Phoebe: Why do you get to answer the door?
Rachel: Why shouldn't I?
Phoebe: Because it's my apartment.
Rachel: Then I get to give him the phone.
Phoebe: Okay. Good luck explaining all the calls to China.

Phoebe: What do we do?
Rachel: I don't know.
Phoebe: Can you believe this? We were waiting for a hot guy and then an even hotter one shows up.
Rachel: I know- What?
Phoebe: Rachel, listen if you let me have him, then I will really owe you one.
Rachel: All right. All right, Phoebe, I will let you have him. But you owe me. You owe me big.

Cecilia Monroe: That was so wonderful. I think that you're a better Jessica than I ever was.
Joey: Oh, no.
Cecilia Monroe: Well, of course not, but you were very good.

Monica: We thought one of you could read something during the ceremony.
Rachel: Oh, I would love to read a poem.
Chandler: Do you think you could get through a poem?
Rachel: [crying] It'll be a short one.
Monica: Okay, so Ross will be doing the reading.

Rachel: Okay look, I have an idea. Why don’t we- Why don’t we see what kind of numbers he has on his speed dial, and then from that we can tell who has more in common with him. And then whoever does gets the phone.
Phoebe: Or, we can decide by whose ever name is closer to the word phone.
Rachel: I don’t think so.
Phoebe: Fine. All right. But I bet you'd be singing another tune if we were fighting over a ratchet.

Rachel: Why do you get the story?
Phoebe: I don't know. I haven't been out on a date in so long.
Rachel: Phoebe, you had a date three days ago.
Phoebe: That wasn't a date. That was just friends getting together and having sex.

Phoebe: No way. You just broke up with Tag a week ago.
Rachel: Yeah, and until now, I didn't think I would love again.