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Lily: Barney, am I crazy? Marshall talks to his dad way too much, right?

Barney: Oh, you don't want my opinion on that.

Lily: Why not?

Barney: If I had my dad's number, I would never not be on the phone with him.

Lily: That was really...

Barney: Whoa, a hottie with a body! Boing...!

Lily: Brief.

Barney: No. Lily, look. You saucy little minx. You sundressed up.

saucy Œł‹C‚Ě—Ç‚˘ minx ‚¨‚Ä‚ń‚Ζş

The man: Hi.

Robin: 14 seconds! 14 seconds, and already some dingdong is stepping up, thinking he can get some of this broke off. I... still... got... it. All right, buddy, you proved my point. Now scram. Nice belt, by the way.

Barney: Robin, you do look super hot.

Robin: Oh, do I?

Barney: Yeah, you do.

Robin: Thanks.

Narator: I braced myself for what was next: rage, fury, a possible shanking.

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Cindy: Thank you, Ted. After things didn't work out with us, I got really sad for a while. But then I realized, you're not what I wanted, Ted, and I'm not what you wanted. I'm sorry I was such a jerk. I feel like I should make it up to you somehow. You know, buy you a beer or Yankees tickets, or...

Ted: Or set me up with one of your friends. No, I'm kidding. That would be weird.

Cindy: No, it wouldn't.

Ted: It wouldn't, would it? Any one of those three. Whichever's easiest and right nearby. And not the beer.

Cindy: I should get back.

Ted: Totally.

Cindy: Come say good-bye before you leave.

Robin: Say good-bye before you leave?

Ted: Her words exactly.

Barney: Dude, you are so in. That is so awesome. A high five doesn't even cut it. High six!

Ted: She didn't see us high-six, did she?

Barney: No. Good. That was pretty lame.

Ted: Yeah, let's never do that again.

Lily: Marshall?

Marshall: What? Lily, what? Are there more members of my family that you want to crap all over?

Lily: Here's the thing.

Marshall: I'm sorry. Hold on. Just... It's my dad. Lily, it's my dad, okay? I love him, and if he calls me, I'm gonna answer the phone! Hey, Dad.

Marvin: Hey, hey. I know it's late, but I just had to call. How'd it go?

Marshall: Dad, this is...

Marvin: Did you do everything the books say? Did you put the pillow under her back?

Marshall: Dad, I'm in the middle of something right now.

Marvin: Did it feel like a boy? You can tell.

Marshall: He's insane. My dad is insane. I'm so sorry, Lily. He's just... He's so... enthusiastic. It's ridiculous, you know? Like, who's like that?

Lily: You. You're like that. You and your dad both care so much. It's... it's why women fall in love with the Eriksen men to begin with. But right now, it's a lot of pressure.

Marshall: Baby, I'm not trying to pressure you one bit.

Lily: What if I can't have a baby? That could happen. I could totally let you down. Has that thought not occurred to you?

Marshall: Not even for one second. Not having a baby would suck, but the idea of you letting me down... that's impossible. That would be like aliens landing. That's a bad example, because that could happen. It probably already has. I saw this, episode...

Ted: All right.I'm doing this. I am going over there. Wish me luck.

Narator: Kids, nothing in this life quite compares to the sweet, terrifying exhilaration of making your move. When you just put it all on the line and go for it. And that night, by golly, Cindy went for it. So no, kids, that girl wasn't your mother. She ended up being someone else's mother. In fact, they both did.

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Robin: Like I said, she's here on a date.

Narator: So that was not the day I met your mother. The day I met your mother was the day of a wedding.

Ted: Okay, maybe I'm a little nervous.

Marshall: Dude, it's just a wedding toast.

Ted: I know. I just... I want it to be great, you know? I want this whole day to be great.

Marshall: It will be.

Lily: Best man? You're being summoned.

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Ted: Geez, what now?

Marshall: Ted, seriously, relax. Everything's... Okay, and it's raining.

Ted: Yeah. You were saying?

Marshall: You didn't happen to bring an umbrella, did you?

Ted: No. I didn't bring an umbrella.

Marshall: I mean, everyone told us that it might take a while, but... We thought we might be the exception to the rule. Anyways, we're getting back on that horse. I mean, feeling good about the future. Obviously, this goes without saying, but you won't tell Lily about any of this, right?

People: No! Of course! Absolutely!

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