Joey: Pheebs? Listen. Sit down, I got something I want to say.
Phoebe: All right.
Joey: It's a scary world out there, especially for a single mom. Now, I always felt that you and I have a special bond. So, Phoebe Buffay, will you marry me?
Monica: Oh, my God! Joey!
Phoebe: Oh, yeah, I'll marry you.
Monica: You can't marry him!
Phoebe: Hey, lady, your day's over, it's my turn.
Monica: Phoebe!
Joey: What? Why can't she marry me?
Phoebe: I can and I will.
Monica: She's not pregnant. It's Rachel. Rachel's the one who's pregnant, okay.
Joey: Oh, my God.
Phoebe: Hey!
Monica: Phoebe, I think he'd notice when you didn't have a baby in nine months.
Phoebe: It's Joey! [mouths] I love you!