Ross: [on the phone] Yes, hello. I have a question. I used your pen to draw on my friend's face.
A beard and a mustache. [laughs] Thank you. No, she didn't think so. I know. It's like- Anyway, makeup didn't cover it, we've tried everything and nothing's worked. What do we do? Yeah. Uh-huh. Yeah. Oh, okay. Okay. Thank you. [hangs up] Yeah, it's not coming off.
Rachel: What? What else did he say?
Ross: He said he thought I was funny.

Rachel: I need a drink.
Ross: Oh, you know they really overcharge you for that stuff. But who cares, because it's all on me.

Monica: What did you say?
Chandler: You roll another hard eight and we get married here tonight.
Monica: You serious?
Chandler: Yes. I love you. I've never loved anybody as much as I love you.
Monica: I've never loved anybody as much as I love you.
Chandler: Okay. So if an eight comes up, we take it as a sign and we do it. What do you say?
Monica: Okay.
Chandler: All right. Hard eight.
Chandler: Okay, that's a four. And where's the other one?
Drunken Gambler: It went under the table.
Monica: Okay, nobody move. You look that way, I look this way.
Chandler: Okay. Here it is, here it is.
Monica: That could be 4 or 5. It's your call.
Chandler: It's a four.
Monica: I think so too.

Phoebe: Oh, well, lost again. That's it. You and me. Outside!
Lurker: I wouldn't want you to lose a chunk of that pretty blond hair!

Rachel: Hello, Vegas? We would like more alcohol. And you know what else? We would like some more beers. Hello? Oh, I forgot to dial.
[knock at the door]
Ross: That must be our alcohol and beers.

Joey: Look, I need some help, okay? Someone has got to help convince my hand twin to cooperate.
Ross: I'll do it. Hey, whatever you need me to do, I'm your man. [Ross tries to sit down on nothing, falls over] Whoa, whoa. Are you okay?
Joey: Yeah, fine. Thanks.

Joey: Hey, Rach, how you doin'?
Rachel: I'm doing good, baby. How you doin'?
Joey: Ross, don't let her drink anymore.

Monica: I can't get married until I something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue.
Chandler: Okay, okay. Here's something blue and new.
Monica: You are so efficient. I love you.
Chandler: Let's go.
Monica: No, no, no. Wait. We need something old.
Chandler: Okay. I have a condom in my wallet that I've had since I was twelve.
Monica: That'll work.
Chandler: I don't think so.

Monica: Okay, now we just need something borrowed.
Chandler: Okay. Here, just take this.
Monica: That's stealing.
Chandler: We'll bring it back. Just put it under your dress.
Monica: [feeling her bump] Aww.
Chandler: Okay. One thing at a time.

Security Guard: Didn't I just throw you out?
Phoebe: No, you threw out Phoebe. I'm Regina Phalange. Phalange.
Security Guard: Come on, lady.