Phoebe: You've really done this before?
Joey: Yeah, yeah. You just take a big, big swing, okay? Now, don't hold back.
Phoebe: Hey.
Chandler: Hey. What are you doing?
Phoebe: We're just celebrating that Joey got his health insurance back.
Chandler: Oh, all right.

Joey: Look, Estelle, you gotta get me some work. I lost my health insurance.
Estelle: All right, first thing we gotta do: damage control.
Joey: Why?
Estelle: Well, I think, uh, someone out there may have been bad-mouthing you all over town.
Joey: The bastard!

Rachel: Monica, which of all of this kitchen stuff is mine?
Monica: This bottle opener.
Rachel: And?
Monica: And it's a magnet.

Phoebe: Ross, I know what you're thinking.
Ross: What?
Phoebe: That she's going to move in with you, then maybe she'll fall in love with you, and then
when she finds out you're already married, oh she'll just be happy. You know? You're just very sad.

Monica: Hey, Rach, aren't these candlesticks mine?
Rachel: No, I bought those.
Monica: Oh, right. I forgot. That you're a liar.

Joey: Um, Ross, are there naked chicks on that piece of paper?
Ross: No. Why?
Joey: I've just never seen a guy stare so hard at a piece of paper that didn't have naked chicks on it.

Rachel: You know what might make it less boring?
Ross: Thank you.
Rachel: Some visual aids.
Joey: Ooh, ooh. You know what's a good visual aid?
Ross: Please don't say naked chicks.
Joey: Why not?

Rachel: Hey, Pheebs, you're still alive. How are you feeling?
Phoebe: Ugh, it's so exhausting waiting for death.

Phoebe: Can you do me a favor? Wake me up in a couple hours. You know, if you can.

Rachel: Oh, hey, look. There's some Kappa Kappa Deltas. I was a Kappa. Hey, sisters. Wow, we really are bitches.