Richard: Monica wake up. Monica.
Monica: What's up?
Richard: I thought of a thing.
Monica: Yeah?
Richard: I have to sleep, have to, on this side of the bed.
Monica: No. You have to sleep on this side of the bed because I have to sleep on this side of the bed.
Richard: Or so I would have you believe.
Monica: So you have a side of the bed. Everybody has a side of the bed.
Richard: Hey, come on. You haven't heard my reason yet.
Monica: All right, go on.
Richard: Okay. I have to sleep on the west side because I grew up in California and otherwise the ocean would be on the wrong side.
Monica: Oh, my God. You're a freak.