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In the spring of 2009,

I've been hired to design a new headquarters for Goliath National Bank.

And I was eager to add as much of my voices

as an architect into the plan as possible.

Wood beams...

bathed in natural light in the atrium.

They're gonna to love it!

There was only one problem

and his name... was Bilson.

Wood...

natural light.

Natural light reminds the workers that there's an outside world

where they had family and friends.

We want to crash that!

You show up in the dark, you go home in the dark.

You spend your whole damn day... in the dark!

I need to hear Lily's voice.

Who said you could leave?

Bilson was killing every original idea I had.

Then, one day GNB took him off the project

to created a new task force to oversee my designs.

Suddenly, everything changed.

We'll have a roof top in the end of the garden for quiet contemplation.

We'll have a reflecting pool in the lobby where

local children can come to make wishes.

The New GNB,

a place of work

that you can call "home".

Thank you, and...

welcome home.

Everything was going great,

until one day, in the elevator.

Yeah, it's Ted.

I did not approved that change for the blueprints for the new GNB headquarters

which I'm the head architect, and I'm only 30 years old.

I'm single, I'm not gifted charity.

What is that has to do with anything.

Goodbye, Mr. Mayor.

You know that was a fake phone call, don't you?

And I also know that the new GNB headquarters project

was scrapped last month.

Nice try.

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How I Met Your Mother 4x18 - Old King Clancy

par la "Have You Met Team" pour www.forom.com

Check out Scarlett Johansson at the Oscars.

If I could nail any celebrity, it would definitely be Scarlett Johansson.

Hot, talented, and nobody does that many in Woody Allen's movies

without serious daddy's issues.

If I could nail any celebrities, it would be Lily.

She's the star of my heart.

For me, it would be Hugh Jackman.

You know, I don't know, celebrities,

they're into some really weird sex stuff.

Trust me.

How would you know that?

This is embarassing, but I...

I went home with a celebrity one night.

Oh my God! Seriously?

He wanted to do this really freaky things with me, so I left.

That's it. End of the story.

Not end of the story. I need to know who, what, when, and in where.

Spill it!

Please settle down. You're swallowing to much air.

But before you go any further,

I'm flattered, but technically, I'm not a celebrity.

Plus, for the last time, I put the mask on as a joke.

Not you Barney.

Who is it?

Now you give Lily the hiccups.

I won't tell you anything specific.

But, all I'll say is that he is Canadian born,

but you definitely know this guy.

And he got me back to his place by offering to show me

a very unique collection.

What do you mean collection?

You know some people collects like stamps or coins, it's like that.

But I'm not telling.

At least tell us the weird thing he wanted to do.

I don't know what you call it in the States,

but we have a name for it in Canada.

Look, I've already said too much.

So, mystery celebrity who collects a mystery item

asked you to do a mystery Canadian sex act.

Tell us!

I'll tell you.

But only if you guess all three parts correctly.

- That's just impossible. - Exactly.

I don't even know any Canadian sex acts.

You got your Sloppy Dog Sled,

your Newfoundland Lobster Trap, your Full Mountie.

How do you know all these?

Canadiansexacts.org, it's bookmarked on the top right.

Dot org?

It's not for profit. They really wanna just get the information out there.

So I just had the weirdest conversation.

This woman at GNB told me that the new bank building was scrapped last month.

It's crazy, right?

Wait, what's that look?

- Should we tell him? - I don't wanna tell him.

- I think we should tell him. - We're not telling him.

- There was no look. - Guys, what the hell?

It's time that you know the truth. A few weeks ago,

Bilson called us into his office.

We're scrapping the plan for the new GNB headquarters.

This recession is killing us.

We're cutting anything non-essential.

And I have a lot of tough choices to make

to buy courtly retreat in Saint Croix.

Ted is gonna be devastated.

Not when he hears it coming from his best friend.

- I have to tell him. - I have to tell him.

You should tell him, you're his best friend.

You're his best friend.

I'm not, you're his best friend.

Quiet, here he comes.

The white dude or the Asian fellow? See I bearly know the guy.

How're you doing?

I'm frustrated.

Anything innovative I put on my designs

Bilson just hacks out with a machete

I hate to answer to a guy like that.

- You should drop the project. - You should totally drop the project.

- It's beneath you. - Then it's settled.

To Ted Mosby's new chapter...

Are you kidding?

They just lay off another architect at my firm.

Bilson is a pain sure. But...

without this project, I'm probably out of job.

It's funny that you metioned the project, because...

You're nailing it. Keep up the good work buddy.

Your hair and teeth look fantastic today.

You're shining like a diamond!

Thank you.

I needed that.

I'm going to head upstairs and keep working.

I got to find a way to introduce some wood into Bilson's dark atrium.

I think you know what I meant.

- What was that? - What?

I have a thought.

We're paying Ted's firm for two more months of design work no matter what,

so couldn't we just let him keep working and not tell him?

He's had a rough year.

Let's let the guy be happy a little while longer.

What you're suggesting is an elaborate, long-term lie

that requires tremendous commitment.

A nice guy like you can't pull that off.

- Sure I can. - Lie to me right now.

- I have a spaceship. - What kind of fuel

- powers your spaceship? - I don't have a spaceship.

Stand your ground! If someone questions you,

distract them from the original lie with more lies.

Here, let me demonstrate. I own a pony.

Ask me a question.

What color is your pony?

When I first got Dandelion, she was a deep, chestnut brown,

but, sadly, her stable is located near a chemical plant,

which contaminated the drinking water. So over time,

she's turned a sickly, grayish white color and

there's nothing that the vet can do to fix her.

My God! I'm... That's horrible.

Is Dandelion going to be okay?

You are good!

Dandelion's not even sick, is she?

So the building's really dead and you guys lied to me.

We... just did it to protect you.

I can't believe this. I just got screwed

by my two best friends and I didn't even know it.

In Canada, that's called a "Sneaky Snowplow."

That building was my dream job, and now, it's just gone.

We're so sorry, Ted.

I need a drink.

Poor Ted.

Would I seem heartless if I switched us back to Canadian sex acts?

I'm surprised you waited this long.

What the hell is a "Two-Hand Zamboni"?

Let's just say, the only thing the woman is wearing

is skates on her hands.

A "Manitoba Milk Bag"?

It's like a "Chicago Mustache,"

but the person on the bottom is wearing a snowsuit.

A "Newfoundland Lobster Trap"?

Don't know. Don't want to know. Those Newfies are out of control.

I'm going to make my first guess.

But I'll only tell you if you correctly guess the person,

the act and the collection.

I'm going to go.

Bryan Adams.

He collects baseball cards,

and he wanted to do

a "Greasy Kayak."

Wayne Gretzky,

vintage Hot Wheels,

a "Squatting Eskimo."

Kiefer Sutherland,

souvenir shot glasses, and

a "Sticky Flapjack."

That I would have done.

Wait.

Wait, if they pulled the plug on the project a month ago,

why have I been going in once a week to meet

with the New Headquarters Task Force?

Obviously you couldn't come in and pitch to Bilson.

We... invented the task force.

Then it was just a question of putting together the team.

You know Roy Waterman, Vice President of Capital and Risk?

He's actually...

Roy the janitor.

Excuse me, Roy. How'd you like to make a few extra bucks?

How naked do I have to get?

Louisa Mendoza, Executive Vice President of Assets?

She's actually...

Louisa the lunch lady.

Louisa, I need your help with something, but

you can't tell anybody.

I don't speak English.

Exactly. This is a big secret.

How do you say "secret" in Spanish?

Meatballs?

Albondigas.

This will be our little

albondigas.

Can I have a couple meatballs, please

And Arthur Nasmith, the eccentric genius guru of corporate investments?

He's actually...

Crazy Arty, 15th Street's own one-man band.

Excuse me. Do you have a minute to talk?

Actually, my assistant, Reginald, makes all my appointments.

We rounded out the group with a few interns

and paid everyone 15 buks to act

super interested in what you were saying.

Reginald, get me out of this for next week.

That was some of the most inspired design work

I've done in my entire career.

I was so excited.

Alex Trebek, a "Musty Goaltender,"

Beanie Babies! Damn it!

Wait.

So that explains the thing that happened with Louisa.

- Good job, buddy. - Nice, nice!

Listen, Louisa. What are we going to do about...

this?

Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.

I know you feel it, too.

What the hell.

No, I can't...

I'm already engaged to Mr. Barney.

Ah, who cares...

we live but once!

This is wrong!

For God's sake.

You're on the task force!

Is there anything else you want to tell me?

You know how you played third base for the GNB softball team?

There is no GNB softball team.

We just rented out a field, rounded up a bunch of guys

and told them to make you the hero.

So my game-winning walk was a lie?

We're sorry, Ted, but we knew you'd be out of work soon, and we just...

we just wanted to make you feel good. That's what friends do.

Lie to each other?

Sometimes, yeah, to protect each other's feelings.

No way! You never lie to your friends.

- I would never not be honest with you. - Really?

What about that open mic night at the comedy club?

Are you like me, folks.

Have you ever thought about how many different kinds of fish there are?

And...

the names of those fish.

Let's... take a little ride.

"Trout."

Am I right? "Sturgeon."

I don't think so, pal.

"Salmon."

I'm going to say that again,

salmon.

Who thought that was a good idea, right?

"Bass." This guy over here knows what I'm talking about.

"Halibut."

Thank you, good night.

- How was I? - You were great. Really funny.

You killed...

everyone's Thursday night.

Time out.

You didn't like the fish list?

It was horrible! You just read a list of fish.

Anyway...

you guys just proved my point, okay?

You lied to me to protect my feelings.

This is completely different! I just wasted a month of my life

working on a dead project.

That's time I could've spent trying to bring my firm new business.

Instead, I'm going to go in there tomorrow morning.

I'm probably going to get fired.

Best case scenario,

my boss is going to ream me out in front of everybody.

- Back home, we call that a Sas... - "Saskatoon Totem Pole."

It's on here.

Good morning, lying bastards.

Anything you want to lie about before I head off to work to get fired?

- That's a nice shirt. - You're the devil.

What if we told you that we found you a new project at GNB

where you would be redesigning part of the 20th floor?

If that's a lie, it's an incredibly dull one.

What exactly would I be doing?

This is the 18th floor E.T.R.

Basically, Bilson wants a room just like this,

only two stories up, on our floor.

Wait, what's an E.T.R.?

It's the Employee Transition Room.

What does that mean?

It's a space where a supervisor and an employee

engage in a knowledge transfer about

an impending vocational paradigm shift.

People get fired in here.

That's horrible.

Why do you need a room specifically for firing people?

Well... GNB feels that people need a safe,

secure space to deal with the news.

It gets pretty real in here.

So I reluctantly agreed to design a room where people would be fired.

But I was determined to make it my own.

Now, when you leave the dismissal space,

you'll exit into what I'm calling

the Rebirth Tranquility Hallway.

Here, you'll find a soothing oval chamber

with a trained grief counselor.

It's right here, past the New Beginnings Fountain.

And there you have it.

Instead of a drab, dark prison cell,

a nurturing womb...

birthing you into a new life.

- I love it. - Really?

- Nice work, Ted. - Thank you.

Can you add some of these touches to the existing 18th floor E.T.R. as well?

- Absolutely. - Great.

Let's take a look.

- So I'm thinking this wall... - You're fired!

- What! - I wanted this room!

This exact room, two floors up!

- But... - You're fired!

Now, get the hell out of here.

Anyone from the band Rush,

"Montreal Meatpie," and "superhero lunch boxes."

Rick Moranis, "The Reverse Rick Moranis,"

"Antique Judaic."

I give up. I've been guessing

for three days. I'm done.

If that means I never get to know, so be it.

- Fine. - Tell us!

Tell us! Tell us!

Okay, you really want to know?

But this information does not leave this table.

Oh, my, God. I am so excited.

- I'm going to read it. - Read it.

I'm going to read it. Here we go.

"The Frozen Snowshoe,

Old King Clancy,

Harvey's trays."

Right.

I don't know what any of those words mean.

Is one of those supposed to be a celebrity?

Who the hell

is Old King Clancy?

No, that's not the person, that's the sex act.

It's the same as a "Sacramento Turtleneck," except with maple syrup.

So the celebrity was Harvey Straze?

That's what he collected. Harvey's trays.

Those classic orange trays you get whenever you eat at Harvey's?

The restaurant?

Come on, you're road tripping down the Trans-Canada Highway,

you get a hunger on between Milverton and Wawa,

where you gonna strap on a feed bag, huh?

Harvey's. Over 12,000 served!

So the celebrity was...

The Frozen Snowshoe.

Oh, my God! You guys have never heard of The Frozen Snowshoe?

He's only the most famous professional wrestler in Canada.

I met him after he defeated

Reckless Rick Rogers in the Kamloops Memorial Arena back in '02.

Classic match.

So you're saying The Frozen Snowshoe

invited you back to his place to look at Harvey's trays,

and asked you to do an Old King Clancy?

Exactly.

And I'm serious, you cannot tell anyone.

My hiccups are gone. Possibly forever.

Canada! You did it again.

You even found a way to ruin this.

Why do we let you be a country?

Mister mister.

Shouldn't you be upstairs designing your big, fancy E.T.R.

- I'm off the project. - What?

- Bilson fired me. - You're kidding me.

So what does this mean for you at your firm?

Are you going to get laid off?

Actually, I just quit.

Why?

Because I can't work for big, heartless corporate clients anymore.

When I was pitching to your "task force,"

I was doing the most inspired work of my career.

In a way,

you idiots reminded me how much fun my job can be

when I'm not answering to the Bilsons of the world, so...

I quit.

- They fired you, didn't they? - Yes, sir.

But I got a sweet severance package and I've made a big decision.

I'm going to start my own firm.

- That's exciting. - In this economy?

So you're not... mad?

As it turns out,

I'm grateful.

So how'd it all go down between you and Bilson?

After he proposed a vocational paradigm shift,

I made an impromptu presentation using a four-pronged approach

that really brought him to his knees.

Hit him with a chair? That's my boy.

And this one, I got on the drive from Milverton to Wawa.

That's pretty impressive, The Frozen Snowshoe.

Please, we're friends. Just call me "Shoe."

Have a seat.

So, Shoe...

How would you like to give me...

an Old King Clancy?

I think you should go.