Barney: Can you believe your dad rack-jacked me like that?
Ted: My dad made out with Wendy the waitress? He cheated on my mom? No, that's impossible.
Barney: Ted, it's a well-known statistic that 83% of people married longer than six months are seeing someone on the side.
Ted: Do you know that when you make up a statistic, you always use "83%"?
Barney: You think I'm lying. Well, have you done any surveys on the subject? Because the good people at www.swingers.openmarriageisnaturallegalizepolygamy.org have, and they beg to differ.
Ted: That's not a real Web site.
Barney: Oh, and I suppose I didn't get a real T-shirt for running in their 10K.

Robin: What's the matter with you? I'm his girlfriend, and I'm not even trying that hard. Way to wreck the curve, kiss-ass.
Barney: Robin, I'm his best friend. That's a commitment. Girlfriend? That's like a bad flu. Out of your system after a couple weeks in bed. High five!

Alfred Mosby: Whoa! Bravo, Barney.
Virginia Mosby: That is my all-time favorite sonata. Barney, you are just delightful.
Barney: No, Virginia, you're delightful, I am deligh-ted. And he's just Ted. I'm really not planning these things; they just keep happening.

Virginia Mosby: Robin, dear, did I say something to upset you?
Robin: Why don't you want me to have your grandkids?
Virginia Mosby: Do you want to have my grandkids?
Robin: No! I mean, I don't know. I just... I want you to want me to want to have your grandkids. And you should. I'm a genetic gold mine. No family history of diabetes or heart disease. Everyone has nonporous teeth and perfect eyesight. I had one schizophrenic uncle but even he had perfect vision. Which was unfortunate for the people around the bell tower he was in, but still he was a very fine man, and...

Ted: I mean, I don't even know you people. I don't even know how you met.
Alfred Mosby: I never told you how I met your mother?
Ted: No.
Alfred Mosby: Oh, great story. At a bar.
Ted: That's it? That's what passes for communication in our family? Man, when I have kids, and I tell them how I met their mother, I'm gonna tell them everything, the whole damn story.
Alfred Mosby: I think it was an Irish bar.

Future Ted: [v.o.] Okay, now I got to back up all the way to the beginning to tell you the me and Robin part of the story. We were expecting my parents at any minute.
Ted: One last thing about my mom. She grills every single one of my girlfriends about when we're gonna get married and have kids.
Robin: But this is the first time she's meeting me.
Ted: Doesn't matter. And you'll know it's coming when she mentions my cousin Stacy, six kids in five years. The woman's basically a ride at a water park.

Lily: Hello, Marshall.
Virginia Mosby: Lily, that is a stunning dress.
Lily: Oh, thanks. It's kind of revealing, but I thought, "Hey, we're all family." Right, bro? Ooh, ah...
Ted: What's wrong?
Lily: Oh, I, I hurt my ankle in yoga today. The instructor told me to just take deep breaths to get through the pain, just... [Lily breathes deeply as Marshall watches her] Are you all right? You're kind of sweating.
Marshall: No, I'm fine. It's just... This roll is really spicy.

Future Ted: [v.o.] This was only the second time Marshall and Lily had seen each other since breaking up, but to their credit, it wasn't that awkward.
Marshall: Actually, we're cool. We just divided up CDs. It was all very civil. I'm proud of us. We're, we're good.
Virginia Mosby: Well, we were all going to go to Casa a Pezzi at 8:00. Lily, would you like to join us?
Lily: [looks at Marshall] Um...
Marshall: What?
Lily: Well, I- I don't want to go if it would make you uncomfortable.
Marshall: Why would it?
Lily: Well, I mean, yeah, we're... We're good, but you got to admit there's that stuff between us.
Marshall: Um, not for me. Now it's just like we're friends. It's like we're brother and sister.
Lily: "Brother and sister"?! Okay. Fine, yeah, I'll see you at the restaurant, bro.
Future Ted: See? Not awkward at all.

Marshall: Lily is evil! She just wore that dress to torture me. Well, you know what? Two can play at that game. See, at brunch, I'm going to torture Lily right back. Yeah. There's a part of my body that she's got a weakness for, too.
Barney: Dude, you can't whip that out at brunch.
Marshall: No, not that. I'm going to unleash my calves.
Barney: That's crazy. Nobody's turned on by men's calves. They're a thoroughly unerotic body part.
Marshall: Well, yeah, I'd say that, too, if I had those skinny little chicken legs.
Barney: I'll be waiting by the phone for your apology.

Lily: I really wasn't expecting that to happen.
Marshall: Yeah, me neither. It kind of complicates things, doesn't it?
Lily: Yeah, it does. Why did you have to throw your magnificent calves at me? You know you have a punter's leg.
Marshall: Well, why did you have to throw your beautiful boobs at me? You know you have... boobs.