Dowisetrepla Hallway: Mickey's just exiting the door as Lily and Marshall approach their apartment. Saget!Ted narrates, "So that's how on Thanksgiving 2009, your Aunt Lily performed a miracle." Lily and Mickey hug as Saget continues: "She brought a man back from the dead."

Dowisetrepla Dining Area: Marshall stands up and bangs a knife up against the wine bottle to get everyone's attention, even though they're already seated around the table. When they look up, he tells Barney that it's time for him to take his place on the slapping throne. Barney appeals to the Slap Bet Commissioner -- begging that he not be tied to the chair. Lily says, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Less yappin', more slappin'." Marshall says it's two minutes before sundown. He asks Ted and Robin who's going to be the one to "slap Barney right in his face." Ted nods across the table at Robin, indicating that she should take it. Robin smiles and says it's going to be Ted. Ted asks, "Why me?" Robin says, "Last year, you got left at the altar. You lost your job. But you've come such a long way since then. I'm so proud of you, Ted. You deserve to slap someone in his face -- as hard as you can." Ted grins at her. "Thanks." Over on the throne, Barney complains that this is "the worst." Ted rises to slap Barney, warms up, but then checks his swing -- but not before Barney screams out, "MAMA!" Ted turns to Robin and recounts her recent relationship and breakup with Barney. "While I know you and Barney left it on good terms, isn't there some part of you, deep down, that wants to slap him right in his face?" Robin says, "There is." Ted says, "I know there is." Barney says, "This is basically hell on earth." Robin and Ted hug and then she approaches Barney. She shakes herself loose, and winds up, but when Barney squeals, "It hurrrrrrrrrrrts," before she even touches him, she can't bring herself to do it, either.

Robin offers the slap to Mickey, as a welcome-to-the-gang gesture. Mickey can't do it, either. He turns to Lily and offers her the slap for all the ballet recitals and art shows he missed, and the wedding gift he never gave to her. They hug, but Barney protests. "She's the Slap Bet Commissioner. She's supposed to remain impartial." Lily looks over Mickey's shoulder. "Slap Bet Commissioner says it's okay." Lily rubs her hands together in anticipation, but she can't do it either, and wonders why. Marshall says, "Because this slap has done exactly what I hoped. It's brought us all closer together. And it's caused us to recognize both the frailty and the greatness in ourselves and each other." Barney rolls his eyes. "Oh, give me a break." Marshall ignores that, kneels down, and while he's untying Barney, he announces that there will be no slap today. Barney marvels at his newly freed hands. "Oh my God!" He stands up. "This is the best Thanksgiving ever." And as he turns to face the gang, Marshall wallops him right across his left cheek, and sends him flying to the floor. Marshall raises his hand and four fingers. "THAT'S FOUR!" A beat. "So? Turkey?" Fade to black.