Joey: Hey, how is New England not a state? They have a sports team.
Chandler: Does South Oregon have a sports team? There you go.

Monica: All right, I'm out of oven space, so I'm going to go turn on Joey's. Please, watch him. Do not let Joey eat any of the food.
Chandler: I am only one man.

Chandler: Joey, do not let Ross look at any maps or the globe in your apartment.
Joey: Don't worry, Chandler. It's not a globe of the United States.

Monica: Phoebe. Phoebe, open up. [dog barks]
Phoebe: There's no dog in here.
Chandler: Phoebe, we can hear the dog barking.
Phoebe: No, that's just me coughing. [Phoebe coughs, dog barks] Oh, good. There you are. Listen, I have a dog in my room.

Phoebe: Wait. [British accent:] Hello, my name is Klunkers. May I please stay with you nice people?

Ross: You're right. They are scary. [screams] She just ate a treat out of my hand!

Chandler: Now, I don't want to say this and I don't want you guys to hate me but I don't think I can be around that dog anymore, okay? So either the dog goes or I go. Huh. [silence] Oh, my God!

Ross: How can I not get this? I'm a college professor. I got 1450 on my SATs.
Monica: 1250.
Ross: Damn, I forgot you were here.

Tag: Thanks for talking to me.
Rachel: Come on, what are bosses for? Hug it out.
Joey: All right, he likes you back. Huh? Told you you should go for it.
Tag: What?
Joey: Street noise drown any of that out? No? All right, I'll see you later. Okay.

Tag: What did Joey say? I like you back?
Rachel: Yeah, well, see, Joey knows that I'm very insecure about my back. And you were hugging me so obviously you are not repulsed by it. Yeah!
Tag: Wait a minute, that doesn't make any sense.
Rachel: No?