Phoebe: Have you started thinking of names yet?
Rachel: Oh, yeah. I've come up with a bunch of ideas.
Ross: Really? Me too.
Phoebe: Me too.
Rachel: Really?
Phoebe: Uh-huh. If it's a girl, Phoebe. And if it's a boy, Pheebo.
Ross: Maybe.

Rachel: How about Dayton?
Ross: Veto. Stewart.
Ross: Veto.
Rachel: Sawyer.
Ross: Veto. Helen.
Rachel: Veto.
Phoebe: Is it me, or is Veto starting to sound really good?

Monica: Please try it for me. Come on, I used all my best stuff. I lit some candles, I put on some music. I used bath salts, plus bubble bath. And I got you this little plastic Navy ship. So it's a boy bath.
Chandler: Well, this does butch it up a bit.

Chandler: [inner monologue] All right, this isn't so bad. I like the flowery smell. Which is okay, because I've got my boat.
Monica: So?
Chandler: Oh, my God.
Monica: I told you you were a bath person. Hey, when you get out, maybe I can give you a facial.
Chandler: I'm gonna need a bigger boat.

Rachel: So, which of these babies do you think is the ugliest?
Ross: What? Rach, come on, that's terrible. They're babies. They're all beautiful.
Rachel: Third one from the left?
Ross: Yeah. Why is it staring at me? I think it knows I'm talking about it.

Ross: You're looking!
Rachel: I didn't!
Ross: I saw you!
Rachel: Fine, I did, but I didn't see anything, I swear.
Ross: Shame on you. Ugly baby judges you!

Rachel: It was just a momentary lapse.
Ross: Momentary lapse. Don't you have any self-control?
Rachel: Okay. A couple months late on the lecture, Ross.

Monica: I actually had the weirdest conversation with Joey. He was talking about rules and right and wrong.
Chandler: I had the exact same conversation.
Monica: You did? What was he talking about?
Chandler: I don't know. Joey hasn't had this much trouble getting out words since we saw him in "Macbeth".
Monica: That was a long night.

Chandler: What exactly did he say to you?
Monica: Okay. He was talking about rules-
Chandler: Uh-huh.
Monica: And looking at people differently.
Chandler: He didn't say anything about that to me.
Monica: What did he tell you?
Chandler: He was asking all these questions about you, me and London. And of course the glue that holds this all together, the rules.
Monica: Okay. So you, me and London. Looking at people differently. Maybe he wants to do what you and I did in London with someone.
Chandler: But what did he mean by "rules"?
Monica: Wait a minute. He stopped talking the minute Phoebe came in.
Chandler: Because he was looking at her differently.
Monica: And Phoebe is his friend. So he thinks that would be breaking the rules.
Chandler: My God, he wants to do it with Phoebe in London!

Monica: It's Joey.
Phoebe: Really? Joey? You don't say.
Monica: Would you be interested?
Phoebe: I don't know, I don't know. You know, I mean, on the one hand, "Mother, may I?" But, you know, on the other hand- No. No, I can't. We're friends. Oh, no. I don't wanna risk what we have.
Monica: I guess that makes sense. So, you think you're gonna talk to him?
Phoebe: Sure. Yeah. I mean, it's Joey. I don't want him to get hurt. Well, I must say, I am on fire! First Chandler, now Joey.
Monica: Not Chandler. Just Joey.
Phoebe: Sure.