Joey Quote #773
Quote from Joey in The One in Vegas (Part 2)
Joey: That's right. You take good care of those babies.
Randall: Excuse me?
Joey: It's me. Joey.
Randall: Do I know you?
Joey: Joey?
Randall: Oh, yeah. Yeah, the hand guy.
Joey: Okay, so what are we gonna do about this hand twin thing?
Randall: Nothing.
Joey: Look, you and I have been given a gift. Okay. We have to do something with it. Like hand modeling. Or magic. And you know NASA's gonna want to talk to us.
Randall: I have to get back to work.
Joey: Whoa, whoa, whoa. We can have our own show. We can clap our hands together. People will love it. And I wrote a song for us.
[singing] This hand is your hand, This hand is my hand, Oh, wait, that's your hand, No, wait, it's my hand-
Randall: That's okay.
Joey: But you haven't even heard the chorus.
Friends Quotes
‘The One in Vegas (Part 2)’ Quotes
Quote from Rachel
Chandler: Okay, this is it. We're gonna get married.
Monica: You sure you wanna do this?
Ross: Hello, Mrs. Ross!
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel!
Quote from Joey
Phoebe: Hello, my name is Regina Phalange. I'm a businesswoman in town on business. Would you like to see my card? Oh, what did I do with my Filofax? I must've left it in Conference Room B.
Randall: Fourteen.
Joey: Hit me.
Phoebe: Oh, my God. May I just say, that you two gentlemen have the exact same hands? They're identical. Now, I've never seen anything like that in the business world.
Randall: Stop it.
Joey: Miss Phalange, may I ask you a question as an impartial person at this table?
Randall: Please stop it.
Joey: Wouldn't you pay good money to see these identical hands showcased in some type of an entertainment venue?
Randall: If you leave now, I will chop off my hand and give it to you.
Quote from Phoebe
Phoebe: I won! I finally won!
Lurker: I won. That was my quarter.
Phoebe: All right, here. Take a hike, toots.
Lurker: Excuse me, sir. This lady played my quarter. This is my money.
Security Guard: Is that true, miss?
Phoebe: She sells drugs to kids.
Security Guard: What?
Phoebe: She sells drugs to kids.
Lurker: It was my quarter.
Security Guard: Was it her quarter?
Phoebe: How about we talk about this over dinner?
Security Guard: Okay, lady, you're out of here.
Phoebe: No. No, you can't arrest me. No. I won't go back. I won't go back to that hellhole!
Security Guard: I'm just taking you outside.
Phoebe: Oh, okay.