Marshall: And that's the story of New Year's Eve. You know, I've been thinking that the reason I got so intense with Lily about Enigmas of the Mystical is that, well...
Mourner: Could you pass the pickles?
Marshall: ...with you gone, I feel the mystical a little less.
Mourner #2: Can you hand me the chips?
Marshall: Sometimes I feel you a little less. That's why today was so important because I just... I needed to... Did you just open a beer on my father's headstone?
Mourner #3: Actually, it's a hard cider.
Future Ted: [v.o.] And just as he was about to lose it...
Mourner #2: Hey, Marvin, can you pass me a burger? Hey, not Marvin. Marshall. Sorry, it's just, you're so much like your pop.
Future Ted: Your Uncle Marshall thought back to all those tailgates with his father.
[flashback:]
Man: Hey, mind if I grab one?
Marvin Sr.: The more the merrier!
Man: All right.
Future Ted: And he realized that maybe private moments are overrated.
Marshall: You know what? The more the merrier.