Ted: This sucks. This sucks. This sucks.
Marshall: Are you... are you kidding me? You walked away from a car accident without a scratch. A miracle took place today.
Robin: Oh, here we go.
Marshall: You don't think this was a miracle?
Robin: There's no such thing as miracles.
Marshall: March 2006, MacLaren's Bar.
[flashback to Ted, Marshall and Barney throwing pencils at the ceiling in MacLaren's:]
Barney: Oh. That's terrible. Gentle.
Marshall: That's in!
Barney: Gentle.
Ted: Here we go. [Ted throws a pencil and it sticks in the ceiling]
Barney: Hey! Bravo. Cheers...
[A pencil falls from the ceiling, hits the table and bounces into Barney's nose:]
Ted: No... way.
Marshall: That did not just happen.
Barney: Am I dead? Am I dead?
[present:]
Marshall: Miracle!