Joey: All right they got water, orange juice, and what looks like cider.
Chandler: Taste it.
Joey: Yep, it's fat. I drank fat!
Chandler: Yeah, I know, I did that two minutes ago.
Chandler: Hey, mister tux!
Ross: Why aren't you guys dressed?
Joey: We have a half hour.
Ross: No, four minutes ago you had a half hour, we have to be out the door at twenty to eight.
Joey: Relax, Ross, we'll be ready. It only takes us two minutes to get dressed.
Ross: Well, you know, I'd feel a whole lot better if you got dressed now.
Chandler and Joey: Ok.
Rachel: Hey-hey! Oh, look at you, all sexy.
Rachel: Ooooh! Wow! ! Oh, hi.
Rachel: How come you didn't come over earlier?
Ross:'Cause, I'm a stupid, stupid man.
Joey: Hey, Ross, want some cider?
Ross: No. So, um, let's see you're pretty close, huh. Make-up's on, hair's done.
Rachel: Yeah, I just have to get dressed.
Ross: Yay! And that takes what? Just six or seven minutes?
Rachel: Yeah! Once I figure out what I'm wearing.
Joey: Glass of fat?
Joey: What's the matter Ross? What, you're nervous about your speech?
Ross: No! You wanna hear it?
Joey: Am I in it?
Ross: Uh, huh. Yeah, right after I thank everyone for giving money to the museum, I sing a song about the wonder that is Joey.
Ross: Wow, hello! You look great!
Phoebe: Thank you! I know, though.
Ross: You see this, this is a person who is ready to go. Phoebe you, oh, you are my star.
Phoebe: Ohh, well, you're my lucky penny.
Chandler: All right, I took the quiz, and it turns out, I do put career before men. Get up.
Chandler: You're in my seat.
Joey: How is this your seat?
Chandler:'Cause I was sitting there.
Joey: But then you left.
Chandler: Well, it's not like I went to Spain. I went to the bathroom, you knew I was coming back.
Joey: What's the big deal, sit somewhere else.
Chandler: The big deal is I was sitting there last, so, that's my seat.
Joey: Well, actually the last place you were sitting was in there. So...
Ross: You guys, you know what, you know what, it doesn't matter, because you both have to go get dressed before the big vein in my head pops. So...
Chandler: All right, Ross, I just have to do one thing, really quickly, it's not a big deal. GET UP! !
Monica: Hi. All: Hey.
Monica: Ooh, Phoebe, you look great!
Phoebe: All right already.
Monica: Ooh, are you gonna do magic?
Ross: That's, that's funny. Change!
Monica: Hang on a second I just got in.
Ross: Look, I don't care. It starts at eight, we can't be late.
Phoebe: We could not, would not want to wait.
Ross: Look, our table is down in front, ok, my boss is gonna be there, everyone will see if we arrive after it starts.
Monica: Has somebody been drinking my fat?
Rachel: You guys, does this look like something the girlfriend of a paleontologist would wear?
Phoebe: I don't know, you might be the first one.
Monica: Rach, did you check the machine?
Rachel: Uh, no. Wait, you know what, this is the outfit that makes my calves look fat. Never mind.
Chandler: Well, Joey, I wrote a little song today. It's called: Get Up.
Joey: All right! All right! You can have the chair.
Joey: Oh my, would you look at that!
Phoebe: "Hi, it's me, I'm coming over now.
Hey, what if I'm already there when your playing this message?" Is that too spooky?
Ross: "Hi Rach, are you there? It's me, pick up. Rachel. Rach!"
Rachel: What? !
Ross: Never mind.
Richard: "Monica, it's Richard. Call me."
Monica: Is-is-is that message old or new? Old or new? ! Old or new? !
Ross: It's old, it's definitely old. Didn't you hear the, the double beep?
Monica: What if it's new?
I mean, we agreed not to talk again, unless we had something really important to say. Shouldn't I call him back?
Chandler: Honey, you did call him back. 'Cause, it's, it's really old.
Ross: Yeah, see Mon, listen, listen.
When Carol and I broke up, I went through the same thing. And you know what I did?
Ross: I...go...dressed. Really, really quickly. Ok, ok. There we go, there we go.
Chandler: You know what, ok, fine.
Don't get up, you just sit right there. I just hope, you don't mind, you know, my hand right here.
Op, not touching, can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! Not touching, can't get mad!
Phoebe: Ah! Oh my God! You r-r-rotten boys!
Chandler and Joey: Sorry Phoebe.
Joey: I'm so sorry.
Phoebe: What am I gonna do?
Ross: No, no, don't, don't rub it! Don't! What gets out hummus? ! What gets out hummus? !
Phoebe: Monica, Monica, you know what gets out hummus.
Monica: If it is a new message, what is he calling to say?
Phoebe: Ok, thanks. Yeah, I'll try that.
Chandler: Maybe he's calling to say you're obsessive and crazy.
Monica: So, should I call him back?
The guys: Noo! NO!
Chandler: All right, fine, you know what, we'll both sit in the chair.
Joey: Fine with me.
Chandler: I'm so comfortable.
Joey: Me too. In fact, I think I might be a little too comfortable.
Chandler: All right!