Ross: Well, wait a minute. I mean, a couple of stupid boxes get wet, and she gets a Porsche?
Jack Geller: Why don't we take it for a spin?
Monica: All right.
Ross: What about me? I'm a medical marvel!

Phoebe: All right. Earl, let's just forget about the people at the office, okay? There's gotta be someone else in your life that's worth sticking around for. What about your family or friends? Or maybe a girlfriend?
Earl: Yeah, right.
Phoebe: Oh, sorry. Boyfriend?
Earl: Okay, I should probably be getting back to my thing now. See you.
Phoebe: No. I'm not finished yet. Don't you dare hang up on me!
Supervisor: The new girl's good.

Ross: I can't believe we have to say goodbye to the house we grew up in. Man, some stranger's gonna be living in my room.
Monica: Well, after fifteen years of Mom and Dad keeping it as a shrine to you, it's time the velvet ropes came down.