Chandler: So you must be going somewhere fancy to celebrate?
Phoebe: Uh-huh. A Knicks game.
Joey: Aren't you a little overdressed?
Phoebe: Hey, you know what, I've never had a one-year anniversary before so no matter where we go, I'm wearing something fancy and I'm gonna put on my finest jewelry and we're gonna have sex in a public restroom.

Monica: You guys do that? Chandler won't even have sex in our bathroom.
Chandler: That's where people make number two.

Charlie: So, you know, I have a little time if you want to-
Ross: Oh. Oh. I'd love to, but I really have to grade these papers.
Charlie: Oh. Fine. It's fine. I'll just shower by myself.
Ross: B. B. B. B. B.
Charlie: Ross, you gave a B to a Pottery Barn catalog.
Ross: Well, it had some good ideas. Take off your shirt.

Ross: Hi, Rachel. Here's your sister Amy. She thinks I need pec implants.

Rachel: Amy? Hi. Wow. You remember Joey.
Amy: Yeah. Hey, sure. The Days of our Lives guy.
Joey: That's right, yeah.
Amy: You are not good.
Joey: Always nice to meet a fan.

Amy: God so beautiful.
Rachel: I know, isn't she?
Amy: No, I was talking about your bedding.

Rachel: All right, what's your news, Amy?
Amy: Well I'm getting married.
Rachel: Wow. Oh, my God. To who?
Amy: This guy. He has a killer apartment.
Rachel: And?
Amy: And it's on Fifth. And the elevator opens up right into the living room.
Rachel: No, what's he like?
Amy: Oh, he's okay. Do you remember my old boyfriend Mark?
Rachel: Yeah.
Amy: It's his dad.
Rachel: Wow, so he's gotta be-
Amy: Old? Yeah. But he travels a lot, so he's hardly ever there.
Rachel: Sweetie, I gotta tell you, it sounds a little bit like you like the apartment more than you like-
Amy: Myron. Yeah, I told you he was old.

Rachel: Honey, you know I once also almost married somebody that I didn't love. Do you remember Barry?
Amy: Remember him? God, we used to make out all the time after you went to sleep.
Rachel: Sometimes just nodding is okay.

Mike: This has been the best year- [crowd gets loud] This has been the best year of my life.
Phoebe: Me too! I never thought I could love someone this much!
Mike: I feel the same way!
Phoebe: You're so generous and kind, [crowd quietens down] and you're amazing in bed! It's our anniversary.

Announcer: Knicks fans, please turn your attention to the big screen on the scoreboard. Someone has a special question to ask.
Phoebe: Oh. How lame. It's so tacky and impersonal.
Mike: Really?
Phoebe: Oh, it's the worst way to propose.
Mike: Excuse me.