Barney: [on the phone] Port Authority Mitch. You'd always call me whenever a wide-eyed farm girl would get off the bus with big dreams of Broadway and no idea what a "casting director" could legally ask her to do, hold or lick during an audition. I'm sorry, old friend, your services are no longer needed. [sobbing] Oh, God, I can't believe I'm doing this over the phone! My love to Marge and the kids!
Robin: I know. Here.
Barney: I didn't realize this would be so hard!