Zoey: What do you want from me?
Ted: I want my crossword day back. Okay? Go live your perfect little life, and leave me the hell alone.
Zoey: My life isn't perfect.
Ted: Oh, please, what's your biggest problem? Having to sail back to the marina because the Captain's all out of white Zin? Oh. Great. Now you're crying. Like that's going to get my sympathy.
Future Ted: [v.o.] It did.