Monica Geller: Hey, Pheebs. You know what I'm thinking?
Phoebe Buffay: Oh, okay. How... it's been so long since you've had sex... you're wondering if they've changed it?
Monica Geller: No. Although now that's what I'm thinking.
Monica Geller: His flight doesn't leave for 45 more minutes.
Chandler Bing: What about the time difference?
Monica Geller: From here to the airport?
(Ross's gift for Rachel is expensive antique pin)
Phoebe Buffay: It's so pretty! This must've cost him a fortune.
Monica Geller: I can't believe he did this.
Chandler Bing: Remember back in college when he fell in love with Carol... and bought her that riddiculously expensive crystal duck?
Rachel Green: What did you just say?
Chandler Bing: Crystal duck.
Rachel Green: No, no, no. The "love" part? Oh, my God!
Chandler Bing: Oh, no, no, no.
Joey Tribbiani: That's good. Just keep rubbing your head. That'll turn back time.
Joey Tribbiani: According to the rules... I can't conduct personal experiments, if you know what I mean.
Monica Geller: Joey, we always know what you mean.
Phoebe Buffay: Oh, look, twins. Hi, guys. Oh, cute, cute.
Monica Geller: No fair. I don't even have one. How come they get two?
Ross Geller: When we talked, she said she'd already passed the mucous plug.
Joey Tribbiani: Do we have to know about that?
Monica Geller: What'll you do when you have a baby?
Joey Tribbiani: I'm gonna be in the waiting room, handing out cigars.
Chandler Bing: Joey's made arrangements to have his baby in a movie from the '50s.
Ross Geller: Stop humping. Now, Marcel, come... Come here, Marcel.
Rachel Green: Oh, no. Not in my room. I'll get him.
Monica Geller: You've got to do something about the humping.
Ross Geller: What? It's just a phase.
Chandler Bing: Well, that's what we said about Joey.
Monica Geller: There's some creep out there with a telescope.
Ross Geller: I can't believe it. He's looking right at us.
Rachel Green: Oh, that is so sick.
Chandler Bing: I feel violated. And not in a good way.
Phoebe Buffay: How can people do that? You guys, look. Ugly Naked Guy got gravity boots.
Monica Geller: We've got salmon roulettes and crudites.
Joey Tribbiani: What are you doing? In poker, there's no food with more than one syllable. It's got to be like chips or dip or pretz...
Monica Geller: I hope you'll let it slide just this once. I was all out of "pretz."
Monica Geller: It's just this night has to go just perfect, you know? Wendy's more of a professional waitress.
Rachel Green: And I'm maintaining my amateur status so I can waitress in the Olympics.