Marshall: Okay, Ted, you got first whip!
Ted: All right. Hey, dummy, what did I tell you about smoking in here?
Marshall: Make him whip the habit! I'm so excited about this whip! I got whip fever! Just whip him, Ted! Don't even aim! Just whip him!
[later, Ted, Marshall and Lily return to the apartment building. Marshall is touching his cheek.]
Ted: I'm so sorry.
Marshall: It's just the whip's not a toy, Ted. There's such a thing as common sense, you know.
Ted: Hey, you can whip me if you want.
Marshall: I will, some other time.