Mr. Zelner: May I help you?
Ross: Yeah, I'm a friend of Rachel Green's. Um, actually we met at the Christmas party about two years ago.
Mr. Zelner: Oh, right. Um, Don?
Ross: Close. Ron.

Mr. Zelner: What can I do for you?
Ross: Um, well I'm here to see if you'll give Rachel her job back.
Mr. Zelner: Ah, did she ask you to come here and do this?
Ross: Oh, no. First I have to get you to agree. Then we'll see if she wants to come back.
Mr. Zelner: Wow, that is tempting.
Ross: Look, she loved her job here. And let's face it you're not gonna find anyone who did it as well as she did it. Isn't that true?
Mr. Zelner: She is good.
Ross: Huh, I took a shot there.

Mr. Zelner: You can really arrange that?
Ross: You let Rachel come back, and it's done.
Mr. Zelner: Well, I guess having Rachel back wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.
Ross: Yeah. Yes. Thank you. This is great. Thank you so much. And I swear, your kid is going to have the time of his life.
Mr. Zelner: That's great. I worry about little Ross. He's always reading, he's collecting rocks and he's obsessed with dinosaurs.
Ross: He'll be fine.

Phoebe: Everything okay?
Joey: I'm just mad at my agent.
Phoebe: Estelle? Why?
Joey: There's a part in this TV movie that I would be perfect for and I didn't even be put up for it. She better have a good reason.
Phoebe: I'm guessing she does.

Joey: Hello?
Phoebe: [as Estelle] Joey, it's Estelle.
Joey: I was just gonna call you. That's weird.
Phoebe: It's a little coincidental, but believable. Listen, I'm sure you're wondering why I didn't get you an audition for that TV movie.
Joey: Yeah, actually I am.
Phoebe: I guess I dropped the ball there. Whoopsie!
Joey: That's it? You know, it seems all you do lately is drop the ball.
Phoebe: Don't take that tone with me. Who you think you are? Alan Lemon, the first black man to fly solo across the Atlantic?
Joey: No, no, look. All I'm saying is that you're my agent, okay? And you're not getting me into any auditions and I'm tired of it.
Phoebe: What are you saying?
Joey: I'm saying that this isn't working for me anymore, okay? Estelle, you're fired. Goodbye.
Phoebe: Man, tough week for Estelle.

Rachel: Oh, you're not gonna believe what happened to me today. Ralph Lauren called, and gave me my job back.
Ross: No!
Rachel: Yeah, I mean, it was the weirdest thing. They fired me and then out of nowhere they just hire me back. I mean, that place must have been falling apart without me.
Ross: So, you're not going to Paris?
Rachel: No, I'm still going.
Ross: Wh- Wh- What?
Rachel: Well, when the Louis Vuitton people found out that Ralph Lauren wanted me back, they offered me more money! Isn't that great?
Ross: Yay!

Monica: Ours is so much better. This living room is smaller. The dining room looks like a cave. What a hole!
Ellen: So? What do you think?
Monica: Love it!
Ellen: Well, we already have one offer on it and I think the lady upstairs is going to make another one.
Monica: They could be our neighbors, what are they like?
Ellen: Oh, the woman upstairs is very nice. She and her husband have two kids, he's on Wall Street and she-
Janice: Oh, my God!
Chandler: Sure.

Phoebe: Hey Joey, want come with me to- Are you okay?
Joey: Yeah, I just- I just feel bad about firing Estelle. This has got to be killing her.
Phoebe: No, that wouldn't kill her. A coronary embolism might.

Joey: I don't know. She's got to be taking it hard, I was like her only client. Except for this guy who eats paper. And I'm guessing he eats more money than he makes.

Joey: Look, I know she's not a great agent, but she did stick with me for ten years. I'm gonna call her and hire her again.
Phoebe: No, no, no. Don't call her. You wait for her to call you.
Joey: Why?
Phoebe: Because patience is the road to understanding. Which is the key to a happy heart.
Joey: You blow me away.