Trudy's friend: I'm just surprised you didn't dump him sooner.
Trudy: I know, it's two years of my life I'm never getting back. A little part of me just wants to jump the bones of the next guy I see.
Barney: Daddy's home.
Trudy: Or the one after that

Don: Look, Robin. You seem like a nice kid, but this is my 39th morning news show, and from those 39 shows I've learned a few things. 1. Avoid the all you can eat sushi buffet in Bismarck. 2. Don't go to the bathroom with your lapel mic still on, and 3. Your entire audience at this hour is one half-drunk slob sitting in his underwear.
Robin: Well let's do a great show for that half-drunk slob.

Our new sleeping arrangement will only bring us closer together. Now get out of my bed.

Marshall

[after reading his letter] There's just a bunch of drawings of boobs.

Barney

[walks in, sees Robin bent over in yoga pose, smoking] I just left something like this in my apartment.

Barney

Marshall: This is it. Last. Cigarette. Ever!
Ted: What are you doing? You haven't smoked in six months? Is this about the McRib? Seriously, dude. Let it go.

Lily: I think we should get separate beds.
Marshall: YES! A mini-fridge! And separate beds.

I don't say this enough, but you're a great woman, and a great reporter. You should be on 60 Minutes. You should be one of the minutes

Ted [to Robin]

[on his theory, Carl, the bar tender is a vampire]
Marshall: OK, think about this, is there even a single item on the menu that has garlic in it?
Lily: Garlic fries.
Marshall: OK, well, I'll get back to you