Barney: Thank you, Lily. Is there anything you'd like to say about my show?
Lily: No. No, I have nothing nice to say about your show. You were right, Barney. Let's go to the bar.
Barney: Yes! I win! I love winning! Oh, Lily. Oh, Lily, Lily, Lily. I was just getting warmed up, man!
Lily: Well, I imagine it was pretty awful, so let's go.
Barney: Pretty awful? Pretty awful?! It was a masterpiece of awful. It's genius how bad it is. I kind of wish you guys could see it.
Lily: Yeah, well, anyway.
Barney: Act two is where I really hit my stride. Spoiler alert: the robot falls in love.
Lily: How about this, Barney? How about we stay and-and watch the rest of your show?
Barney: It's your funeral. Five, six, one, two.
Future Ted: [v.o.] So we stayed and let Barney torture us for another hour and a half, 'cause that's what friends do, apparently.