Ross: Rach, you know, I can see you naked anytime I want. Rachel: What? Ross: All I have to do is close my eyes. See? (Ross closes his eyes) Woo-hoo! Rachel: Ross, stop that! Ross: I'm sorry. Rachel: Come on! I don't want you thinking of me like that anymore. Ross: Uh, sorry. Nothing you can do about it. It's one of my, uh, rights as the ex-boyfriend. (Ross closes his eyes again) Oh yeah! Rachel: Stop it! Cut it out! Cut it out! Ross: Okay, okay. I'm sorry. It will never happen-- (Closes eyes again) Uh oh. Wait a minute! Wait, wait. Now there are a hundred of you, and I'm the king!
Rachel: Daddy! Daddy listen to me! It's like all my life everyone's told me, "You're a shoe! You're a shoe! You're a shoe!" Well, what if I don't want to be a shoe? What if I wanna be a purse or a hat? No I don't want you to buy me a hat, I'm saying I am a hat. It's a metaphor Daddy! Ross: You can see where he'd have trouble.