Monica: Chandler, I just figured out who you are.
Chandler: Can you figure out what I'm doing?
Monica: You're Louis Posen.
Chandler: Who?
Monica: He was my best friend in fifth grade. One day, I asked him to be my boyfriend and he said no. Do you know why?
Chandler: Because you kept talking to him while he was trying to go to the bathroom?

Joey: Great speech.
Ross: Yeah, it really was.
Rachel: Oh, thanks.
Ross: Okay, Phoebe, I guess you're next. Although I really don't see the point.
Phoebe: Okay. I can't believe that Monica and Chandler are getting married. I remember talking about this day with Rachel while we were showering together, naked.
Joey: And she's back in the game!

Rachel: Well, of course we'll help you decide. We will do anything we can to help you. Okay, now I'd like to make a toast. To the future Mrs. Chandler Bing, my best friend and truly one of the nicest people that-
Monica: Really not deciding.
Rachel: Fine.

Joey: I don't want to marry Chandler.
Rachel: Okay.
Joey: I've got cold feet.
Rachel: It's gonna be okay.
Joey: One man the rest of my life? I don't know if I can do it. This means I'll never get to sleep with Joey.

Phoebe: Rach, I think that you should be Monica's maid of honor.
Rachel: You do? Why?
Phoebe: Because I think it means more to you.
Rachel: But, Pheebs, honey, you earned it.
Phoebe: It's fine. I mean, this is something that you've been thinking about since you were, what, 14?
Rachel: No, I was 10. I just developed early.
Phoebe: Man alive!

Chandler: Die Hard, still great.
Joey: Yep. Hey, what do you say we make it a double feature?
Chandler: What else did you rent?
Joey: Die Hard 2.
Chandler: Joey, this is Die Hard 1 again.
Joey: Oh. Well, we watch it a second time and it's Die Hard 2.

Rachel: No way, Phoebe. I want to be Monica's.
Phoebe: Why does it even matter?
Rachel: Why does it matter to you?
Phoebe: Because this one is now. And it's two of our best friends. And who knows what you're gonna marry.
Rachel: What if I marry Ross? Or Joey?
Phoebe: [gasps] You wouldn't.

Monica: Hey, a weird thing happened at brunch. This woman overheard that I was marrying you and she wished me good luck.
Chandler: That's sweet.
Monica: No, it was more like a "good luck."
Chandler: So, what did this woman look like?
Monica: She was, like, 30, dark hair, attractive.
Chandler: Well, is there any chance you were looking into a bright, shiny thing called a mirror?

Chandler: Okay, is that her?
Monica: Oh, my God, yes! Who is she?
Chandler: Julie Graff, my camp girlfriend.
Monica: Did you break up with her?
Chandler: No, we're still together.

Monica: I really think you should apologize to Julie.
Chandler: Honey, are you kidding? That was like 16 years ago.
Monica: I know. But you know, it would make me feel better if Louis apologized to me.
Chandler: Okay, I will do it. But I have to warn you, this may make me a better person. And that is not the man you fell in love with.