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Previously onYoung Sheldon...
What the hell's wrong with you?
What is going on?
He's dropping out of school! What?!
It's not a big deal.
You are finishing high school, end of discussion.
If you don't go to school, you can't live here.
Hold on. We are not kicking him out.
The hell we're not.
I'll pack right now.
Stop. You don't have to go.
Yes, he does. My house, my rules.
I've always had a curious affinity for Laundromats.
Perhaps it's the rows of mechanical devices
dedicated to a cleaner world.
Or maybe it's the hypnotic rotation
of spinning clothes on their sudsy journey
to a fluffy, stain-free future.
Mmm, look at 'em.
Where was I?
Oh, yes. Laundromats.
My meemaw also loved them,
but for an entirely different reason.
Banana, banana...
Whoo!
Personally, I don't care for bananas.
It's a texture thing.
There you go.Oh, big night.
Yep.
You can just put it on my tab.
Actually, I'm gonna need you to cash out.
How come? I'm, uh, fixin' to close up for good.
What? Why?
Gonna spend more time with the grandkids.
I got grandkids, too.
Why do you think I'm here so much?
So who's gonna take over this place?
Guess what, I'm buying a Laundromat.
Uh, I don't know how to react.
Is that good news?
Oh, yeah.
Laundromat.
Cool.
Fun fact--
did you know the knife goes on the right because it was
the first utensil, and most people are right-handed?
Did you know I set the table and no one said thank you?
No one thanked me for my fun fact.
You don't hear me complaining.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
Just thought I could have dinner with y'all.
Of course you can.
I'm sorry, do you live here?
Just forget it.
No. Stay.Mary...
He can have dinner with us.
Fine.
Sit.
I'll get you a plate.
So, doyou still live here?
I don't know.
Of course you do.
You go back to school?
No.
It sounds like you don't live here.
He's our son. We are not kicking him out. He wants
to be an adult, he can pay for his own place.
That was my plan.
Okay, what if he pitches in here?
Like what, rent?
Yes. You would do that, right?
I guess so.
Sounds like someone needs a rental agreement.
I'll go get my legal pad.
Pay to live here? We don't even have a pool.
So, there's a secret back room at the Laundromat
where you gamble?
Yeah.And you never told me?
Well, this is how secrets work.
Uh-huh. What else aren't you telling me?
Let me explain secrets.
Uh, okay, just give me a sense
of how illegal this is.
Who says it's illegal?
Well, why is it a secret?
Okay, it's illegal.
But these places have been around for years.
Nobody gets hurt, the cops don't care.
I-I thought you liked being retired-- now you want to be
a business owner?
It's not as much as fun as I make it look.
: Listen,
I've been gambling my whole life
and losing to the house.
This is my chance to be the house.
You go to prison, I ain't waitin' for you.
You really have the energy to find a new girlfriend?
I'll wait.
Okay, so we've agreed on monthly rent.
Should we talk utilities?
Why do I got to pay for that stuff?
'Cause you use them and they cost money.
There are five of us in the house,
so I suggest he pays 20%.
Although he does take a long time drying that hair.
20%'s fine.
Hold on. It takes a whole lot more water
to clean you than me.
Hey, watch it. I don't have to let you live here.
Let me? I'm paying for everything.
You gonna charge me for food, too?
Mm, it's not the worst idea.
You know what? Maybe I shouldn't be in this house.
You said it, not me.
He doesn't have to pay for food.
Meemaw does eat here for free.
That's a separate problem.
What if Georgie moves into the garage?
Why?You'd still be around,
so Mom's happy, but you'd be
out of the house, so Dad's happy.
That could work. What do you say?
Done.Done.
Hold on. All my trains
and science equipment are in the garage.
Where would they go?
Easy. I take Georgie's room.
All your crap goes in your room.
That's a big change. I need to think about this.
Mom?
Honey, it does make sense.
You two are getting older.
I don't even have hair on my legs yet. What's the rush?
Let's just put this down for a few days.
Why? 'Cause you don't want to hear him complain?
Bingo.
Hey, Dale.
Hey, Jake.
Good to see you. Hey, thanks for coming out.
My pleasure. Could I get a beer?
You arrest anybody fun lately?
A party clown.
But what he was doing was not fun.
Do I want to know?
Not if you want to sleep tonight.
Huh.
What's up with you?
Still dating that Connie?
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
Oh-oh. I can check into things,
but if you think she's lying, she probably is.
No, no, that's not it.
Oh. Well, still good life advice.
Well, what do you know
about these backroom slot machine places?
Why? You thinking of putting one in your store?
No. Uh-uh.
No, actually, I'm asking for Connie,
'cause she's kind of interested.
Hmm. Those places are harmless.
We look the other way.
Well, that's good to know.
So what other laws are okay to break?
Not hiding drugs in your keister.
What was that clown thinking?
When they found it, did confetti shoot out?
Sheldon, come on, I need my own space.
But we've always shared a room.
I'm a young lady now.
You seem the same to me.
I have a training bra.
When you complete your training, get back to me.
You know you want privacy, too.
I suppose it would be nice
to have all my trains and science equipment in here.
Great. It's settled.
It would be like my Fortress of Solitude.
Good for you.
Or my Bat Cave.Shh!
Although I don't care for caves.
Or bats.
I suppose Fortress of Solitude...
I'm gonna choke you with my bra. Good night.
Want some help?
You gonna charge me money?
Never mind.
Any chance this could wait till halftime?
I'll be done in a second.
Touchdown!
What are you doing?Moving my stuff.
But we haven't discussed who gets what yet.
I get my stuff. You get your stuff. Done.
There's community property.
We've lived together for over ten years.
In some states, we'd be considered married.
Gross.I don't make the rules. I just know them all.
What do I have to do to get this over with?
We just need to agree upon who gets which items.
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