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Ted: So, Captain. How'd you get that name, anyway?

George: Gave it to myself. A real man chooses his own name.

Ted: Well, pleased to meet you, Captain. I'm Galactic President Superstar McAwesomeville.

Zoey: This is Ted.

George: Capital. Honey, I may cut out early. I have to go check up on the boat.

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Ted: The boat? There's a boat? You must tell me about this boat, Captain.

George: Well, she's an 85-foot sloop.

Ted: She!

George: Do you like boats? Does the sea call to you like it calls to me?

Ted: Yes. The sea is all like, "Ted, come hang out."

George: I like Galactic President Superstar McAwesomeville. You're coming on the boat sometime. Stepping off.

Ted: Man, I wish me and my dad were as close as you guys are.

Zoey: Oh. You want to make this personal? Okay. Destroy Ted Mosby. Now it's personal.

Ted: No, if I wanted to make it personal, I'd call you a bored little trophy wife who likes to play activist when the shops on 5th Avenue are closed.

Zoey: You're going down.

Ted: Down where? To the yacht club? Oh! I would love to. W-w-wait. I'm half Jewish, will that be a problem?

Lily: So what about becoming an environmental lawyer? What about saving the world?

Ted: Wieners.

Marshall: That was a great dream. But we have a mortgage, and we're trying to have kids. We're grown-ups now, Lily.

Ted: Wieners and gonads.

Lily: What would College You say if he heard what you were saying right now?

Marshall: Honestly? Probably something pretentious, and pseudo-intellectual, like...

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Ted: Boogers.

Marshall: We all change, Lily. You know, you don't spell "women" with a "Y" anymore. And I'm okay with that. And you need to be okay with the fact that I may never become an environmental lawyer.

Lily: So how long have you felt this way?

Marshall: Honestly? Since my first day at GNB.

Ted: Hershey squirts.

Robin: Hey. How do you like my date's tux? Ooh! Uh, a-thank you! Oh, none for him. He's stuffed.

Ted: Oh! Zoey! There you are. Oh, my God. You have a monocle. Is this real? Is this really happening?

Zoey: Can you excuse us for a moment? Let's go for a walk.

Ted: Good luck killing James Bond.

Ted: Are we allowed in here?

Zoey: What do you want from me?

Ted: I want my crossword day back. Okay? Go live your perfect little life, and leave me the hell alone.

Zoey: My life isn't perfect.

Ted: Oh, please, what's your biggest problem? Having to sail back to the marina because the Captain's all out of white Zin? Oh. Great. Now you're crying. Like that's going to get my sympathy.

Narator: It did.

Lily: You've known about this for two and a half years? So every time you've talked about wanting to be an environmental lawyer since then, that was a lie.

Marshall: Technically, I never lied. You asked me questions, and I responded with made-up words.

Lily: What?

Lily: So, you'll probably quit GNB in a couple years, right?

Marshall: Affirmatootly.

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Lily: And become an environmental lawyer?

Marshall: Yepskerdoodles.

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Lily: Hey, by the way, do you like this scarf?

Marshall: Posititochadochmecochepopocha.

Marshall: Lawyered.

Lily: Okay, that's also a made-up word.

Marshall: Okay. Lily, what do you want from me?

Lily: I want you to be the person I fell in love with.

Barney: Niled it.

Museum guard: Excuse me.

Barney: Thank God you're here. She's been messing with the exhibits.

Zoey: I got married when I was 22 to a man who calls himself The Captain.

Ted: He seems like a good guy. He wears those red pants.

Zoey: I hate boats, Ted. I do, I hate 'em. I can't be on them. I can't be near them. I can't even think about them without getting seasick. You want to know why I want to save that building? Because when I look up at The Arcadian, I see something big and solid, and right now everything else in my life just feels like I'm on a boat. I know it's crazy to care that much about a building.

Ted: It's not crazy at all. I'm the same way. Look, Zoey, The Arcadian should be a landmark, it should. The lion head stonework is iconic. I hate that we have to tear it down. I hate working for GNB. They're a bunch of wieners and gonads.

Zoey: Ted, that was... really easy.

Ted: What?

Ted's voice: They're a bunch of wieners and gonads.

Zoey: This should be useful.

Narator: And in that moment, another headline appeared before my eyes.

Ted: You tricked me.

Zoey: Well, it the bug room, Ted. Your ass just got bugged. Oh, the offer still stands. We simply must have you out on the boat sometime.

Guard: Well, aren't you two clever. Well, guess what, this museum has seen every kind of prank you can think of. Mummies playing poker, penguins sticking out of volcanoes, dinosaurs from the Cretaceous period hanging out with dinosaurs from the Jurassic period. One time a kid knocked down the blue whale. You name it...

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Robin: I'm sorry. Did you say someone knocked down the blue whale?

Guard: Oh no, not just someone. A six-year-old. Oh, yeah, that story is legend... Hold on....dary.

Barney: And, um, would you happen to know what that young man's name was?

Guard: No. But I could, uh, check the files.

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