Chandler: They are totally ripping us off.
Ross: Dude, don't worry about it. I know how we can make your money back. This is a nice hotel. You know, plenty of amenities. We just load up on those. Like those apples. Instead of taking one I take six.
Chandler: Great. At $100 an apple, we're there.
Ross: Come on, you get the idea. You know, we'll make our money back in no time.
Chandler: Dude, you're shaking.
Ross: I think it's the sugar. Could you hold the apple?

Joey: Anyway, I started on what I'm gonna say for the ceremony. You want to hear it?
Monica: Yeah.
Joey: Listen, this is just the first draft, so... "We are gathered here today on this joyous occasion to celebrate the special love that Monica and Chandler share." Eh? "It is a love based on giving and receiving as well as having and sharing. And the love that they give and have is shared and received. And through this having and giving and sharing and receiving, we too can share and love and have and receive."
Chandler: [to Monica] Should we call the spitter?

Rachel: Well, now that everybody has ordered, I would like to start the celebration and make a toast to Phoebe. She dropped her sock.
Phoebe: Aw. What?
Rachel: No. No, Emma dropped her sock.
Monica: Mom's here? I wanted to have lunch with her today. She told me she was out of town.
Rachel: Ross, she still has not noticed that the baby's sock is on the ground.
Phoebe: It's a good toast.
Rachel: Look, will you please get her attention?
Ross: Oh. Mommy? Mother. [mouths] Sock.
Phoebe: Oh, for God's sake. Judy, pick up the sock! Pick up the sock! Pick up the sock!

Joey: Where is the waitress? I'm starving.
Chandler: It's a buffet, man.
Joey: Oh, here's where I win all my money back!

Rachel: Oh, I had the worst day. You think you're finally making progress at work, then your boss calls you Raquel.
Chandler: Hey, listen, for the first four years of my work, everybody called me [babbling]. Seriously.
Rachel: I believe you. It was right in the middle of a meeting, so of course no one wants to correct her. So everyone else is calling me Raquel. By the end of the day, the mailroom guys were calling me Rocky.