All language subtitles for How.I.Met.Your.Mother.S03E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

TED:
It was Saturday night
in New York City,

and the young metropolitan set
was out on the town, living

the kind of crazy lifestyle

you can only find
in the Big Apple.

97.
97.

98.
98.

99.
99.

100!

(shouting and cheering)

LILY:
A hundred?

We only got to 82
on our honeymoon.

(laughing)
LILY:
So, Robin?

Mm?
I've got a guy
for you.

Oh?

He's cute.

He's funny. He's smart.

What's his "but"?
What do you mean?

When someone wants
to set you up,

they always tell you
their good qualities first,

but then they leave out
their huge flaw.

She's totally hot
and really fun.

BARNEY:
But she has a dead tooth.

She's super-hot,
and she's so successful.

But she has a pug

that she pushes around
in a stroller.

She's so cute,
and she's so smart.

But her last boyfriend had

to get a restraining order
against her,

and then his cat and new vacuum
cleaner both went missing.

Wow!

Set it up!

I'm still convinced

she killed my turtle.

Hey, you know what?
Not every setup has a "but."

What about, um,
Jamie, that girl

that Lily set
you up with?
Yeah.

She was really nice.
If memory serves me,
she had a huge "but."

Her huge butt.

Nailed it!

Yeah.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with this guy.

He's really nice,
and he's really cute...

But?

Fine.

But he has a kid.

Oh!
MARSHALL:
Aha! There it is!

Robin's not going out with a guy
with a kid.

But the guy is really great,
and his kid's sweet.

He's in my class.

It doesn't matter.
Robin hates kids.

I don't hate kids.

MARSHALL:
You told me

even when you were a kid,
you hated kids.

Robin, will you watch

cartoons with me?

I go to school all week.

Can't I just have

five minutes to myself

to read Highlights
and drink my juice?

Okay, yes, kids are
not my favorite thing

in the world,
but I like them.

Well, you don't want
to have them.

I like sports cars,
but it doesn't mean

I want to push a Ferrari
through my vagina.

Shotgun.
(Marshall laughs)

You can't blame us for thinking
that the kid would be a problem.

I mean, if we were friends
with Garfield,

we wouldn't set him up
on a date with Mondays.

(laughter)
Nice.

You know what? The kid
is not a problem.

I want to meet
this guy.

Okay. That's awesome!
Yeah.

Hey, what's my "but"?

You know, I'm a...

I'm really nice, but...

TED:
But she's afraid of commitment.

LILY:
But she's a gun nut.

BARNEY:
But she's Canadian.

MARSHALL:
But she didn't like
Field of Dreams.

I can't
think of...
(all chattering)

You don't
have a "but."

BARNEY:
Okay.

I've got it.
Here. Put on this eye patch.

Why?

The ultimate ice-breaker.

A bunch of cobras got loose
in Central Park.

You and I are jogging...

training for the Death Valley
Iron Man.

No big deal.
We do it every year.

Mm-hmm.
Suddenly,

we see these
snake bastards

sneaking towards a little baby.

Not on our watch.

You grab the kid,

I strangle six cobras

with my bare hands.

Women of New York,
one at a time, please.

So what are the eye patches for?

We got bit.

On the eye?

Yes.

Both of us?

They're different eyes.

I don't know see
why this bumps you!

Patch up!

TED:
So Robin went on a date
with George,

the guy with the kid,
and afterwards...

Okay, here's
the thing.

George is

a great guy.

We had a wonderful date.

But?

Great. I can't
wait to meet him.

"Can't wait to meet him"?

Why did I say that?

I don't want
to meet his kid.
Well, you knew

you'd meet him sooner or later.

Oh. I was just
hoping for later,

like in 20 years

when I'm a cougar
and he's as hot as his dad.

Robin, what's the big deal?

He's just a kid.

He's not going to bite.

He may bite.

We're working on biting.

Why is this kid around anyway?

Shouldn't he be with his mom?

I mean, what kind of lawyer
does this guy have

if he has to take care
of the kid all the time?

A good one.

He won full custody.

He won?! He won?

Oh, God, getting the kid
is winning, isn't it?

Don't tell anyone I said that.

Mm. No.

I'm going out
buying eye patches.

What are you doing
to help score chicks?

Okay, I'm going to let you in
on a little secret.

People with real game
don't need eye patches.

Oh. Theodore.

No, no, no.

You can't spell "game"
without me,

and me has the best game.

Yeah, well,

I got so much game,
I'm Cornish game hen.

Oh, yeah? I'm the New York State
gaming commissioner.

Well, I'm The Game.

Well-crafted,
keep-you-guessing thriller

starring Michael Douglas
and Sean Penn.

Wow.

Wow. You're here

and not in stall two.

Yeah. So?

I may have made some

wildly inappropriate
homoerotic comments

to a gentleman
wearing your shoes.

Okay,
Marshall?
Yes.

Which one of us has more game?

Neither of you guys
has any game, right?

Or else you'd be married
like me.

What?

If dating is the game,

then marriage
is winning the game.

Yeah. If you're playing
in the women's league.

MARSHALL:
You're joking.

I have mad game, brah.

Okay, one:

we agreed not
to ever say "brah" anymore.

It was a good week,
we had a lot of fun,

but it's over.

Two:

you've been with Lily
for 11 years.

Your idea
of good game

is slapping on a Dr. Seuss hat

and flashing two tickets
to a Spin Doctors concert.

TED:
Yeah, I hate
to say it, buddy,

but, uh, you're kind of
irrelevant.

What? I am not irrelevant.

I know tons of stuff.

I can help you guys.

I don't want to be left out.

Ted, you do not have
more game than me.

By sheer numbers

alone, I win.

Come on, dude.
You've seen my list.

You guys want to hear one
of my lines?

First of all, I did not ask
to see that list,

and I am still horrified.

And true game

is about quality, not quantity,

and a quality girl would pick me
over you any day.

Are you a model?

That one's good
because it's flattering.

To the girl.

Ted,

I challenge you
to a picking up girls Olympiad.

Fine.
There will be
26 events

spread out over 11 weeks.

We will travel to a neutral city

where a panel
of international judges...

Or we could
just choose a girl,

and the first one
to seal the deal wins?

That's good, too.
Mm-hmm.

How about her?

You're on.

Before we start,

why don't we jot down
a few basic ground rules?

Okay, great.
Rule #1: no eye patches

or props of any...

MARSHALL:
One time,

I was with this girl,
and I tried that model line,

and I totally got
some over-the-shirt boob action

in the "Just Say No" assembly.

Man, just stop.

You're bumming everybody out.

Rule number two--

this bet is
for one million dollars.

(Marshall laughs)

I win.

How?

Oh, I slept with her.

About a year ago.

I just forgot.

Oh, well, that doesn't count.

The bet started
the moment we shook.

But I can't sleep
with her again. She hates me.

Oh. Interesting.

Look who just took
a commanding lead.

Now with you out of the picture,
I can take my sweet time.

Ted, she's leaving.

Get out of my way.

By the look

of those shoes, here
comes your bathroom buddy.

Look who's got game.

So, you're a big
kids person, huh?

Only the biggest ever.

I think kids are

so great,

especially, um, the little ones.

You know, uh... pudgy,

can't sit up,
don't have teeth yet.

You mean babies?

Yeah, I like that kind.

Well, Doug's almost six, so...

Oh, six is great.

Oh, you are going to love six.

Six is when they, uh,
they really start to, um...

I hate kids.

Excuse me. What?

I mean, I don't hate kids.

I'm-I'm just not a kid person.

I mean, yeah, it's cute that
their shoes are real little,

but beyond that,
what's the draw?

You must think I'm nuts.

What? No, no, no. I...

So you don't like kids, so what?

And I'm not looking

for a mother for Doug.

Uh, why don't we just hold off
on you meeting him?

Yeah.

Let's take things slow.

TED:
And kids, that's exactly
what she did.

Then, on a totally
different day

that was definitely not
the next morning,

Aunt Robin had to face
her worst fear.

Hey, what's up?

It's here, Lily.

It's looking at me.

LILY:
What?

The kid. What do I do?

Just talk to him.
You can do this, Robin.

Who are you?

Um, I'm Robin.

That's a bird's name.

Ah, no, it's not.

It's actually a type of bird.

My friend Patrick has a parakeet
named Robin, so there.

Do you want to talk
in Morse code?

Dude, I'm-I'm just reading
my paper, so...

Beep.

Beep-beep-beep.

Beep.

Beep. Beep...!

I'm starving.
Will you make me cereal?

Sure.

What are you doing?
You're supposed

to pour the milk first.

What?! No, you pour
the cereal first

so you know
how much milk you need.

It tastes better milk first!

It all tastes the same
once it's in the bowl.

Why are you wearing
my dad's pants?

Milk first it is.

What are you reading?

The business section.

The Fed's going
to lower rates again

to bail out
these sub-prime lenders.

Bunch of idiots.

Ms. Aldrin says it's not nice
to call people names.

Well, maybe
if they weren't such idiots,

I wouldn't have
to call them that.

That's what I said.

You're pretty cool.

You, too.

TED:
Meanwhile, Stacey and I
had started dating.

Oh, Stacey was the girl
from the bar.

Anyway, I was close
to winning the bet

when something unexpected
happened.

I started
to really like her.

Well, have fun in yoga.

She's strengthening her core.

I think
that's going to be good.

Yeah? All right.

After a while,
crocodile.

(laughs)

You see this?

Game face.

Whatever, Ted.
Oh.

Get this.

She plays bass

in a reggae band.

They're having a show
this Friday.

How cool is that?

Oh, does she know that one song?

* Mm-mm, chaka, mm-mm, chaka. *

What's that song called?

Oh, right.
It's called every reggae song.

I am not irrelevant.
What?

I ran the numbers.

If Lily and I have sex
twice a week,

which let's be honest, we all
know is being conservative,

and we've
been together

for ten years,

plus 17 more times
on the honeymoon,

minus the two-week drought
when I said the checker

at the grocery store
reminded me of a young Lily,

then we have had sex
a total of--

wait for it--
Nice.

1,053-1/2 times.

My mom called once.

But that's more times
than Barney

has ever had sex,
and to your point, Ted,

Lily is a quality girl.

I win.

Lawyered.

Doesn't count.

It totally counts.

You're right.
It does count.

It counts as one.

You've had sex once.

How was it?

I still matter.

Okay, Ted, go win the bet.

You have my blessing.
She's a wonderful girl.

I should know.

Oh, okay.

Okay, I see what you're doing.

We've never shared a woman,
have we, Ted?

Isn't that funny?

You're with her now.

I was with her a year ago.

You figure, for her,
that's like 200 showers ago.

You've got to ask yourself, Ted,

"Is 200 enough?"

You know what?

I don't mind.

No, of course you don't mind.

Just like the second guy
to climb

Mount Everest didn't mind
getting all the way to the top

only to find
Sir Edmund Hillary's flagpole

thrust into its supple peak.

No, I'm sure when
you're with her,

I'll be the furthest thing
from your mind.

Kissing what I've already
kissed,

nuzzling what
I've already nuzzled,

going (blubbering)

on what I've already gone
(blubbering) on.

Barney, I'm not afraid

of catching your cooties, 'kay?

Really?
Ted's not afraid of cooties?

No.
Okay, well, then I guess
you'd have no problem

having a sip
of my gin and tonic.

Fine.

(chuckles)

And I only stirred that
with my pinky.

Guess who loves Robin.

Kids. Kids love Robin.

Doug thinks I'm pretty cool.

Really, that's great!

You and George,
all thanks to me.

Yeah, I'm going to have
to break up with him.

What?

Well, it's just...

it's getting a little bit
too serious with the kid.

You know,
it's just not

what I'm looking for.

So better I break it off now
before he gets too attached.

What?

I hate to tell you, but...

too late.

He drew it in class today.

Oh, crap.

There's no way
that's a picture of me.

That woman has on hoop earrings.

I don't even own hoop earrings.

I have one pair
and they're gold.

Those are fruit loops.

You are so in denial right now

and you're doing what you always
do in relationships:

the second you get close
to a guy, you want to bail.

Okay, granted, he's six,

but the point stands.

Well, we'll ask the guys.

They'll tell you that's not me.

That's totally you.

Wh... you guys are crazy.

Hey, who drew
the picture of Robin?

It's not me.

You're joking, right?

It's not me!
"My new mommy."

Kind of has
a nice ring to it.

Hey, now that you're a mom,
are you going to start wearing

those totally awesome jeans
that go right up to your boobs?

Do you guys really
think this is me?

Honey, it's you.

And if you're going
to break up with George,

you have to break up
with his kid, too.

Really?

Yeah, you can't
just abandon him.

You have to talk to him.

(groans)

Come on, Robin, you know

it's the right thing to do.

Oh, man.

Doug was right:
You are a pain in the ass.

So I had a really
nice time tonight.

Me, too.

Yeah?
Mm-hmm.

BARNEY:
Hey, Ted, pucker up
all you want,

but I was here first.

(maniacal laughter)

BARNEY:
From this spot,
I also launched

an expedition
to those two large ridges

down there.

(laughing)

(blubbering)

Ted?

Something wrong?

Hey, Doug.

Are you here to see my dad?

He's taking a shower.

Actually, I came to see you.

I wrote a poem.

Do you want to hear it?

Sure. Why not?

"To my new mommy.

"You are pretty.

"You are nice.

And you smell like daisies."

Aw, that is so sweet.

(sotto voce):
Even though it
doesn't rhyme.

Look, uh, Doug.

There's no good way
to say this, uh...

Aunt Robin didn't know
what to say.

This kid has never been
dumped before.

But then she realized...

this kid had never
been dumped before.

She could use every cliché
in the book.

We need to talk.

I just think, um,

we both could use
some space right now.

It's not you. It's me.

I know this hurts,
but you deserve someone better.

I'm just really trying to focus
on my career right now.

You know?

I just hope we can
still be friends.

(knocking)

Hi. I'm Brooke.

I'm here for my date
with George.

You must be

the babysitter.

I had so much coffee earlier.

I need to run to the loo,
but hey, Dougie.

What the hell was that?

That was my new mom.

So... this picture is not of me?

Why would I draw
a picture of you?

Wha...?

How many dates has she been on
with your dad?

Two.

I've been on, like, five

and you like her better?

We just really connected.

And what about me?

You think I just go around
pouring cereal

for every boy in town?

Why are you getting
so upset, Roberta?

Robin. My name is Robin.

Like the bird, remember?

Whatever.

So that's it, huh?

Look, you're great, but...

Yeah. There's always a "but."

Well, I couldn't do it.

I broke up with her.

Thanks a lot, by the way.

A beautiful, sexy girl

and all I could think about
was you being there first.

You were stuck in my head
like a Chumbawamba song.

Which Chumbawamba song?

Well, what an interesting
turn of events.

It looks like I'm going to win.

What do you mean "win"?
You couldn't even talk to her.

You tried
and you got slapped.
Mm-hmm.

That's what you think happened.

Okay, great, rule #1:

no eye patches
or props of any...

Here's the deal:
my friend just got dumped,
so he's a little shy,

but he'd love to buy you
a drink and get to know you.

The problem is, he thinks
a pretty girl like you
won't go for a guy like him.

So would you slap me across
the face so he can see

you're not into guys
who'd feed you lines?

What do you say?
For my friend?

You are so sweet.

So now, whatever nice things

Ted does for her, in her mind,

I'm the guy who's even
nicer than him.

So you never
slept with her?

Not even at all.

Wow, that's good.

It gets better.

Remember Ted's phone
conversation?

Well, have fun in yoga.

Well...

I am...
Sorry.

Stacey, right?

Yeah... oh, you're Ted's
friend from the bar, right?

Yeah. Wait, don't tell me
you go to yoga here, too.

I do.

She plays bass in a reggae band.

...and then I'm going to head
out to a reggae concert.

I'm a huge fan of reggae.

Oh, my gosh!

I play in a reggae band.

No way.

I wonder why Ted didn't
tell me about that.

Like I said,
I'm a huge reggae fan.

Well... I should go inside.

After a while, crocodile.

See you later, allig...
See you later, allig...

We are two peas.

(laughing)

Wow, well, take care.

Um, namaste.

You are a sociopath.

And that was my yoga mat.

(chuckles)

So now with Ted
out of the picture,

I'm going to swoop in
and win the whole thing.

Why? Parce que j'ai le jeu,
mes chiennes.

Translation:

"'Cause I got game, bitches."

No. No, this doesn't
prove anything because...

(ringing)
Hold on a second.

It's Stacey.

Hey, Stace?

What happened?

He did not!

Stay there.

I'll be right over.

I should've just worn
that stupid eye patch.

Oh, I can't believe you got
dumped by a six-year-old.

Whatever.
He's a stupid-head.

I'm just...
I'm done with kids.

Of course, Robin eventually
made her peace with kids.

And as you guys know,
she went on to appear

in some very important
works of art: yours.

* Well, things are changing
quite a bit *

* I don't know
how it's come to this *

* I thought that
we were better off *

* We're worse
than sitting on the fence *

* Can't keep crying
about the way... *

(strums guitar)

Hey.

You know, I really appreciate

how cool you've been
about us taking things slow.

(grumbles)

Since Ted, you know, I...

I don't really want
to get physical too fast.

That's what makes you
so special, baby.

Anyway, I am so psyched

to be playing
Sunsplash tomorrow.

We go on sometime
between 11:00 and 6:00,

so you probably want
to get there before
9:00 just to be safe.

Oh, and it's gonna be muddy.

* *

* Jump up, jump up,
and turn around *

* Work your body now
up and down *

* Jump up, jump up,
and turn around *

* To the rhythm
that's going round... *