Ted: Okay, Barney. I have an idea. One last high-five. A high-five to echo throughout eternity.
Barney: Yes. And within that high-five will be all the high-fives we've ever high-fived.
Ted: And all the high-fives we could ever possibly high-five.
Barney: A high infinity.
Ted: A high infinity, exactly.
Barney: Let's do this.
Marshall: All right, everybody back up.
Barney: "I'll see you on the other side, Ray."
Ted: "Nice working with you, Dr. Venkman."
Ted & Barney: [both groaning]
[later, as they both sit with a bandage on their wrists and an ice pack on their palms:]
Ted: Worth it.
Barney: So worth it.