Monica: Tell him. Rachel: No. Phoebe: Tell him, tell him. Monica: Just... please tell him. Rachel: Shut up! Chandler: Tell me what? Monica: Look at you, you won't even look at him. Chandler: (Sarcastically) Oh, come on tell me. I could use another reason why women won't look at me.
Dr. Franzblau: I try not to let my work affect my personal life, but it's hard, when you... do what I do. It's like uh...Well, for instance, what do you do? Rachel: I'm a waitress Dr. Franzblau: Okay, all right, well aren't there times when you come home at the end of the day, and you're just like, "If I see one more cup of coffee..."