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How I met your mother ƒV[ƒYƒ“9yŒ´‘čzThe End of the Aisle

I am so sorry. Are you okay? Oh... That was totally my fault.

No. The bride is always right. It was my fault. Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Are you sure? Because you were sprinting from a church in a wedding dress. And as a kid, I was a bit of a detective... so...

Um... to be honest, I'm-I'm wondering if this... whole getting married thing is something I can go through with.

Oh. Wow.

That's it? Aren't you supposed to talk me out of it? Tell me it's just cold feet? I'm-I'm being crazy?

talk out of ‚ľ‚Č‚˘‚悤‚Éŕ“ž‚ˇ‚é cold feet “Ś‚°˜

Okay, during that fall, we did kind of get to second base with each other... and we'll always share that... but I don't really know you. So... here's all I'll say: when I'm overwhelmed, I force myself to do one simple thing before I have to make a decision: close my eyes and take three deep breaths.

overwhelmed ˘˜f‚ľ‚˝

Three deep breaths. Mm-hmm.

Sometimes even three deep breaths can change everything.

Barney?

Hey, I've been looking for you. You okay?

Uh... yeah. I-I was just talking to the... the band about the... thing with the stuff. What are those?

My vows. I-I know it's bad luck to see the bride right before the ceremony, but I realized something. Marshall and Lily have broken most of their wedding vows, but they're still the best couple I know. I think their biggest problem was that Marshall didn't tell Lily the truth. So... I've decided to make only one vow to you, because it's the only one that really counts. Robin Scherbatsky... ...from this day forward, I am always gonna be honest with you. 'Cause I love you. I'll see you up there. Oh. Ted got that locket for you. He's the one you should thank.

Barney, wait.

What is it?

The cornflower blue tie. That's the one I should be wearing. It's right by my bed. Back in Manhattan. Stall for me. I'll be back in six hours, tops.

Stall ˆř‚Ť‰„‚΂ˇ

That's all of 'em!

Wow. Wait. I'm free. It's over. The slap bet is finally... over?

Yeah, it is, buddy.

Thank you. You know, this may sound crazy, but I'm gonna miss that slap bet.

No, you won't.

No, you're right. I won't.

Hi.

Hi.

You've never looked more beautiful, Robin.

Nobody asked you, Patrice.

By the way, in the interest of honesty, we really do have a ring bear.

What?

Oh. I love the ring bear.

Then you are gonna love the flower gorilla.

What?

Kidding. I'm kidding.

Kids, I won't lie, that was a long weekend. More ups and downs than I can count.

It was a twisting, turning road that led to the end of the aisle, and not everything along the way was perfect. To be honest, not everything to follow would be perfect either. But what is? Here's the secret, kids: none of us can vow to be perfect. In the end, all we can do is promise to love each other with everything we've got.

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Because love's the best thing we do.

And on that lovely spring evening, that's exactly what Barney and Robin vowed to each other. And it was legendary.

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