August 9, 2010 | 0 Comments
Mrs. Green: (To Rachel) You didn’t marry your Barry. I did.
Mrs. Green: (To Rachel) You didn’t marry your Barry. I did.
Mrs. Green: So, what do you think of my daughter in the apron with the big job? Rachel: Oh, Mom! Mrs Green: If you didn’t pour the…
Monica: Ross, if you don’t help me, I’m going to take the little cocktail sausages and create a new appetizer called pigs in Ross!
Mrs Green: There she is. Rachel: Mom! Mrs. Green: (Condescendingly) Sweetie! So this is where you work? Oh, it’s wonderful! Is it a…
Chandler: (Talking to a lesbian) Penis, schmenis, we’re all people, right? (The lesbian walks away)
Ross: (To Phoebe) Is everything okay? Phoebe: Um, no, huh-uh. One of my clients died on the massage table today. Ross: Oh, my God….
Chandler: Well, I’ve got to get to work, I’ve got a big dinosaur bone to inspect. Ross: No, no. That’s me. Chandler: Oh, yeah.
Rachel: (About Joey on TV) Did I miss it? Did I miss it? Joey: No, I’m on right after this guy shoots himself.
Chandler: The world is my lesbian wedding!
Carol: (About Ben) So how did everything go? Ross: Oh, great. Great. There was a projectile, uh, throwing up incident, but he started it.