Joey: Hey, Monica bought a bed from the Mattress King? Phoebe: Yeah, so please, please, please, don't say anything to Chandler. Joey: (Sounding offended) You want me to lie to Chandler? Phoebe: Is that a problem? Joey: No.
Chandler: Alright I'd like to propose a toast, a little toast here. Ding, ding! I know this isn't exactly the kind of Thanksgiving that all of you planned, but for me, this has been really great. You know, I think because it didn't involve divorce or projectile vomiting. Anyway I was just thinking, I mean, if you had gone to Vail or if you guys had been with your family or if you didn't have syphilis and stuff ... we wouldn't be all together you know, so I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm very thankful that all your Thanksgivings sucked. Everyone Else: That's so sweet! Ross: And hey, here's to a lousy Christmas! Rachel: And a crappy new year. Chandler: Here, Here!