Chandler: Aren't you supposed to be in an audition for another hour?
Joey: Well, I'm sorry if I'm not a middle-aged black woman! And I'm also sorry if sometimes I go to the wrong audition!

Monica: So basically, this is a getting-rid-of-everything-Rachel-ever-touched sale.
Ross: Touched. Used. Sat on. Slept on.
Gunther: I'll take it all.

Joey: Everything's gettin' all messed up, you know? Emily won't let Ross see Rachel; we're not gonna stop seeing Rachel; hence Ross stops seeing us!
Phoebe: Oh, I hate this. Everything's changing.
Chandler: Yeah, I know. We're losing Ross; Joey said, "hence..."

Ross: I mean it's... it's kinda far from work, but, uh, you know, I'll get so much done on the commute. I... I've been given the gift of time!
Chandler: Now, that's so funny, because last Christmas I got the gift of space. We should get them together and make a continuum.

Chandler: Okay, what is in here? Rocks?
Ross: No, no. This is my collection of fossil samples.
Chandler: So... rocks.

Joey: I kind of feel like it's my fault.
Chandler: Kind of? If you'd just kept this to yourself none of this would've happened.
Joey: Well, I'm keeping so many things to myself these days, something was bound to slip out!
Chandler: Well, I think it's very brave what you said.