Ross: Hey, Chandler, why is this woman leaving a message for you on my machine?
Chandler: Oh, see, I had to tell her that my number was your number, because I couldn't tell her that my number was my number, because she thinks that my number is Bob's number.
Ross: Hey, tell me again, what do I do when Mr. Roper calls?

Phoebe: No, uh uh, no way. I'm sorry, not gonna happen.
Chandler: Whoa, whoa, Prom night flashback.

Chandler: So, the Ebola virus--that's gotta suck, huh?

Phoebe: I'm just gonna pass on the concert, 'cause I'm just not in a very Hootie place right now.

Rachel: Who gave you that hickey?
Monica: That would be the work of a Blowfish.