‘The One with the Late Thanksgiving’
Season 10, Episode 8 - Aired November 20, 2003
When Monica chooses not to host an elaborate Thanksgiving dinner this year, her friends beg her to change her mind. After Monica relents and prepares a huge feast, her friends show up late.
Quote from Joey
Rachel: Why don't we play rock, paper, scissors, and whoever loses, goes in first.
Joey: All right, I'm in.
Rachel: Ready.
Joey: Ha, ha! I win.
Ross: What is that?
Joey: That's fire. It beats everything.
Phoebe: Oh, really? Does it beat water balloon?
Joey: Well played, Phoebe Buffay. Well played.
Quote from Ross
Phoebe: It's locked.
Ross: What? Oh, sure, now they lock it. But when they're having sex on the couch, it's like: "Come on in, my butt is surprisingly hairy!"
Quote from Chandler
Rachel: All right, you guys, we're so sorry we're late. Please let us in so we can have dinner together.
Monica: No, everything's cold. The turkey's dried out and the stuffing's all soggy.
Chandler: Yeah, and there's a bowl of cranberry sauce that's- What happens to cranberry sauce?
Monica: Nothing, it's fine.
Chandler: Oh, thank God.
Quote from Ross
Ross: Come on, you guys, we're sorry. Our subway broke down.
Chandler: That's a lie! You went to the game. I can see Joey's hand.
Ross: For the love of God, take it off!
Quote from Joey
Ross: How are we gonna decide who gets this?
Joey: Water balloon!
Quote from Chandler
Rachel: I just remembered, we do have something to eat. Monica put something in our oven this morning.
Monica: You touch that, and you will be sorry.
Chandler: Guys, I'd listen to her. The vein is bigger than I've ever seen it.
Quote from Chandler
Rachel: Oh, my God, it's Brussels sprouts!
Ross: That's worse than no food.
Chandler: Ha, ha. All you got was Monica's stinky Brussels sprouts.
Monica: Stinky?
Chandler: Please let me stay on this side of the door.
Quote from Rachel
Monica: Okay, you two go get the dessert, and I'll let you in.
Rachel: Dessert?
Monica: Yeah, I asked you and Phoebe to pick up the pies. You did remember, right?
Phoebe: Pies. Oh, we thought you said "prize." Here.
Monica: "Grand Supreme Little Darling"?
Rachel: Congratulations!
Quote from Ross
Phoebe: Come on, you guys, let's just do our own Thanksgiving.
Rachel: Yeah, I'll cook.
Ross: Yeah, let's go out.
Quote from Chandler
Joey: I'm stuck.
Monica: Joey, that is not gonna work.
Joey: No, seriously. I'm really wedged in here.
Phoebe: I'll pull you through.
Joey: Okay. [screaming] Stop, stop, I'm worried about damaging my head.
Chandler: It's a little late for that.