[As Marshall and Ted huddle together in Fiero:]
Marshall: We might die now. I may never see Lily again. I never told anybody this, but... I've known for a long time that I'm gonna marry that girl. If we survive this, someday I'm gonna marry her. I'm sorry about your spectacles.
Ted: That's okay. They were decorative. Hey, Marshall.
Marshall: Yeah?
Ted: Are you still thinking about Lily?
Marshall: Yeah.
Ted: Please stop.