Lily: Look, Stella, I understand that coming from New Jersey you don't picture yourself loving New York,
but trust me, Marshall didn't expect to, and now he wouldn't think of living anywhere else.
Marshall: I hate New York!
Lily: What?
Marshall: I'm sorry, but it's true. Okay, today I was walking around PriceCo. Have you ever been there? It's huge.
All the stores in New York are so cramped. Every time I turn, I knock something over. I'm like some huge monster that came out of the ocean to destroy bodegas.
Lily: But, Marshall, you love New York.
Marshall: Yeah, I do, except that I hate it. I'm too big for New York, okay? I'm always trying to fit into cramped little subway seats or duck under doorways that were built 150 years ago. Hey, guess what? People are bigger now. Build bigger doorways. What the hell is the matter with you?
Barney: Small city, big man, give it up.
Marshall: And it's so loud, all the time. Yes, it's the city that never sleeps. Well, guess what, I like to sleep. I've been tired for eight years. Tired and scared with black and blue marks on my elbows from trying to fit through
all these tiny, little elf doorways. New Jersey's great. It's got huge stores, and lawns and you never have to carry a cup again. Not for the rest of your life. I'm not afraid to say it... I love New Jersey. [off Lily's look] I'm just kidding.