Joey: Where is the waitress? I'm starving.
Chandler: It's a buffet, man.
Joey: Oh, here's where I win all my money back!

Monica: Anyway, it just doesn't seem worth it to make a whole turkey for just three people. Okay, it's a lot of work.
Joey: But you gotta have turkey on Thanksgiving. I mean, Thanksgiving with no turkey is like Fourth of July with no apple pie. Or Friday with no two pizzas.
Monica: Fine, if it means that much to you. But there's gonna be a ton left over.
Joey: No, there won't. I promise I will finish that turkey.
Monica: All right. You're telling me you can eat almost an entire turkey in one sitting?
Joey: That's right. Because I'm a Tribbiani. This is what we do. I mean, we may not be great thinkers or world leaders. We don't read a lot or run very fast. But damn it, we can eat!

Phoebe: So Joey and my friend are out last night, they're having dinner, and she reaches over and takes a few of his fries.
Rachel: Oh, no!
Phoebe: What? You know about the plate thing?
Rachel: Oh, yeah, yeah. No, Joey doesn't share food. I mean, just last week we were having breakfast and he had a couple grapes on his plate.
Phoebe: You wouldn't let her have a grape?
Rachel: No, not me. Emma.
Joey: Joey doesn't share food!

Joey: Well, I think we've all learned something about who's disgusting and who's not. Eh? All right. Now, I'm going to get back to my bucket. I'm only eating the skin, so the chicken's up for grabs.

Rachel: Why don't you sit down? Dina has something she wants to tell you.
Joey: What's going on? Is it Mom? Is she sick? Is it Dad's heart? Is that a sandwich?
Dina: Joe, Mom and Dad are fine.
Joey: Is that a sandwich?!

Waiter: It's been an hour. The maitre 'd has asked if you'd be willing to reconsider switching to a smaller table.
Joey: Maybe we should just eat now.
Waiter: You can't order until the entire party has arrived. Restaurant policy.
Joey: Well, how about this? Another table leaves, right, but there's still some food left on their plates. Okay, what's the restaurant's policy about people eating that?
Waiter: It's frowned upon.
Joey: But it happens?

Monica: Oh, God. What did I just step on?
Chandler: It's okay. It's just an egg roll.
Monica: Oh.
Joey: You stepped on my egg roll?!
Monica: I'm sorry. I didn't know to look for Chinese food on the floor.
Joey: Just put it on a plate and leave.

Joey: You are my Everest.
Monica: Joey, you don't have to finish that.
Joey: Oh, yes, I do. Otherwise, what's next? Today I'm just a guy who can't finish a turkey, but tomorrow I'm the guy who eats half a Power Bar, wrap up the rest and puts it in the fridge? No. I just gotta change my pants. What was I thinking? Jeans have no give.

Joey: I like it.
Ross: Are you kidding?
Joey: What's not to like? Custard, good. Jam, good. Meat, good.

Rachel: Well, we gotta go.
Ross: Where are you guys going?
Monica: We gotta pick up the wedding dress and then we're going to have lunch with Mom.
Ross: Joey, you're having lunch with my Mom?
Joey: No, I just heard "lunch", but yeah, I can go.