Monica: Ross, foot on the floor or come over no more.
Ross: Sure, your dresser is missing, but this she notices.

Ross: I have to go. Carol should be home by now, so.
Chandler: How's it going with you guys?
Ross: Better, actually. You know, I think I finally figured out why we're having so much trouble.
Phoebe: Oh, really?
Ross: Yeah. You know how I have you guys? She doesn't have any close friends that are just hers. But last week, she met this woman at the gym, "Susan" something. And they really hit it off, and I think it's gonna make a difference.

Chandler: So, Eric, what kind of photography do you do?
Eric: Oh, mostly fashion. So there may be models here sometimes. I hope that's cool.
Chandler: Yes, that is cool. Because I have models here, you know ... never.

Eric: During the summer I spend most weekends at my sister's beach house, which you're welcome to use. Although I should tell you, she's a porn star.
Chandler: Well, I still have one more person to meet. But unless it turns out to be your sister, I think your chances are pretty good.

Monica: Table's free. Rack them up. Back in a minute. Get ready for me to whip your butt.
Chandler: Okay, but after that, we're shooting some pool.

Rachel: I mean, how hard is it to get a couple of drinks right, huh?

Rachel: What do you think? [showing Monica her engagement ring]
Monica: Oh, my God. You can't even see where the Titanic hit it.

Rachel: Listen, can we please have lunch the next time I'm in the city?
Monica: That'd be great. Okay.
Rachel: Thanks. Bye.
Monica: Bye. Ten bucks says I never see that woman again in my life.

Ross: No, honey, really. It's fine. Just go with Susan. Really, I think- I think girls' night out is a great idea.
Phoebe: What are they doing?
Ross: I don't know. Something girly.

Monica: What are you doing with the lamp?
Phoebe: I'm just taking it to get rewired.
Monica: Well, don't take it where you took the stereo. They've had that thing for over a week.