Ross: Look, would you guys grow up? This is the most natural beautiful thing in the world.
Joey: Yeah, we know, but there's a baby suckin' on it.

Monica: It's gonna be a problem, isn't it?
Chandler: Come on, you're going to Bloomingdales with Julie? That's like cheating on Rachel in her house of worship.

Ross: It's breast milk.
Phoebe: So?
Rachel: Phoebe, that is juice squeezed from a person!

Phoebe: You won't even taste it?
Ross: No!
Phoebe: Not even if you just pretend that it's milk?
Ross: Not even if Carol's breast had a picture of a missing child on it.

Rachel: You were with Julie?
Monica: Look, when it started I was just trying to be nice to her because she was my brother's girlfriend. And then, one thing led to another and, before I knew it, we were... shopping.
Rachel: Oh! Oh my God.
Monica: Honey, wait. We only did it once. It didn't mean anything to me.
Rachel: Yeah, right.
Monica: Really, Rachel, I was thinking of you the whole time. Look, I'm sorry, all right? I never meant for you to find out.

Carol: Why'd you freak out?
Ross: Because it's breast milk. It's gross.
Carol: My breast milk is gross?
Susan: This should be fun.

Ross: No, no, Carol. There's nothing wrong with it. I just... I just don't think breast milk is for adults.
Chandler: Of course the packaging does appeal to grown-ups and kids alike.

Chandler: You're damn right I'm right. I say you show this guy what you're made of. I say you stand your ground. I say you show him that you are the baddest hombre west of the lingerie.