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Monica : The fuzzy little mints at the bottom of her purse. Ross : Oh! Yeah, they were gross. Oh, you know what I love? Her Sweet 'N Lows. How she was always stealing them from, from restaurants. Mr. Geller : Not just restaurants, from our house. Nurse : Mrs. Geller? Ross : She looks so small. Monica : I know. Ross : Well, at least she's with Pop-Pop and Aunt Phyllis now. Monica : Good bye, Nana..

Monica : Hey. Mrs. Geller : Oh, hi. Oh, Ross. Ross : Hey, dad. So, uh, how's she doing? Aunt Lillian : The doctor says it's a matter of hours. Monica : How, how are you, Mom? Mrs. Geller : Me? I'm fine, fine. I'm glad you're here. What's with your hair? Monica : What? Mrs. Geller : What's different? Monica : Nothing. Mrs. Geller : Oh, maybe that's it. Monica : She is unbelievable, her mother is...

Chandler : ... couldn't enjoy a cup of noodles after that. I mean, is that ridiculous? Can you believe she actually thought that? Rachel : Um... yeah. Well, I mean, when I first met you, you know, I thought maybe, possibly, you might be... Chandler : You did? Rachel : Yeah, (but then) then you spent Phoebe's entire birthday party talking to my breasts, so then I figured maybe not. Chandler : Huh..

Shelley : Hey, gorgeous, how's it going? Chandler : Dehydrated Japanese noodles ​under fluorescent lights... does it get better than this? Shelley : Question. You're not dating anybody, are you? Because I met somebody who would be perfect for you. Chandler : Ah, you see, “perfect” might be a problem. Had you said “co-dependent”, or “self-destructive”... Shelley : Do you want a date Saturday? Cha..

Jill : Chandler, we've been here for an hour doing this! Now watch, it's easy. Chandler : OK. Jill : Ready? Okay? now try it. No, you've gotta whip it. Phoebe : Oh, look, look, look, look. The last candle's about to burn out​. 10, 9, 8, 7... minus 46, minus 47, minus 48... Ross : Thank you. Monica : Thanks. Ross : Kinda... spooky without any lights. Joey : Mwaaaaahh! Hah, hah, hah! Monica : Mwaa..

Paolo : (speaking Italian) Ross : Blah, blah, blah, blah... Blah, blah, blah, blah. Hey, what did he say that was so funny? Rachel : I have absolutely no idea. Ross : That's... that's classic. Rachel : Oh, my God, you guys, what am I doing? What am I doing? This is so un-me! Monica : If you want, I'll do it. Phoebe : I know, I just want to bite his bottom lip. But I won't. Rachel : God, the firs..

Ross : Come on, lucky sixes.... Rachel : Everybody? This is Paolo. Paolo, I want you to meet my friends. This is Monica. Monica : Hi! Rachel : And Joey. Monica : Hi! Rachel : And Ross. Monica : Hi! Paolo : (speaking Italian) Rachel : He doesn't speak much English. Paolo : Monopoly! Rachel : Look at that! Ross : So, uh... where did, uh, Paolo come from? Rachel : Oh, Italy, I think. Ross : No, I m..

Chandler : You know, on second thought, gum would be perfection. (‘Gum would be perfection?’ 'Gum would be perfection.' Could have said 'gum would be nice,' could have siad 'I'll have a stick,' but no, no, no, no. For me, gum is perfection. I loathe myself.) Rachel : Oh, no, the Mendels, they hate all living things, right? Phoebe : Oh. Rachel : Hi. We, we just found this cat and we're looking fo..

Rachel : Mmmm... so nice. Ross : Hey, I have a question. Well, actually, it's not so much a question as more of a general wondering... ment. Rachel : OK. Ross : Okay. Here goes. Um, well, for a while now, I've been wanting to, um... Rachel : Ohhh... Ross : Yes, yes, that's right... Rachel : Oh, look at the little cat! Ross : What?... Ow!!! Monica, Joey, Phoebe : ♪ top of the world, looking ♪ dow..

Jill : Would you like some gum? Chandler : Oh, is it sugarless? Jill : Sorry, it's not. Chandler : Oh, then no thanks. (What the hell was that? Mental note: If Jill Goodacre offers you gum, you take it. If she offers you mangled animal carcass, you take it.) Phoebe : ♪ New York City has no power, and the milk is getting sour. But to me it is not scary, 'cause I stay away from dairy​​... ♪ la la ..