— I got a leg, three breasts and a wing.
— How do you find clothes that fit?
Monica Geller: — Let it go. It's not a big deal.
Ross Geller: — Not a big deal? It's amazing. You reach in, there's one maneuver and bam! A bra. Right out the sleeve. As far as I know, guys don't do anything that comes close. Right?
Rachel Green: — Come on! You guys can pee standing up.
Chandler Bing: — We can? Okay, I'm trying that.
— Hi, Tony, can I call you back? That's, uh... That's my sister's boyfriend.
— Give me that. Okay. Sweetie, before I forget, did I leave my diaphragm at your place? Hi, Mom.
— When my time comes, I wanna be buried at sea.
— You what?
— I wanna be buried at sea. It looks like fun.
— Define "fun."
— Come on. You'll make a day of it. You'll get a boat, pack a lunch...
— And then we throw your body in the water. Gee, that does sound fun.
— Everyone thinks they know me. Everyone says, "Jack Geller, so predictable." Maybe after I'm gone, they'll say, "Buried at sea? Huh."
— That's probably what they'll say.
— I'd like that.
— It never takes me more than a week to get over a relationship.
— It never takes you more than a shower to get over a relationship.
— Chandler, you're panicking.
— Uh-huh! Join me, won't you?
— Monica, relax. Go get a beer.
— I don't want a beer.
— Who said it was for you?
— The towels are hanging next to the sink. And you can use the fancy soap.
— Fancy soap? I thought we were saving that for the Pope.
— The camera adds ten pounds.
— So how many cameras are actually on you?
— Have you guys eaten? Uh, Richard and I just finished, and we've got leftovers. Chicken and potatoes. What am I wearing? Actually, nothing but rubber gloves.
— One of these times, you'll really be naked and we won't come over.