Chandler: Joey's tailor... took advantage of me. Ross: What? Joey: No way, I've been going to the guy for twelve years. Chandler: Oh come on, he said he was going to do my inseem, then he ran his hand up my leg and then there was definite... Ross: What? (Chandler closes his eyes) Chandler: Cupping. Joey: That's how they do pants! First they go up one side, they move it over, then they go up the other side then they move it back, and then they do the rear. Ross, will you tell him. Isn't that how a tailor measures pants? Ross: Yes, yes it is... in prison!
Rachel: This is about you stealing my wind! Ross: Your wind? Rachel: Yes, my wind. How do you expect me to grow if you won't let me blow? Ross: You, you know I... I don't, have a, have a problem with that. Rachel: Okay, I just, I just really need to be with myself right now. I'm sorry. Phoebe: Uh uum, um, um. Rachel: You're right, I don't have to apologize. Sorry. Damn it!