Joey: Okay, buddy boy, here it is. You hide my clothes, I'm wearing everything you own.
Chandler: Oh, my God! That is so not the opposite of taking somebody's underwear!
Joey: Look at me! I'm Chandler. Could I be wearing any more clothes? Maybe if I wasn't going commando. [Chandler groans] Yeah. I tell you, it's hot with all this stuff on. I better not do any, I don't know, lunges.

Chandler: Excuse me. Hi.
Dr. Sherman Whitfield: Yes?
Chandler: You're kind of sitting in my seat.
Dr. Sherman Whitfield: What do you mean, your seat?
Chandler: I mean, I was sitting there.
Dr. Sherman Whitfield: But you got up.
Chandler: But I never left the room.
Dr. Sherman Whitfield: But you left the chair area.
Chandler: All right, that's it. Give me your underwear.

Chandler: Get up.
Joey: What?
Chandler: You're in my seat.
Joey: How is this your seat?
Chandler: Because I was sitting there.
Joey: But then you left.
Chandler: Well, it's not like I went to Spain. I went to the bathroom.