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Ted: So, yes, it was your fault. I mean, if you don't show up at the apartment in the middle of the day, Marshall doesn't break his toe, Barney doesn't run in his place, I don't jump the turnstile and get a court date, and we make our flight in plenty of time! And I don't fall down and bite my tongue at the airport.

Robin: That really wasn't my fault. I wouldn't have walked in on Marshall if it weren't for Lily. Hey, think about it.

Robin: Hey, what's going on here?

Ted: Oh, looks like they're camping out for something.

Robin: Yeah, but for what?

Ted: I don't know. Usually there's a Stormtrooper or Klingon in line to give you some indication. "Annual wedding dress blowout. Designer sample dresses up to 90% off. Doors open tomorrow, 8:00 a.m."

indication ŽwŽŚ blowout ”j—ô

Robin: Oh, my God. Can you believe what some nut bags will do to save a few bucks?

Lily: We have to camp out.

Robin: Are you serious?

Lily: You don't understand. This is an amazing sale. I've heard about it before, but I never knew where it was. We'll have a wedding dress campout. It'll be fun.

Barney: I can't go. I've got this thing.

Lily: What thing?

Barney: A penis.

Robin: This is the place.

Lily: Oh, wow. Badgley Mischka! Melissa Sweet! Vera Wang! Oh, Robin, do you have any idea what you guys stumbled onto here?

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Robin: You said wang.

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Lily: Oh, this reminds me of the ticket line to Lilith Fair, 1998. Only fewer mullets.

Robin: You should feel good. You're only, like, the tenth craziest bride in New York.

Lily: Ooh, this is comfy. We might actually be able to sleep.

Robin: That's kind of annoying.

annoying ‚¤‚é‚ł‚˘

Lily: Well, I'm sure somebody will be out here to turn it off any minute. I don't think I can take this. Every time it turns off, I think, oh, maybe it won't turn on again, but then it does. Why does it, Robin? Why does it keep turning on?

Robin: It's gonna be okay, sweetie. Why... Why don't we make a game out of it, okay? Why don't we sing along?

Lily: If we get through this, I swear I'm gonna live my life differently.

Robin: I just want to tell my parents I love them one more time.

Man: Morning, ladies.

Lily: It's him. It's the car guy!

Robin: Get out of here!

Narator: The next morning, Robin was too tired to go all the way back to Brooklyn, so while I was at work, she went to crash at my apartment for a couple hours, and that's when...

Marshall: Nobody does it better than you.

Robin: Marshall?! Oh, my God!

Robin: So if Lily hadn't dragged me down to the wedding dress store, we would have made the first flight.

Ted: Oh, thank God. The doors are still open. We made it. Hi. Please. We really need to get on this flight.

Man: Oh, my God! You're that reporter from Metro News 1.

Robin: Yes, yes, I am. I can't believe you recognized me.

Man: You did that story on the giant pizzas?

Ted: Would you check to see if you have any more seats?

Man: One moment, sir. Were those pizzas real? Come on, were they?

Ted: Robin...

Robin: One second, Ted. Um, you know, a lot of people ask me that. The truth is, the pizzas were real. - Calzones. Trick photography.

Man: I knew it!

Robin: God, it is so nice to meet a fan! And I would be a fan of your work if you could get us two seats on that next flight.

Man: Well, the, uh, flight attendants are just finishing up their final seat count. Let me see what I can find out.

Ted: Would it help if I got on and gave an impassioned speech about my destiny?

Man: I think it might hurt. This is such a nightmare.

Robin: Okay, so we agree? This goes back to Lily wanting to camp out for a wedding dress?

Ted: No. Wait. It goes back further. Remember why we were eating hot dogs on the East Side?

Ted: 1939?! This penny's from 1939! A 67-year-old penny. Do you realize this penny was minted during World War II?

minted ‘˘•ź‚ł‚ę‚˝

Robin: Oh, so was my grandfather, but that doesn't make him interesting.

Ted: Look, I know a little something about coins, and this baby is worth something to a collector.

Robin: No, it's not.

Ted: Yes, it is! You know what? I'm gonna take you out to dinner with the money I get for this little guy.

Narator: And that's exactly what I did. They're on the street.

Robin: You're lucky there's still a place that serves anything for a dollar fifty.

Ted: Hey, that's 150 times its original value. Actually, the meal was only $1.49. 1984.

Robin: Hey, in 50 years, we can get dinner again.

Ted: How dare you.

Robin: Hey, what's going on?

Ted: I don't know. Looks like they're camping out for something.

Robin: Yeah, but for what?

Ted: It was me. I started this. If I hadn't picked up that penny, we wouldn't have gone to get hot dogs all the way across town.

Robin: And we wouldn't have seen that wedding dress store, Lily wouldn't have wanted to camp out there, and I wouldn't have needed a nap at your apartment the next day.

Ted: Marshall wouldn't have broken his toe. Barney wouldn't have run the marathon. I wouldn't have jumped that turnstile, gotten arrested, had that court date...

Robin: And we would have made our flight. I don't think we can go back any further than that unless you know who dropped the penny.

Ted: I wish I did. Though that person's already been punished enough, losing a sweet penny like that.

Man: Uh, sir?

Ted: Oh, please tell me you have some good news.

Man: Uh, I'm afraid not. There are no extra seats on the plane. I'm sorry.

Robin: All, right, well, thanks for trying.

Ted: I can't believe this. That's it, it's over.

Robin: Ted, come on. Your destiny just wasn't to make it to Chicago today. Anyway, if that firm really wants you, they'll reschedule.

Narator: But that's not what happened. They didn't reschedule. They hired someone else. And as it turned out, three months later, that guy ended up having to relocate to Chicago. Kids, funny thing about destiny, I thought I was destined to get that job. But I was wrong. My destiny was to stay in New York. Because if I hadn't, I never would have met your mother.

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