Phoebe: Hi! Um, I want to start with a song that's about that moment when you suddenly realize what life is really all about. Okay, here we go.
(lights go out)
Phoebe: Okay, thank you very much.

Monica: Pants and a sweater... why, mom? Who am I gonna meet in a blackout? Power company guys? Eligible looters? Could we talk about this later? Okay.

Jill Goodacre (on phone): I'm fine. No, I'm not alone. I don't know, some guy.
Chandler (thinking): Oh! Some guy! Some guy. 'Hey Jill, I saw you with some guy last night. Yes, he was some guy.'

Jill Goodacre: Would you like to call somebody?
Chandler (thinking): Yeah, about 300 guys I went to high school with.

Monica: Okay, I'll go. Okay... senior year of college... on a pool table.
Everyone: Whoa!
Ross: That's my sister.
Joey: Okay, my weirdest place would have to be... the women's room on the second floor of the New York City public library.
Monica: Oh my God! What were you doing in a library?
Ross: Phoebs, what about you?
Phoebe: Oh... Milwaukee.
Rachel: Um... Ross?
Ross: Disneyland, 1989, It's a Small World After All.
Everyone: No way!
Ross: Uh, yeah... the ride broke down, so Carol and I went behind a couple of those mechanical dutch children... then they fixed the ride, and we were asked never to return to the Magic Kingdom.
Phoebe: Oh! Rachel?
Rachel: Oh come on, I already went.
Monica: You did not go!
Everyone: Come on!
Rachel: Oh, alright. The weirdest place would have to be... oh, the foot of the bed.
Ross: Step back!
Joey: We have a winner!

Joey: It's never gonna happen.
Ross: What?
Joey: You and Rachel.
Ross: Wha... whatta... What? Why not?
Joey: Because you waited too long to make your move, and now you're in the friend zone.
Ross: No, no, no. I'm not in the zone.
Joey: Ross, you're mayor of the zone.

Phoebe (singing): New York City has no power, and the milk is getting sour. But to me it is not scary, 'cause I stay away from dairy.... LA la, la LA la, LA la...

Chandler: You know, on second thought, gum would be perfection.
*thinking* 'Gum would be perfection'? 'Gum would be perfection.' Could have said, 'gum would be nice,' or, 'I'll have a stick,' but no-no-no-no-no. For me, gum is perfection. I loathe myself.

Ross: So, um... where did Paolo come from?
Rachel: Oh, Italy, I think.
Ross: No, I mean tonight, in the building. Suddenly. Into our lives.

Ross: So you do know a little English.
Paolo: Poco... a little.
Ross: Do you know the word, 'crapweasel'?
Paolo: No...
Ross: That's funny, 'cause you are a huge crapweasel!

Chandler: Hi. Um, I'm account number 7143457. And, uh, I don't know if you got any of that, but I would really like a copy of the tape.