Lily: You invited him?
Marshall: The guy was, like, blubbering. What was I going to do? And then, some jerk at the next table called him a sissy which I thought was totally uncalled-for.
Lily: I can't believe you, Marshall. What gives you the right to do that?
Marshall: You and I are married. And that means he's my family, too.
[Marshall goes and opens the front door]
Marshall: Mickey, come on in.
[Lily walks out]