Phoebe: Hey, the wedding is so close. Are you getting nervous?
Monica: Yeah, but a part of me also can't wait till it's over. Chandler and I have a pact not to have sex again until the wedding.
Ross: A "no sex" pact, huh? I actually have one of those going on with every woman in America.

Monica: Hey, Cousin Cassie's coming to stay with us for a few days.
Ross: Cassie? I haven't seen her in, like, forever. I wonder if she still carries that Barbie everywhere she goes?
Monica: Ross, she's 25 years old.
Ross: So what? I still have- You're probably right.

Monica: What'd you decide to do about the movie?
Joey: I don't know. It's not like it's porn. This is a serious, legitimate movie. You know, the nudity's really important to the story.
Monica: That's what you say about porn.

Joey: It sounds really great. My character's Catholic. He falls in love with a Jewish girl. We run away together and get caught in this big rainstorm. We go into a barn, and undress each other and hold each other. It's really sweet and tender.
Monica: Plus, everyone's going to see your thing.

Chandler: I'm so glad we decided not to sleep together before the wedding.
Monica: Oh, boy. Me too.
Chandler: You know, I was thinking, say we had a big fight, and broke up for a few hours.
Monica: Yeah?
Chandler: Technically, we could have sex again. What do you think, bossy and domineering?
Monica: The wedding is off, sloppy and immature.
Chandler: That's me. Come on.

Monica: We can't. Cassie's in the guest room. We're going to lunch.
Chandler: Well, get rid of her, obsessive and shrill.
Monica: Shrill? The wedding is back on.

Monica: Cassie needs to stay at your place.
Ross: Why?
Monica: Because "Pervie Perverson" here can't stop staring at her.
Ross: What? Chandler, she's our cousin.
Chandler: I was not staring at her. I was just listening intently. It's called being a good conversationalist. Watch. Say something.
Monica: You were staring about eight inches south of there.

Phoebe: Look at what I got. It's her address book. We have a guest list. Ah.
Rachel: Oh, my God, you're amazing. Did you just pull that out of her purse?
Phoebe: Uh-huh. And a little seed money for the party.

Cassie: Hey, Ross. It's been so long. Last time I saw you you were setting up your tent in line for Return of the Jedi.
Ross: So you did see me that day. Because it seemed like you didn't.

Cassie: I guess the last time we really hung out was when our parents rented that beach house together.
Ross: Oh, remember the time I pinned you down and tickled you until you cried? We're probably too old to do that now.