Chandler: Monica, can I talk to you for a second? Listen, I appreciate you getting me the costume.
Rachel: Oh, you did this to him?
Monica: What? I thought he'd love it. His favorite kids book was "The Velveteen Rabbit."
Chandler: The Velveteen Rabbit rabbit was brown and white.
Monica: Well it was either a pink bunny, or no bunny at all.
Chandler: No bunny at all. Always no bunny at all!

Monica: Hey, Joey?
Joey: Yeah?
Monica: You read comic books, right?
Joey: Exclusively.
Monica: Who do you think would win in a fight, Catwoman or Supergirl?
Joey: Catwoman, hands down.
Monica: Yeah.
Joey: But between you and Phoebe? I'd have to give the edge to Phoebe.
Monica: What? Really?
Joey: Are you kidding? Phoebe lived on the street, okay? Plus, she's got this crazy temper. She's not standing right behind me, is she?
Monica: No, you're fine.

Monica: Hey, guys, guess what?
Ross: What?
Monica: I know it's last minute, but we've decided to have a Halloween party.
Phoebe: Oh, good.
Rachel: Great.
Monica: Yeah, and everyone has to wear costumes.
Joey: I can't make it.
Monica: Come on, it'll be fun.
Ross: Well, I'll be there. I mean, I have to wear a costume to all my classes that day anyway.
Rachel: Please tell me you're not gonna dress like a dinosaur.
Ross: Not two years in a row.

Joey: I'll come to the party, but I'm not dressing up.
Monica: You have to.
Joey: No way. Halloween is so stupid. Dressing up, pretending to be someone you're not.
Chandler: You're an actor.

Monica: You didn't dress up either?
Joey: Yes, I did. I'm Chandler. Dude, what happened?
Chandler: How is that me?
Joey: Okay, ahem. I'm Chandler. [groans]
Phoebe: That is so you.
Chandler: When have I ever done that?
Joey: When have I ever done that? [groans]

Kid: Trick or treat.
Rachel: Oh, you're just the prettiest ballerina I've ever seen.
Kid: Thank you.
Rachel: Oh, wow. That deserves another piece of candy.
Kid: Thank you.
Rachel: Well, I have to say, that earns "two-two" pieces of candy.
Kid: I love you!
Rachel: Oh, oh. Honey, here, take all of this. Monica? We need more candy.
Monica: What? There's only been, like, four kids.
Rachel: Yeah, I know. But one of them just said she loved me, so I gave her everything.
Phoebe: No wonder you're pregnant.

Monica: What are you supposed to be?
Ross: Remember the Russian satellite, Sputnik? Well, I'm a potato. Or a "spud". And these are my antenna. So Sputnik becomes...? Spud-nik! Spud-nik!
Chandler: Wow. I don't have the worst costume anymore.

Joey: Hey, all right. Ross came as doodie.
Ross: No, I'm not doodie.
Monica: No, space-doodie.

Monica: Well, do you think I could take Rachel?
Joey: I'm not sure.
Monica: What? Come on, I am tough. Punch me right here, as hard as you can.
Joey: Would you relax? What are you taking this so seriously for? It doesn't matter.
Monica: Really? Okay, well what would you say if I told you Ross or Chandler could beat you up?
Joey: I would say, "Woman, please."

Mona: Wait. You're a potato?
Ross: Well, I'm a spud?
Mona: And the antenna... Oh, my God, you're Spud-nik!
Ross: Yes.
Chandler: Marry her.