Future Ted: [v.o.] The next day, Lily and Marshall's nanny search hit pay dirt.
Mrs. Buckminster: Mr. and Mrs. Eriksen, I promise to create a safe, nurturing environment, full of learning, laughter and love so that even when we have to eat lima beans or we get a boo-boo on our knee, we know everything will be just fine. And do you know why?
Lily: Because you're an angel sent from heaven?
Marshall: I wanna bury my head in the safety of your bosom.
Mrs. Buckminster: Because Mrs. Buckminster is here.
Lily: Ah, the search is over. Mrs. Buckminster, we just need to know your salary.
Mrs. Buckminster: Oh, delightful. Well, my weekly fee is...
[later, Mrs. Buckminster comforts a sobbing Lily and Marshall:]
Marshall: There, there. I'm sure you'll find someone you like just as much.
Lily: No, we won't.
Marshall: Not like you!