Rachel: The bottom line, Ross, is we cannot stay married.
Ross: I don't know if that's true.
Rachel: Oh, but it is.
Ross: Okay. You know what this is? This is a difference of opinion. And when that happens in a marriage-
Rachel: Oh, Ross, come on. This is not a marriage. This is the world's worst hangover!

Ross: You got off the plane. [Ross and Rachel kiss]
Rachel: I do love you.
Ross: I love you too, and I am never letting you go again.
Rachel: Okay. 'Cause this is where I wanna be, okay? No more messing around. I don't wanna mess this up again. Okay, we're done being stupid.
Rachel: Okay. You and me, all right? This is it.
Ross: This is it. Unless we're on a break. Don't make jokes now.

Rachel: Hi, excuse me. I'm here to see my father. My name is Rachel Green.
Ross: And I'm Dr. Ross Geller.
Rachel: Ross, please. This is a hospital, okay? That actually means something here.

Ross: Rach, I think I'm gonna wait out here because my throat is feeling a little scratchy, I don't wanna infect him.
Rachel: Ross, please, don't be so scared of him.
Ross: I am not scared of him, I'm really sick.
Nurse: He's still under sedation, so he's pretty much out.
Ross: I'm feeling better.

Phoebe: Alright, this seems pretty simple. Your first line is "My name is Claude." So, just repeat after me. Je m'appelle Claude.
Joey: "Je des coup plow".
Phoebe: Well, so let's try it again.
Joey: Okay.
Phoebe: Je m'appelle Claude.
Joey: "Je des plie bleu".
Phoebe: Huh, it's not quite what I'm saying.
Joey: Really? It sounds exactly the same to me.
Phoebe: It does? Really?
Joey: Yeah.
Phoebe: Alright, let's just try it again. Really listen.
Joey: Got it.
Phoebe: Je m'appelle Claude.
Joey: "Je des floop flee".
Phoebe: Oh, mon Dieu! [Oh, my God]
Joey: "Oh, des foof".