Barney: No, no, not again. Not this year.You're going as my wingman.  Flightsuit up. 

Ted: No thanks.I'm sticking with the hanging chad. 

Barney: Oh, you're dangerous, Maverick.Your ego's writing checks your body can't cash. Okay.Here's the plan, and I crap you not.I'm getting us into the Victoria's Secret Halloween party.Trust me. By the end of the night,your chad will not be hanging. 

Ted: We can get rejected by supermodels any night of the year. Tonight, I'm going up to the roof, I'm gonna have a few beers, I'm gonna wait for the slutty pumpkin.It's just what I do. 

Barney: Victoria's Secret models prancing around in bras and panties,or Yale preppies reuniting their stupid a cappella group.What's that, left hand? Right hand sucks?Word. 

Ted: I’m heading up to the roof. 

Barney: Well, boys,looks like it's just the three of us.What's that? Self-five? Nice. We out. 






Barney: 不，不行，别再来。今天不行。你是要扮我的同僚（僚机飞行员）。航空服，穿上！ Ted: 不，谢了。我还是要扮那个无效选票。 Barney: 噢，你危险了，离群者。你的意识在开支票，可你的肉体却无法兑现。好了，我们这样，不和你废话了。我们去看万圣节维多利亚私秘晚会(内衣秀)。相信我，夜晚过后，你的选票肯定会兑现的。 Ted: 一年中哪天超级名模们都不会搭理我们的。今晚我只去楼顶，喝几杯啤酒，等候我的放荡南瓜。我只这么打算。 Barney: 维多利亚私秘内衣模特穿着胸罩和内裤奔涌走动，或者，耶鲁落榜生们聚在一起的笨蛋明星队。怎么说，左手？"右手逊透了"，到点。 Ted:我去楼上了。 Barney:伙计们，看来只有我们3个了。什么，"自己拍"，不错。我们走。