Lily: Marshall, we should get going. Any later, and we'll be riding the Drunk Train.
Marshall: Oh.
Kevin: The Drunk Train?
Marshall: It's the last train of the night back to Long Island. It's a mess.
Lily: Just a bunch of drunk, sloppy idiots, fresh off a night of partying in the city, just desperate to hook up with anything that moves. See you.
Barney: New plan, Ted.
Ted: So this father-son thing. You know, a backwards baseball cap really youngs me down.
Barney: All aboard!