— But you came to see Lilly?
— Yeah. Why?
— Lilly's dead.
— She what?
— She's dead.
— Are you sure?
— If she isn't, cremating her was a big mistake.

— What am I sitting on?
— Top of the world? Dock of the bay? I'm out.

— I know what you guys are going to say.
— You two would have very hairy children.
— I didn't know you'd say that.

— What are we gonna do about my job?
— Not go.
— Great! Road trip, baby!

— That's a good one! Mine is to pilot a commercial jet.
— Now you only have to find a planeload of people... whose resolution is to plummet to their deaths.

For the first time, I'm in a real relationship. I won't screw that up by telling the truth.

— Rachel! When you and Ross dated... did it bother you when he flirted with other women?
— No, it bothered me when he slept with other women.

Maybe sometimes I find out things. Or I hear something and I pass that information on. You know, kind of like a public service. It doesn't mean I'm a gossip.

I'm Phoebe Buffay, and I have babies coming out.

Remember when Ross tried to say "butternut squash"... and it came out, "squatternut bosh"?

— I think I'm going to go wander out in the rain for a while.
— It's not raining.
— I can't catch a break!

I'm Joey. I'm disgusting.

— We haven't dropped this ball for an hour.
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— We are pretty good at this. We totally forgot about lunch.
— That's the first time I've ever missed a meal. I think my pants are a little loose.

This is the honeymoon suite. The room expects sex. The room would be disappointed if it didn't get sex. All the other honeymoon suites would think it was a loser.

I am thankful for this beautiful fall we've been having. The other day, I was at the bus stop... and this lovely fall breeze came and blew this chick's skirt up.