quarta-feira, 21 de setembro de 2011

I hear you, Ted Mosby! :)

  • Ted: I used to believe in destiny. You know? I’d go to the bagel place, see a pretty girl in line, reading my favorite novel, whistling the song that’s been stuck in my head all week, and I'd think, “Wow, hey — maybe she’s the one.” Now I think, "I just know that bitch is going to take the last whole wheat everything bagel."
  • Robin: You’ve just been focused on work.
  • Ted: No. It’s more than that. I’ve stopped believing. Not in some depressed, I’m-gonna-cry-during-my-toast way. Not in a way I even noticed until tonight. It’s just, everyday, I think I believe a little less, and a little less, and a little less, and that sucks. What do I do about that, Scherbatsky?
  • Robin: You’re Ted Mosby. You start believing again.
  • Ted: In what? Destiny?
  • Robin: Chemistry. If you have chemistry, you only need one other thing.
  • Ted: What’s that?
  • Robin: Timing. But timing’s a bitch.

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