth grade.
We called him Whitey.
-Clever. -He used to buy us liquor.
Pioneer. What I'm saying is that have the family medic
do a once-over on her, you know,
kick the tires, see how she's roles.
Thanks, Dale. I tell you my wife wants to have sex with me,
you say she needs a doctor.
Well, I'm sorry.
You making a woman hot, that's completely normal.
[door opens]
-Hey. -Hey.
-I thought you were working. -Oh, I'm on lunch break.
-Brought you something to eat. -Thank you.
Oh, I also got you some ginger ale for your tummy.
Why do you look like you're gonna cry?
-'Cause I am. -What's wrong?
My whole life.
A year ago, I was a TV weather girl in San Antonio.
Now I live in a garage with the 17-year old
who got me pregnant.
Well, I'll be 18 before you know it.
-But not before you're a father. -Okay.
-What can I do? -Nothing. You're doing great. [sniffles]
That's how screwed-up my life is.
You're the best part of it.
Thank you. I'm really trying.
I know you are.
It's gonna be okay.
[sniffles] Is it?
I peed in the sink last night.
Trust me, I'll fix this.
Now here's the guest room. Make yourself at home.
[sighs] Thank you so much. It's only temporary. I promise.
Oh, no problem.
Stay as long as you need. Bathroom's down the hall.
Oh, boy. A bathroom.
I'll go get the rest of your stuff.
-Thank you. -Question about your TV.
-I want it. -Gotcha.
I started working on this presentation
to address specific ethical dilemmas.
The laws of robotics,
whether torture can be justified,
and cloning people for fun and spare parts.
But I realized before resolving these moral quandaries,
the real decision is who gets to decide.
Do we put it up for a vote?
Does everyone get to decide for themselves?
Should it be by committee?
Is that committee elected or appointed?
You see where I'm going? You probably don't.
For the smartest decision, we need the smartest person.
Ladies and gentlemen, in the field of scientific ethics
we can't rely on democracy or plutocracy.
We need an autocracy.
Or to be more precise, a "Sheldocracy."
-[bangs table] -[patriotic music playing]
Um…
I don't think this was the assignment.
Sorry, Dr. Sturgis. I pick those now.
Everybody, for next class, I want 500 words
on how you can further the Sheldocracy.
Punishment for typos will be severe.
Class dismissed.
-Hey, that's my line. -No, it isn't.
See me after class?
Class dismissed.
[romantic music playing]
And I'm telling you, your feelings are valid.
I don't know.
Hey. Hey. Look at me.
I know.
Now tell me about the rest of your day.
Dusty…
I think I'm done talking.
Do you mean…
I do.
[knocking on door]
-[Missy] Mom, I really gotta go. -Use the sink in the garage!
[sweeping romantic music playing]
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