Chandler: I didn't know Monica had these.
Joey: Mmm. Maybe she used them with another boyfriend. Maybe Richard.
Chandler: Why would she use them with Richard and not me? I can be kinky. I once did a naked danced for her with scarves.
Ross: Bumming hard, guys. Bumming hard.

Ross: Hey, where's Rach?
Joey: Oh, she's putting Emma down, she'll be over in a second. Now it just hit her that she's leaving and she's kind of emotional, so no one say anything to set her off, okay?
Monica: Hey, Rach, hey you.
Ross: Here she is.
Rachel: [emotionally] Hi, you guys.
Joey: What did I just say?

Rachel: Oh, Pheebs, I don't even know where to start.
Phoebe: Okay, well, before you do, I know we weren't supposed to get you "going away" presents, but I do have something for you.
Rachel: Oh, oh. What is it?
Phoebe: Well, it's cotton swab with a bit of my saliva on it. So that if they perfect the cloning process while you're over there, you can use the DNA to create your own Pheebs.
Rachel: I'm gonna throw this away, but thank you so much for the gesture.

Rachel: I love you, Phoebe.
Phoebe: I love you too. Please, please don't- Don't turn into, you know, French bitch!

Rachel: Monica?
Monica: Yeah?
Rachel: Can you come here with me for a minute?
Monica: Sure.
Phoebe: Are you wearing waterproof mascara?
Monica: No.
Phoebe: Oh, you're so screwed.

Ross: Hey, what's that all about?
Phoebe: She's gonna say goodbye to each of us individually.
Ross: Are you kidding? Oh, my God.
Phoebe: Yeah, I know, it's gonna be even worse for you. Ross, get ready to do some serious crying.
Ross: Oh, man, I'm not gonna be able to handle this. Now I know how my students feel at the end of each year. And why they act out by giving me such bad evaluations.

Ross: Oh, no, she took down Monica. And I'm the crier in the family.

Chandler: Well, if they are not Monica's and they're not yours, then whose are they?
Rachel: Well, I think you're forgetting the kinkiest former resident of that room.
Chandler: Pheebs!
Phoebe: Yeah!
Chandler: I think these are yours.
Phoebe: These are not mine. Look how flimsy they are. Come on. Good God. You try to hang a guy from a water pipe with these, they'll snap like a piece of licorice.

Monica: How was your night?
Erica: Oh, it was okay. I went to a movie with my cousin and then out for dinner. We went to this place that had- Ooh, hoo, ooh- Anyway, they had these really amazing cheeseburgers.
Monica: Erica, are you okay?
Erica: Yeah, you know, maybe I ate too much. I keep getting these stomach aches. They come and go like every few minutes.
Monica: Oh, my God!
Chandler: Relax. We'll just get her some antacids.

Rachel: Oh, honey-
Chandler: Let me just say something because once we get into this, I'm gonna get all uncomfortable and probably make some stupid joke. I just want to say that I- I love you. And, I'm gonna miss you. And I'm so sad that you're leaving.
Rachel: Oh, you know what? Let's not say anything else. I love you.
Chandler: Ooh, not so tight [fart noise]- I'm sorry, just give me one more chance.
Rachel: Okay.
Chandler: [imitates farting] I'm sorry. Just go. Just go. I can't.