Monica: Okay, it's 2100 hours. Time for your toasts.
Mike: Do I have a minute to go to the bathroom?
Monica: You had a bathroom break at 2030. Pee on your own time, Mike.

Rachel: Joey, listen, this is gonna be bridesmaid central, all right? We're gonna have hair and makeup going on in the bathroom. Okay, and I had to move a couple things in the fridge to make room for the corsages.
Joey: Oh, Man! I wouldn't have had breakfast if I knew there was gonna be corsages.

Monica: Hi. About last night, I know you're under a lot of stress, and- Well, even though the things you said hurt me a little bit- Uh, y point is- Well, I'm willing to take my job back.
Phoebe: Oh, well, that's okay. I think you and I will do much better if you're just here as a bridesmaid.
Monica: Oh, is that so? Okay. If that's really what you want, then here. I give you the headset.
Phoebe: Oh.
Monica: Well, I don't really wanna give you the headset. I guess if you're taking over, then you should probably return these messages.
Phoebe: Whoa. This is a lot.
Monica: Uh-huh. But I'm sure you can handle this. I mean, I have won awards for my organizational skills. But I'm sure you'll do fine.
Phoebe: You've won awards?
Monica: Uh-huh. I printed them out on my computer.

Rachel: Listen. Listen. Whoever you pick is gonna walk down the aisle with you. Now, I promise I won't say a word. But if you pick Chandler, he's gonna be whispering stupid jokes in your ear the whole time.
Rachel: Oh, you are the lesser of two evils.
Ross: Yes, yes!

Phoebe: Sven, I don't understand what you're saying. What is wrong with the flowers? "Lorkins"? What the hell are "lorkins"?
Monica: I know.
Mike: Hey.
Phoebe: Listen, Mike, if you were Swedish and you were saying the word "lorkins," what flower would that be?
Mike: Orchids?
Phoebe: Right there! That's why I'm marrying you.

Chandler: Hey, can I talk to you about this groomsman thing. If you pick Ross, he'll walk you down the aisle just fine. But if you choose me you'll be getting some comedy.
Rachel: Even so ... I think I'm gonna pick Ross.
Chandler: Let me tell you why you need to pick me. See, when I was a kid, you know, I was always left out of everything, you know, and it really made me feel insecure. I was always picked last in gym, even behind that big fat exchange student who didn't even know the rules to baseball. I mean, this guy would strike out and then run to third. Anyway, if I'm the only one left out of this wedding I just know that all those feelings are gonna come rushing back.
Rachel: All right, fine, I pick you.
Chandler: Yes! Make "groom" for Chandler.
Rachel: Oh, my.

Phoebe: No, we're gonna do it my way. Because your way is stupid. All right, I got to go. I have another call, Reverend.

Monica: Okay, people, we are back in business! [to the headset] Oh, God, I have missed you so much.

Monica: Okay, it's zero hour. All teams execute on my count. Let's get this bad boy on the road!
Chandler: Is it okay I want you to wear that headset in bed tonight?
Monica: I have you scheduled for nudity at 2300 hours.
Chandler: Oh, yeah.

Chandler: Wow. Aren't you gonna be cold?
Phoebe: I don't care. I'll be my "something blue."