Dad: hey son, can you pass the orange juice? Sheldon: Don't you mean the liquid extracted from the Citrus sinensis, bottled and sold at many, if not all grocery stores? (laugh track plays); Dad: Son, I'm tired of you correcting everyone so often. It's actually quite sad. You always just act like an AI all the time. It's not funny, it's actually quite depressing how much you do it. Please stop, son. (laugh track intensifies)