Monica: All right, look, Ross. I realize you have issues with Carol and Susan, and I feel for you. I really do. But if you don't help me cook, I'm gonna take a bunch of those hot dogs and create a new appetizer called "Pigs In Ross."

[Classical music starts playing]
Phoebe: [unwraps a sweet, people look at her. As Mrs. Adelman:] Butterscotch? No one? All right, you'll be sorry later.

Joey: How's that pig-in-the-blanket working out for you? I wrapped those bad boys.

Rachel: Okay, who ordered what?
Ross: Oh, I believe I had the half-drunk cappuccino with the lipstick on the rim.
Chandler: Yes, and this with the cigarette butt in it, is that decaf?

Carol: I think we're calling off the wedding.
Monica: You're still gonna pay me, right? Or something a little less selfish.

Rachel: There she is. Mom.
Mrs. Green: Hey, sweetie. So this is where you work? Oh, it's wonderful. Is it a living room? Is it a restaurant? Who can tell? Well, I guess that's the fun.
Rachel: Pretty much.

Rachel: Here, meet my friends.
Mrs. Green: Monica, you look gorgeous. Oh, my. The last time I saw you, it was eat or be eaten.

Phoebe: I miss Rose.
Chandler: Oh, yeah?
Phoebe: I know it's kind of weird, but she was a big part of my life there. You know, I don't know, I feel kind of alone.
Woman: You know, I couldn't help overhearing what you just said. I think it's time for you to forget about Rose, move on with your life. How about we go get you a drink?
Phoebe: Okay. So nice.

Rachel: Hey, Mom, having fun?
Mrs. Green: Am l! I just danced with a wonderfully large woman. And three other girls made eyes at me over at the buffet. Oh, I'm not saying it's something I wanna pursue but it's nice to know I have options.
Rachel: There's more alcohol, right?

Susan: How you doing?
Ross: Okay.
Susan: You did a good thing today.
Ross: Meh.
Susan: You wanna dance?
Ross: No, that's fine.
Susan: Come on. I'll let you lead.