SHELDON: I never claimed to be a genius. I claimed to be a precocious polymath with a special interest in theoretical physics. Mechanical repair is merely applied physics with higher stakes and worse smells.
PASTOR JEFF: So, Sheldon, how do you reconcile the Big Bang with Genesis?
MARY: (not looking up) Sheldon, it’s 7:15. You haven’t touched your toast.
INT. MEDFORD HIGH - HALLWAY - DAY
Missy revs the engine. Sheldon watches her with new respect.