Phoebe (singing): And a crusty old man
said, "I'll do what I can,"
and the rest of the rats played moroccas.

Rachel: Oh, please! That Paolo thing was barely a relationship. All it really was was just, you know, meaningless animal sex. ...Okay, you know, that sounded so much better in my head.

Rachel: Ross, look. What you and I have is special. All Paolo and I ever had was...
Ross: Animal sex? Animal sex? So what're you saying? I mean, you're saying that, like, there's nothing between us "animal" at all? I mean there's not even like, um, a little animal? Not even... not even like... like chipmunk sex?

Richard: Shall we?
Monica: It's not gonna happen. They're doing it tonight, we can do it tomorrow.
Richard: Uh, in the future, if I could see the schedule beforehand...

Eddie: Pecan Sandy? Just made them.
Chandler: Yeah, all right. What're these, raisins?
Eddie: Uh, sure. Why not.
Chandler: Listen Eddie, um, I've been thinking about our current living situation and... uh, why are you smiling?
Eddie: I got a little surprise. Look. There's a new fishie. I named him, uh, Chandler. You know, after... after you.
Chandler: Well that's not even a real fish. No, that's a goldfish cracker.
Eddie: What's you point, man?