Barney: Hey, buddy, listen. The wedding doves got here early and I don't know where to put them...
Ted: Say no more. The best man is on it.
Barney: Thanks, Ted.
[later, Ted has rows of birds in cages in his grim basement room]
Ted: Poor guys. All cooped up. I guess there's no harm in letting you out for a bit, huh?
[later:]
Ted: They carpet-bombed my entire room. I wish I'd closed my suitcase. And my mouth.