Phoebe: What's in the bag?
Chandler: Oh, I figured you guys would all be mad at me so I got gifts that I found on the side of the road. Who wants a teddy bear with one leg?
Phoebe: I do!

Monica: My pillow's all wet.
Rachel: Well, you said it was practice.
Monica: Why did you move?
Rachel: Because I knew you were lying.

Rachel: Oh, my God. You really are freakishly strong.

Monica: Damn, it's empty.
Rachel: Well, you know, if Joey and Chandler walked in now, we could make a fortune.

Chandler: How am I gonna apologize to him if he won't even talk to me?
Monica: Maybe you should send him something. So when he gets to Las Vegas, he'll know that you're sorry.
Chandler: That's a good idea. I wonder where I could get a basket of porn?
Phoebe: Oh, no. Don't say I'm sorry with porn.

Joey: Hey, Monica, it's Joey.
Monica: Hey, Joey. Aww, you remember me even though you're a big star.
Joey: Come on. It'll be years before I forget you.

Joey: Enjoy your stay at Caesars. We hope it's toga-rific. Ugh. Kill me. Kill me now.

Joey: Man, I'm getting pretty tired. You might have to take over soon.
Chandler: We've been driving for a half-hour. And you haven't looked at the road once.
Joey: Don't worry. It's out there.

Joey: Anyone wanna say goodbye to me at the car?
Rachel: Oh, honey, I'll say goodbye to you at the car if you don't mind the pus.
Joey: See you.
Rachel: But wait a minute. The pus is good. It means it's healing.

Ross: Well, whatever it is, I am very, very sorry. Okay?
Phoebe: Apology accepted.
Ross: So we're good? I'll see you later, okay?
Phoebe: Bye, fat-ass.