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Robin: Okay, okay, so you're afraid that if you spend too much time alone with me, I'll turn into a mermaid?

Marshall: Yes. I mean, sure, right now, you're bald and leathery ancovered in a thick layer of blubber...

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Robin: Am I blushing or...?

Marshall:...but at some point, my stupid male brain will transform you into a foxy fish-babe singin' "Part of Your World" to my pants.

Robin: Okay, even if that happens, is there any way to un-mermaid me?

Marshall: I asked Barney the same thing.

Barney: Once mermaid-ified, there's only one way a woman can go back to being unattractive again, but it's pretty gruesome.

gruesome ŒŠ‚ĚƒPƒK‚ć‚ž‚Â

Marshall: Death?

Barney: Worse. Pregnancy. If a baby's on board that train, it is headed straight back to Manatee City... where the grass ain't green and the girls ain't pretty.

Robin: Pregnancy?

Marshall: Mm-hmm. Once a mermaid gets pregnant, she becomes a manatee again. Never thought I'd say that sentence.

Narator: Wait! That's it! That's what Barney and Lily were fighting about! The Mermaid Theory! But their argument didn't happen at the same time as all this other stuff. I'm literally in the wrong year! It happened much, much later when Lily was... pregnant.

Barney: Well, Lily, I guess it's just you and me. You wanna hang?

Liy: Nah. Whenever we're alone, you spend the whole time undressing me with your eyes. You even take off my shoes.

Barney: High heels chafe my shoulders. But you don't have to worry about that anymore. Ever since you got pregnant, you're just a big fat manatee.

chafe ‚ą‚ˇ‚č•t‚Ż‚é

Lily: Well, you're a big... stupid octopus face!

Narator: That was it! I remember now!

Lily: Wow. Thanks, Barney. You saved me. You saved us.

Lily: If there's one thing you never do, it's call a woman "fat" right to her face!

Barney: I'm sorry, Lily. Hey, you want to see a magic trick?

Lily: Oh... You're a jerk.

Barney: Hey. Hey, wait. Come on. I was kid... Wait, wait, wait! There's another addendum to The Mermaid Theory. A pregnant woman who's become a manatee can become a mermaid again through one simple act.

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Lily:What's that?

Barney: Breast-feeding. Hot.

Lily: Really?

Barney: Really. When those things swell up to three times their normal size... so do I.

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Lily: That's so sweet!

Narator: See kids? Told you I'd get it!

Ted: Okay, now we're even!

Narator: Yeah, that's the ending to a whole other story. We'll get there.

Captain: So you really thought I was gonna kill you?

Ted: Well... ish.

Captain: Oh, Ted, that's ridiculous. If I wanted to kill you, I'd invite you to my hunting lodge. It's far more remote, and I wouldn't have to worry about you turning up in some nosy fisherman's net.

nosy ‚Š‚яL‚˘

Ted: See? It's stuff like that. Why-why do you talk that way?

Captain: Oh, I'm just jesting for sport. See, sometimes I don't bond as well with Zoey's younger friends. But I know she really likes you. I was hoping that maybe we could be buddies.

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Ted: We can. We can be buddies. Just not on a boat.

Captain: Fair enough. The hunting lodge it is.

Robin: You know, once we stopped trying to have a conversation and just focused on the drinking... I had fun.

Marshall: Yeah, me, too.

Narator: And then a terrible thing happened. Marshall's beer goggles kicked in and his very drunk mind started to see...

Marshall: No... No, no! No! No, don't turn!

Robin: Uh-oh. I don't feel so good. (She vomits) Oh, my God! Oh, my God, I am, I am so sorry! Oh! You must think I'm totally disgusting.

Marshall: I really do.

Narator: And from that moment on Marshall never worried about Robin becoming a mermaid again, and the two of them were closer than ever.

Zoey: Hey, Ted.

Ted: Hey. You feeling better?

Zoey: I have a confession to make. I wasn't really sick.

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Ted: You weren't?

Zoey: I'm sorry. I was just feeling guilty that I lied to The Captain and... I don't know, I just thought it would be good if you two spent some time together.

Ted: I get it. And you were right. He's a nice guy. I mean, he can be a little scary.

Zoey: Yeah, he gets a little murder-y when he's nervous.

Ted: Yeah, he's a creepy dude. But I like him. And I just want to make sure you and I hanging out doesn't, you know, cross any lines.

Zoey: Me, too.

Ted: I mean, if either one of us had even the slightest hint of feelings for the other, we shouldn't hang out. You don't, do you?

Zoey: No. Do you?

Ted: No.

Sailor #1: Still no sign of land.

Sailor #2: It's been 243 days since we've seen another living soul. What are you looking at?

Sailor #1: Dude, we need to find land.

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