Phoebe: Hey. If we're not doing this together, we're not doing it at all. Say goodbye to your tickets.
All: No! No! No!
Phoebe: Do not come any closer.
Chandler: Can I come a little bit closer? Valuable things are getting squished.

Phoebe: Hello. This is the pigeon from the balcony calling to apologize. I shouldn't have knocked the tickets out of the pretty lady's hand. It was all my fault. Not hers. Bye. Coo.

Rachel: It is so unfair. It's like that time they promoted Saundra over me at work.
Chandler: Oh. Was she related to Ralph Lauren?
Rachel: No, she was just much better at her job than me.

Rachel: Why aren't you more excited?
Ross: Rach, gleba is not a word.
Rachel: Well, of course it is.
Ross: Okay. What does it mean?
Rachel: Well, I don't know all the words.
Ross: You know, I'm just glad I didn't miss my daughter's first word.
Rachel: Yes you did. Gleba is a word.
Ross: Okay. Use it in a sentence.
Rachel: Okay. Emma just said, "Gleba."
Ross: It's not a word.
Rachel: Okay, fine. I'm gonna look it up.
Ross: Okay, great. You know what, while you're at it, she said another word the other day.
Why don't you look up: [blows raspberry]

Rachel: Well, you know what? There was a little part of me that really thought we were gonna win.
Ross: Me too. So much for my dinosaur/Amelia Earhart theme park.

Phoebe: You guys, what was the Powerball number again?
Ross: Seven.
Phoebe: We won.
Rachel: What?
Phoebe: We won.
Monica: Let me see. Let me see.
Phoebe: Don't tear it.
Ross: Phoebe, you don't have any of the first five numbers.
Phoebe: I know that, but look, we got the Powerball number. We won $3!
Chandler: Wow, you think we should get that over twenty years or go for the big payout?
Phoebe: I don't care. I've never won anything before. I can't believe this.
Rachel: So, Pheebs, what are you gonna do with your $3?
Phoebe: Well, it's not all mine. We all get 50 cents.
Rachel: Aw. You know what? You can have mine.
Chandler: Me too.
Joey: Me too.
Monica: Me too.
Ross: Well, I guess if everybody else is.

Joey: Hey, guys. So I just called the Powerball hot line. Can you believe it? Nobody won.
Phoebe: Um, I beg to differ.
Gunther: Maybe nobody won the jackpot, but there was this guy in here earlier and he found a ticket on the street right outside and won $10,000.
Phoebe: Coo. Again, don't blame the pretty lady. It was not her fault. It was me, the pigeon. Coo. Seriously, stop staring at her.

Chandler: So now that you're in, what are you gonna do if we win?
Ross: I don't know. I'll probably just invest it.
Chandler: Ooh, calm down.
Joey: Seriously, that's your fantasy? To invest it?
Ross: Oh, I'm sorry. Did I say, "invest it"? I meant, "Be cool and piss it all away."

Rachel: All right. Believe me, if you win the lottery it's the last you're gonna hear from us.
Monica: Fine. Don't be my friends. I'll buy new friends. Yeah, and then I'll pay for their plastic surgery so they look just like you.

Joey: Monica? Hey, can I borrow the Porsche?
Monica: Okay.
Joey: All right.
Monica: But what is it not?
Joey: A place to entertain my lady friends.
Monica: And what else is it not?
Joey: A place to eat spaghetti.