Young Sheldon

Previously onYoung Sheldon...Billy!

Mr. Cooper is here.

How you doing?

Do not look under that rock.

But I appreciate you asking.

Hey, you got rejected.

But was it the end of the world?

No.

And that is extremely valuable information.

And honestly...

you dodged a bullet with Missy.

The girl is mean.

Thanks.

Come on, Missy!

Hey.Hey!

Came to see your man be a leader of little people, huh?

I came to see my granddaughter pitch.

Yeah, under my leadership.

All right, Cooper, let's see what you got.

Come on, girl!

Come on, shake it off!

You got this.

What the hell was that?

Well, there's some leadership.

Time!

Cooper!

Time!

Cooper, what is the problem?

The ball isn't going where it's supposed to.

I saw that.

What am I doing wrong?

Just a little case of the yips.

It happens.What's that?

The yips-- you know, it's when you're thinking

about stuff in your head

and something you've done a million times,

you can't do it anymore. Even the pros get it.

How do I get rid of it?

Uh, just don't think about it.

Okay.

Don't think, just throw.

I hate the little people.

Damn it!

Brenda?

What?

Everything okay over there?

Oh, yeah.

Okay.

Damn it!

Okay, give her a go.

You're a lifesaver.

It's a gift.

Can I offer you a beer and some thank-you cobbler?

Weren't you on your way somewhere?

Weight Watchers.

What do you say?

Eh, sure.

Do guys ever go to those Weight Watchers meetings?

Yeah, but they're all fat.

Of all the tests one takes in school,

my favorite was the midterm.

Finals weren't bad,

but they also meant summer was approaching.

I don't believe in religion, but sunshine,

picnics and pool parties

are proof hell exists.

Aah!

Why are you trying to hit me?

I'm trying to hit the target.

It's over there.

I know, dingus.

I thought you were good at this.

I was.

Coach Dale says I have the yips.

It's not contagious, is it?

No, it happens in sports.

Suddenly you can't do a thing that used to be easy.

It doesn't sound real.

Then why can't I pitch anymore?

Ooh, perhaps it's the onset of puberty

and the hysterical mood swings that go with it.

Dingus, house.

You're only proving my point.

What, Billy won an award?

Participation.

Big whoop.

I guess it's something.

Well, he ain't the sharpest pencil in the box,

but he's the sweetest kid I know.

Well, Sheldon is the sharpest pencil.

Sometimes I'd just like

to shove his head in that box.

Where's your trash?

Everywhere.

You know your faucet's leaking?

Yep, this whole place is falling apart.

Well...

I'll come over another time, and take care of it.Oh.

You know, you don't have to do that.

One more?

I should get going.

Well, thanks again.

Want to buy a house?

Hey, where you been?

Ah, Brenda was having car trouble.

Just giving her hand.That's nice.

I'm sure it's hard being by herself.

Yeah.

That whole house is in need of repair.

I hope you offered to help her out.

I did... she said no.

Well, that's just her being proud.

Of course she wants your help.

I guess some time I'll pop over.

Good.

And when you go, hitch up your pants.

There's a lot going on when you squat.

All right.

You have 45 minutes to complete

the test, eyes on your own paper and...

Yes, Sheldon, if you finish early, you can take it again.

And...

begin!

And I was off.

I flew through wave functions.

I dominated harmonic oscillators.

The only challenging part of this exam

was trying to balance the desire to finish quickly

with the urge to stop and smell my freshly sharpened pencil.

Mmm.

I was in the zone.

Only one question left.

All I needed to do

was solve Schrodinger's equation

in a cylindrical well by employing the zeroes

of the Bessel function, which of course were...

Wait, what are they?

Come on, you know this.

You've done it a million times.

Oh, dear.

All right, Sheldon, time to turn in your test.

I'm not done yet.

I know you like to add

your own "better questions" at the end,

but for the last time, I don't count them.

I just need a few more minutes on this problem.

That's an easy one.

Just apply the zeroes of the Bessel function.

I know what I have to do.

Is this is a tantrum?

I've heard children your age like to throw them.

I can't remember what the zeroes

of the Bessel function are.

You didn't memorize them?

Of course I did-- October 7, 1988.

I had just had a bowl of Teddy Grahams.

Then what's the problem?

I'm blanking, but I'll get it.

Sorry, son, class is over.

No, I can do this.

It's just one question. You'll still pass.

Sheldon Cooper doesn't "just pass."

I have an idea.

Let me see the test.

Thank you.

Sheldon Cooper isn't always

that gullible.He was today.

All right, almost there.

Hand me a screwdriver.

Don't stick this in an outlet.

It really tingles.

We had an incident.Yeah.

You know what?

Why don't you fix it?

Really?Yeah, you see

that little screw there?

Just go ahead and tighten her up.

Like this? Yep.

What now?

Uh, run outside and turn the water back on.

Here, I'm not allowed to run with this.

We've had a lot of incidents.

Who knew you were so handy?Yeah.

There's just things guys need to be good at.

What else you good at?

I should go.

Hey, pretty lady.

Are you drinking already? No!

Can't a guy give his wife a compliment?

Do I have to smell your breath?

How about a kiss instead?

What is with you?

Well, I don't know.

Kids aren't home.

Now? I'm doing laundry.

Laundry can wait.

So can your thing.

I like to think of it as ourthing,

but if you only have time for my thing, that's fine, too.

You're being weird.