Ross: So he seems like a nice guy.
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah, I like him a lot.
Ross: You want to hang back and take our own cab?
Rachel: Yeah. Okay, otherwise I'm not going.

Parker: What a beautiful place. What a great night. I have to tell you, being here with all of you in Event Room C, I feel so lucky. Think of all the good times that happened here. The birthdays, the proms, the mitzvahs, both bar and bat! But none of it will compare with tonight. God, I don't want to forget this moment. It's like I want to take a mental picture of you all. Click.
Chandler: I don't think the flash went off.

Ross: I'm so glad we weren't in the car. Did he ever let up?
Monica: He called the Long Island Expressway a "concrete miracle."

Ross: This room. This night. That waiter. His shoes. I must take a mental picture. Ooh, sorry.
Phoebe: Were you guys making fun of Parker?
Ross: That depends. How much did you hear?

Monica: I feel terrible.
Joey: I know.
Ross: What was wrong with Mona?

Ross: What are you doing?
Rachel: What? I'm not you. This may be the only wedding I ever have. And I want it to be amazing.
Ross: Okay. Okay. Ooh, maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Rachel: Okay, Ross, it has to be realistic.

Rachel: And my veil was lace, made by blind Belgian nuns.
Female Guest: Blind?
Rachel: Well, not at first, but it was very intricate work. And they said even though they lost their sight, it was all worth it.
Aunt Lisa: Oh, I bet you looked beautiful.
Rachel: Well, I don't know about that. But there were some people that said I looked like a floating angel.

Female Guest: How did you propose?
Rachel: Oh, yeah, that's a great story.
Ross: Well, actually, I took her to the planetarium. That's where we had our first date. Uh, she walked in and I had the room filled with lilies, her favorite flower.
Aunt Lisa: That is so sweet!
Rachel: Shh, I want to hear the rest! Then Fred Astaire singing, "The Way You Look Tonight", came on the sound system and the lights came down. And I got on one knee and written across the dome, in the stars, were the words: "Will you marry me?" And the ring was the size of my fist.

Joey: Parker's a nice guy and I'd like to get to know him.
Phoebe: Well, you better do it now.
Joey: Why?
Phoebe: Because I'm gonna kill him.
Joey: What?
Phoebe: You guys were right. He's just too excited about everything. I mean, I'm all for living life, but this is the Gellers' 35th anniversary. Let's call a spade a spade. This party stinks.

Phoebe: You're right. He's just embracing life. We could all stand to be a little more like Parker. You know what? I am like him. I'm a sunny, positive person.
Joey: Actually, you have a little bit of an edge.
Phoebe: What's that now?