Ross: Chandler, what about you?
Chandler: All right. Do you have any coconut-flavored deities?
Ross: No, but there's coconut in the Hanukkah Menorah-eos. I'll put you down for 8 boxes. One for each night.

Ross: But, you know, I'm sure that's not gonna happen this time.
Why don't I put you down for 3 Mint Treasures and a couple of Rudolphs?
Monica: No.
Ross: Oh, come on, now. You know you want them.
Monica: Don't do this.
Ross: I'll tell you what, I'll give you the first box for free.
Monica: Oh, God, I gotta go.
Ross: Come on. All the cool kids are eating them.

Gunther: And later, when you have a moment, I want to show you why we don't just trap spiders under coffee mugs and leave them there.

Chandler: How, exactly, are you pursuing that? Other than sending out resumes, like, what? Two years ago?
Rachel: Well, I'm also sending out ... good thoughts.

Rachel: I just don't want to be 30 and still work here.
Chandler: Yeah, that'd be much worse than being 28 and still working here.

Gunther: Remind me to review with you which pot is decaf and which is regular.
Rachel: Can't I just look at the handles on them?
Gunther: You would think.

Rachel: Gunther, you know what? I am a terrible waitress. Do you know why I'm a terrible waitress? Because I don't care. I don't care which pot is regular and which pot is decaf. I don't care where the tray spot is. I just don't care. This is not what I want to do. So I don't think I should do it anymore. I'm going to give you my week's notice.
Gunther: What?
Rachel: Gunther, I quit.

Monica: Ross, put me down for another box of the Mint Treasures, okay? Where are the Mint Treasures?
Ross: We're out. I sold them all.
Monica: What?
Ross: Monica, I'm cutting you off.
Monica: Just a couple more boxes. It's no big deal, all right? I'm cool. You gotta help me with a couple more boxes.
Ross: Mon, look at yourself. You have cookie on your neck.

Rachel: You know what? I'm just gonna call Gunther and tell him I'm not quitting.
Chandler: You don't want to give in to The Fear.
Rachel: You and your stupid Fear. I hate your Fear. I would like to take you and your Fear-
Joey: Hey, I got great news.
Chandler: Run, Joey, run for you life.

Phoebe: No, no. You don't want that one. No, no. You can have this cool brown one.
Customer: It's almost dead.
Phoebe: But that's why you have to buy it, to fulfill its Christmas destiny. Otherwise, they'll throw it into the chipper. Tell him.
Joey: Yeah, the trees that don't fulfill their Christmas destiny are thrown in the chipper.