Mickey: Well, I feel a little weird. I just met Barney, and I don't have anything against the guy, but... how often do you get a chance to slap someone right in his face?
[Mickey stretches and gets ready to slap Barney. He winces.]
Barney: Soft!
Mickey: I'm sorry. I can't do it.
Barney: Thank God.
Mickey: Lily... I know I haven't been much of a father to you.
Barney: You are kidding me.
Mickey: So for all the ballet recitals that I missed, for all the art shows that I should've been at, for the wedding gift that I never got a chance to give to you... Princess, I give this slap to you.