Rachel: We're okay, aren't we? No, we're not okay. We're not okay. There's a bump. There's a bump.
Monica: What bump? Oh, my God. Well, push it in. Push it in.
Rachel: I cannot push it in.

Monica: Okay, we're gonna need a distraction.
Rachel: That's it.
Monica: I got it. The second Ross walks in, I want you to take him to your bedroom and do whatever you do that makes him go "rheeeee!"

Joey: You wanna get her something special? Get her flowers. Get her candy. Get her gum. Girls love gum.
Chandler: That's a good idea. "Dear Janice, have a Hubba-Bubba birthday."

Joey: Hey. You know how we save all those chopsticks for no reason when we get Chinese food?
Chandler: Yeah.
Joey: Well, now we got a reason.
Chandler: What?
Joey: We're fashioning a very long poking device.

Joey: You okay? You wanna come poke a nude guy?

Ross: Come on, Pheebs, you didn't kill anybody. These people just happened to die when you went to the dentist. It's just a coincidence.
Phoebe: Well, tell that to them. Oh, you can't! They're dead!

Rachel: Joey, if you know about this, you have to tell him.
Joey: It'll kill him. I mean, it'll just kill him.
Phoebe: Well, you could wait till I go to the dentist, maybe I'll kill him.

Ross: Okay, I have a problem. I have to go into work for a few hours. Some kids messed up the Homo sapien display.
Joey: What did they do?
Ross: Well, they painted over the word "sapien," for one thing. Then they rearranged the figures. Let's just leave it at that.

Chandler: Hey, hold on a second. Hold on a second. Do you think these pearls are nice?
Joey: I'd prefer a mountain bike.

Joey: I'm not wrong. I wish I was. I'm sorry. Bet that barium enema doesn't sound so bad now.