Ross: Happy Monica's Night.
Rachel: Well, thank you. You too. Can you believe this? Can you believe they are actually getting married?
Ross: Well, sure, but I get married all the time.

Joey: They break your heart, don't they?
Phoebe: You know, I don't really need their permission.
Joey: Yeah, if you want to sing at their wedding, well you sing at their wedding.
Phoebe: Yeah, and if you want to look 19, then you- You got to do something about your eyes.
Joey: What? What's wrong with my eyes?
Phoebe: They give you away. There's just too much wisdom in there. Just put some tea bags on them for like 15 minutes.
Joey: And that'll get rid of my wisdom?
Phoebe: Maybe just 10 minutes for you.

Ross: And Rachel, what can I say? You missed your chance. From now on, the only person who's going to enjoy these bad boys is me.

Joey: 'Sup? 'Sup, dude?
Chandler: Take whatever you want, just please don't hurt me.
Joey: So you playing a little PlayStation, huh? That's whack. PlayStation is whack. 'Sup with the whack PlayStation, 'sup?

Joey: I can't stay too long. I gotta get up early for a commercial audition tomorrow. I gotta look good. I'm supposed to be playing a 19-year-old. What?
Chandler: So when you said get up early, did you mean 1986?

Joey: Come on, am I 19 or what?
Chandler: Yes, on a scale from one to ten, ten being the dumbest a person can look, you are definitely 19.

Chandler: You've had a lot of sex, right?
Joey: When, today? Some, not a lot.
Chandler: It's just, the reason I am asking is because I had kind of a- I was unable to- I really wanted to, but I couldn't- There was an incident.
Joey: Don't worry about that, man. That happens.
Chandler: It's happened to you?
Joey: Yeah, once.
Chandler: Well, what'd you do?
Joey: I did it anyway.

Ross: Hey, what's going on? I found a note on my door, "Come to Monica's quick. Bring champagne and a Three Musketeers bar"?
Joey: Yeah, I'll take that.

Monica: I'm getting married! I'm gonna be a bride!
Man: Shut up.
Monica: No, I will not shut up, because I'm engaged!
[indistinct yelling]
Monica: Oh, big talk, huh. Why don't you come over here and say that to me, buddy? My fiancee will kick your ass. Come on, apartment 20, apartment 20.
Chandler: Okay. You get her in here, you bolt the door, I'll be in the closet.

Phoebe: So have you decided on a band for the wedding, because you know I'm kind of musical.
Rachel: Pheebs, honey, she just got engaged a couple of hours ago, I doubt she's even had time to think-
Phoebe: Oh, speaking of chiming in, remember the time you burned down my apartment?
Rachel: Yeah, you're on your own.