Rachel: Wait, wait, Chandler, this is what you're having for Thanksgiving dinner? What is it with you and this holiday?
Chandler: I'm 9 years old.
Ross: Ugh, I hate this story!
Chandler: We've just finished this magnificent Thanksgiving dinner. I have - and I remember this vividly - a mouthful of pumpkin pie. And this is the moment my parents decide to tell me they're getting divorced.
Rachel: Oh, my God!
Chandler: Yes, yes. Very difficult to enjoy Thanksgiving dinner once you've seen it in reverse.