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How I met your mother ƒV[ƒYƒ“6yŒ´‘čzUnfinished

Narator: And I thought that was the end of the story. But then that night...

Ted: I'm telling you, no architect would ever design a giant exposed vent right over a Death Star's core reactor. That's Space Architecture 101. It had to be the contractor. Barney, back me up. Barney. Dude, this is important.

Barney: I need another drink. Marshall, you want anything?

Marshall: No, I'm fine.

Ted: Okay, I get that he's mad at me for turning down the job, but acting like I'm not even here?

Marshall: Wait, you turned down the job? When?

Ted: This morning.

Marshall: That's so weird. Just, like, an hour ago, when we were leaving work...

Marshall: So, you still think Ted's gonna take the job?

Barney: Please. I'll get the yes. Barney Stinson always gets the yes.

Ted: Am I wrong or is that exactly what Barney says when he's putting the moves on a girl?

put the moves on ƒiƒ“ƒp‚ˇ‚é

Marshall: Exactly. I mean, it's almost like he's putting the moves on you.

Ted: Yeah, more like the opposite. He's been ignoring me all night. Barney wants me to take the job so bad he's putting the moves on me?

Marshall: I hope that's his end game. Actually, I don't. I like you two together.

Ted: I don't buy it. That's crazy, even for Barney.

Marshall: Okay, well, think about it. We've seen his moves countless times. What does he do after he's done ignoring a girl?

Barney: Chrissy, I love your glasses.

Chrissy: Really?

Barney: They totally pull focus up from that whole chin situation you got going on. To Chrissy.

Marshall: The backhanded compliment to lower her self-esteem... a proven winner.

backhanded Œ™‚Ý‚đž‚ß‚˝ compliment Ž^ŽŤ self-esteem ŽŠ‘¸S proven winner ŽŔ—Í‚ĚŠm‚Š‚ȏŸŽŇ

Ted: But Barney hasn't done...

Barney: Ted, I admire your loyalty. You've had that hairstyle forever. You don't care that it's out of fashion or that it's been co-opted by the lesbian community. You stick with it. To Ted.

co-opted “ü‰ď‚đ”F‚ß‚ç‚ę‚˝

Robin: Hey, Lily!

Lily: Don't "Hey, Lily" me. I smelled poop all the way from the hallway.

Robin: Oh, no, not this again.

Lily: Where's the poop, Robin?

Robin: Okay, I left Don another message.

Robin: "This just in" is what I'm gonna say when I'm stabbing you.

Lily: But that's impossible. You deleted his number.

Robin: I tried to. But then this thing popped up on my phone that said, "Are you sure?" And I wasn't sure. I can't lie to my phone.

Lily:Oh, sweetie, I totally understand. Delete it!

Robin: It's not that easy, okay? You're not just deleting a number, you're deleting a part of your life. You know, all those memories, all those experiences. It's like you're admitting they're gone forever.

Lily: I know, sweetie. I know. Delete it!

Robin: Okay, if it's that easy, I'm gonna delete one of your numbers from your phone, see how you like it.

Lily: My "plezh." If you can find a number in there that I don't call regularly, I'll gladly delete it.

Robin: Super Kicks Karate.

Lily: No, not that one. That's my dojo.

Robin: You have a dojo?

Lily: I took an introductory karate class.

Lily: Ops, wrong room. Where do the grown-ups go for the real karate class?

Boy: What's the matter, lady? You scared?

Lily: Of you? Please. I'm a kindergarten teacher.

Boy: I hated kindergarten. All three times.

Lily: But I'm totally gonna sign up for more lessons.

Robin: How long ago did you take that class?

Lily: I don't know. It was around the time when everyone was going, "Wassuuuuuuup!"

Robin: How do you even remember that?

Boy: Wassuuuuuuup!

Robin: Lily, this is a number that you will never dial again.

Lily: I might.

Robin: No, no. But you keep it in your phone because it reminds you of a version of yourself that you could be, even if it's a version of yourself that you'll never become. And that's okay.

Lily: No, it's not. Okay, you know what? There, gone. Your move, Scherbatsky.

Ted: I finally know what your kind goes through. I get it now.

Robin: For the last time, I don't care how big it was, it is not the same as giving birth.

Marshall: No! Barney's been "putting the moves" on Ted.

Lily: Oh, that sucks. Although I like you two together.

Marshall: No, he's been doing it to try to get Ted to design the new GNB Tower.

Robin: Which moves are we talking about? Did he do the thing where he brags on himself in the form of a complaint?

Barney: Man, every time I take out my business card and women see the GNB logo, they throw themselves at me. I miss the chase. It sucks!

Barney: Man, the courtside Knicks seats that are available to all upper level GNB employees are too close to the action. I keep getting sweat on my suit. It sucks!

Barney: Man, GNB's benefits package is so comprehensive it gives me the freedom to see any doctor I want. It sucks!

comprehensive L”͈͂Ě

Ted: He did.

Robin: And the intense eye contact thing?

Barney: So, Ted, would you like to split some jalapeno poppers?

Ted: Okay. Yep.

Robin: And the thing where he establishs intimacy through physical contact?

establish ’BŹ‚ˇ‚é intimacy e–§‚ł

Ted: You know why jalapeno poppers are so good? It's the cream cheese.

Barney: That is so true.

Ted: Yeah... Cream cheese has a mild flav-flavor so it... it balances out the spiciness of the jal... the spiciness of the... Dude!

Robin: So at any point in this did you say, "Barney, I know what you're doing, and it's not going to work. I am not taking that job"?

Ted: Well, I mean, not exactly in those...

Lily: You're loving this.

Ted: No.

Lily: You are. You're loving the attention.

Ted: It's nice to be wanted, okay? And, yes, this is a new vest. Thank you all for noticing. Oh, that's right, you didn't. Barney did!

Robin: Oh, Teddy, you are so going to spread your legs and design that building.

Ted: I am not that kind of architect.

Lily: So get this... Robin never deleted Don's number.

Robin: Oh, everyone thinks it's so easy. Give me your phone. Let's delete one of yours.

Marshall: Okay. No problem. If you can find a number that I don't need or shouldn't have in here, be my guest, but good luck. I keep my phone tight.

Robin: Edwin.

Marshall: Oh, no, not that one. That's the booker for the club that my band plays at. You know, my all-lawyer funk band... you remember... The Funk, the Whole Funk and Nothing but the Funk.

Robin: You guys played one gig four years ago. I'm deleting it.

Marshall: No, no, we're gonna... we're gonna play another gig again. Probably really soon. It's just we all got super busy, and... We're not going to play another gig again, are we?

Lily: Probably not, baby.

Robin: See, it's hard to hit that delete button, isn't it?

Marshall: Well, it's just that without that number in my phone, I'm just a corporate lawyer working 60 very un-funky hours a week.

Robin: Sorry, Marshall. But if I have to, you have to.

Lily: Okay. Your turn.

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