The Big Bang Theory

English Subtitles. The Big Bang Theory S09E10 The Earworm Reverberation

Sheldon Cooper's descent into madness...

day two.

It's 2:25 a.m.,

and I feel the urge to urinate.

My normal urination time is 7:10 a.m.,

but here I am, in the middle of the night,

struggling to keep my mind sharp

and my pajamas dry.

It's only a matter of time

before my tenuous grasp on reality fades.

I suppose I should pee while I still know what a toilet is.

Since when do you hum songs?

What are you talking about?

You were just humming. Are you sure?

Sometimes when my brain really gets moving,

it makes noise.

How does your brain feel about calculating the surface tension

of the domain walls?

Let's see.

Hey! I was humming.

One point for Hufflepuff.

What song is that?

Well... Hum it again.

Is that the SpongeBob song?

Whatever. Can we just get back to this?

I feel like I know what song that is,

but I can't put my finger on it.

It's just an earworm. It'll come to you.

Okay.

No.

Is this what we're doing the rest of the night?

== sync, corrected by elderman == @elder_man

Hello, yes, I was hoping you could help me.

You don't know?

Well, how dare you call yourselves

a Rock and Roll Hall of Fame?

My goodness. Do you sing along to the greatest hits

of Elvis Presley with that mouth?

Well, they were no help at all. Which is crazy,

since rock and roll is all about good customer service.

Yeah. So you have a song stuck in your head.

It happens to everybody.

Well, I'm not everybody. I have an eidetic memory.

I should be able to remember what song this is,

but I can't.

Something's wrong with me.

I told you if we were patient, he'd figure it out for himself.

Oh... I was always afraid this day would come.

This might be the first step of my descent into madness,

where I gradually test the limits of public nudity.

Public nudity?

Eh, that just means going barefoot.

Hello? Hi, Dave.

Uh, it's Amy.

Oh. How are you? I'm fine. How are you?

Terrific. And pleasantly surprised to hear from you,

given how I acted on our last date.

Yeah, well,

we both made mistakes, you know.

I took the last breadstick, you gushed over my ex-boyfriend

like he was Leonard Nimoy and you were my ex-boyfriend.

So, to what do I owe the pleasure?

Well, I was wondering

if you'd like to get dinner again sometime.

Yes, please.

Great. Let me just check

my schedule, he said,

trying to seem like a man with things on his schedule.

How 'bout Saturday?

Uh, hmm...

Let me see. Uh, Friday,

farmers' market with Jay Z.

Sunday, piano shopping with Elton John.

Saturday works.

Oh. Did you know, at the United Nations,

there's a Department for Outer Space Affairs?

Really? Why?

They exist in case we ever make contact

with an alien civilization.

Mm, boy, that's one of those jobs that's boring, boring,

boring, then, "Oh, God!

Where's the memo with what we do now?!"

Oh, this is cool.

So, a few weeks ago, I set up a fan page

on Facebook for our band and... Wait a second.

How could you do that without consulting me?

It's not a big deal.

It just took, like, five minutes to set up.

That's not the point.

When we created Footprints on the Moon,

we agreed that every band decision would be mutual.

Now you're just trying to take over the whole thing.

You know, maybe I should go solo.

But someone joined our page.

We have an actual fan.

All right.

This thing's bigger than you and me-- band's back together.

So, listen to what he wrote.

Uh, "I saw you play at the comic book store.

You guys rock."

And then there's a animated smiley face

raising the roof like this...

We did raise the roof that night.

Yeah, we totally did. Why do rock stars

do drugs when this feels so great?

Uh, sweetie, why don't you take a break

and do something else for a while?

There was a project I've been thinking about starting.

Okay, great. What is it?

I'll show you.

Dear Crazy Future Sheldon,

you were driven mad by an earworm.

Your mind, once your most trusted asset,

is now a sack of parrots and monkeys.

So...

I'm going to tell you everything you need to know.

Uh, first, music is dangerous.

The movie Footloose tried to warn us, but we wouldn't listen.

Nope.

I'll pay $1,000 to watch you cut footloose.

This is Penny.

She is your friend.

If she offers you food, it's safe to take it.

You probably paid for it, anyway.

So, you're really going out with Dave again?

Why not?

He's actually a very nice guy.

But he spent an entire date

talking about how much he loves Sheldon.

That's nothing Sheldon hasn't done before.

Dave's just a big fan of his work.

Besides, he said he wouldn't bring it up again.

Okay. So where's he taking you?

Oh, he's coming here. I'm actually making dinner.

Oh. That's a big step.

It is?

Yeah. You're inviting him into your home.

It's intimate.

It's where your underpants live.

You know what? Good.

I tried to get back together with Sheldon; he shot me down;

Dave likes me.

Maybe intimate is what I need.

You sure?

You've never really been with a man.

Do you really want to start with one that's six-foot-seven?

Why not?

'Cause it's like taking your driver's test in a bus.

Maybe we should post a comment back to our fan and thank him.

What should we write?

How 'bout, uh... Oh, how 'bout,

"We might be Footprints on the Moon,

but your kind words sent us over the moon."

Someday you're gonna make an amazing grandma.

What do you want to write?

Something bad-ass, you know, like...

"Thanks for diggin' our vibe.

"We'll keep rockin'

if you keep rollin'."

Dude, if I was wearing a bra,

I'd throw it at your head right now.

I'll keep rockin'. You don't do that.

Okay. I posted it.

So, who is this guy?

Let's see. Uh, his name is Trent Monaco.

Cool name. Yeah.

He's 24. He's a deejay.

He brews his own beer. He's got

awesome tattoos. Dude, he's got a hot girlfriend, too.

Damn. I don't know if he's our biggest fan or I'm his.

Hey, Trent just liked our comment.

He is so cool!

No hard feelings,

but I'm throwing my hypothetical bra at him.

Oh, my God, he won't stop.

How does he keep coming up with new ways to be annoying?

Nobody knows. That's why he's number one.

Can you please go talk to him?

Come on. I take care of him all day long. You do it for once.

Once? Who got the gum out of his hair?

What do you want, a medal? It was your gum.

Fine.

I love you.

Who cares?

What are you doing in my room? I...

Stop it! That's mine!

Why are you so strong?!

Problem solved.

Oh, yeah, he got a tuba.

Dear Crazy Future Sheldon...

this is a thermostat.

It controls the temperature of the apartment.

The ideal setting is 72 degrees.