Barney: [on the phone, speaking Korean, hangs up and shreds his phone] Oh, fantastic, you're here. Give me the good news.
Marshall: I'm sorry. You did too good of a job writing this thing. It's- It's iron-clad.
Barney: No! Bad lawyer! I need a loophole! I want to feel better, Marshall! I can't keep buying things! I have six self-cleaning litter boxes and I don't even have a kid.