Phoebe: No, no. Her cab. She probably won't be using it. You could drive it to Las Vegas.
Joey: All right. Thanks, Pheebs.
Chandler: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are we gonna do about my job?
Joey: Oh, uh, not go.
Chandler: Oh, great. Road trip, baby.

Chandler: Is this okay with you?
Monica: Chandler, you don't have to ask for my permission. [quietly] You can go.
Chandler: Thank you.

Ross: Hey.
Phoebe: Urgh, this guy again.

Rachel: Oh, my God. What does that thing do?
Monica: That's an eye removal machine.
Rachel: Okay, I am out of here.
Monica: I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

Joey: I wish Ross was coming with us. I'll miss him.
Phoebe: Thanks. I just got that jerk out of my mind.

Ross: Will you please tell me what it is that made you so mad at me?
Phoebe: I don't know. I don't remember.
Ross: If you can't remember, can't we just forget about this?
Phoebe: Oh, no. I am mad at you. I know that much. But I am sorry about the fat-ass thing because you actually have a very sweet, little heinie.

Joey: Maybe I just need lunch. You wanna eat? My treat.
Chandler: Isn't that Ross's money?
Joey: Yeah. Ross's treat.

Joey: Would you rather be too wet or too dry?
Chandler: Too dry.
Joey: Do you believe in ghosts?
Chandler: No.
Joey: Is this movie going to be my big break?
Chandler: No.
Joey: What?
Chandler: Yes.
Joey: Dude, you said, no.
Chandler: I also said, yes.
Joey: You don't think this is going to be a big break for me?
Chandler: No.

Chandler: Look, I just don't want you to get your hopes up too high.
Joey: What are you talking about? I'm the lead in a movie.
Chandler: They're not even paying you. This doesn't sound even like a real movie.

Rachel: Ooh, did you beat him at a board game? He's turns into such a baby when he starts to lose.
Ross: Okay, I'm the baby. [Ross puts his finger close to his eye]
Rachel: Hey! Stop it!