Chandler: We are switching back, right now!
Monica: No, we’re not! We’re not leaving!
Chandler: Well, you’re gonna have to leave sometime, because you both have jobs, and as soon as you do, we’re switching it back! There’s nothing you can do to stop us! Right, Joe?
Joey: I don’t know. I don’t want to move again!
Chandler: I don’t care, this is our apartment! And they stole—you stole it—our apartment, and we won that apartment fair and square, twice! And I am getting it back right now. I’m getting back right now!
Rachel: All right. We figured you might respond this way, so we have a backup offer.
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, no more offers. You can’t offer anything to us!
Rachel: Let us keep the apartment and…
Monica: As a thank you, Rachel and I will kiss for one minute.
Chandler: Totally worth it!
Joey: That was one good minute!
Friends 4.19 - The One with All the Haste
'Since there are three babies and we both got to put our names in, we would be truly honoured if you named the other boy baby.'
Friends 4.18 - The One with Rachel’s New Dress
'Hey, what have you guys been up too?'
Friends 4.16 - The One with the Fake Party
Joey: Ross, I can’t believe you said you’d play rugby. I mean look how brutal this is!
Ross: Hey, I can handle it, alright?
Rachel: Please, Ross, you got hurt playing badminton with my dad.
Ross: That’s ‘cause you’re mom’s dog kept looking at me…
Joey: Okay Ross, look right here. That’s called a scrum, okay? It’s kinda like a huddle.
Ross: And is a hum kinda like a scruddle?
Joey: Ross, they’re gonna kill you.
Ross: Emily thought the very idea of me playing rugby with him was like hilarious. So I’m gonna show her how tough I really am! [Rachel starts laughing]
Rachel: I’m sorry. I’m sorry. You’re right, you are a tough guy. You’re the toughest palaeontologist I know!
Joey: Alright, come on look, Ross can take care of himself, it’s not like he’s Chandler!
Ross: Look, don’t worry about me. Okay? I’ll just stay real energetic and stay away from the ball. I’ll uh, I’ll be that guy right out of the circle. [He points to a player who starts running and then gets tackled from behind]
Rachel: Oh, well maybe there was a dog looking at him.
Friends 4.15 - The One with All the Rugby
'That's short for Phoebe?! I thought that's just what we called each other!'
'Honey, this is not your fault, just because you guys had a fight, it does not justify her sleeping with someone.'
Ross: Correct! What is Chandler Bing’s job?
Rachel: Oh gosh, it has something to do with numbers.
Monica: And processing.
Rachel: He carries a briefcase.
Ross: Ten seconds, you need this or you lose the game.
Monica: It’s umm, it has something to do with transponding.
Rachel: Oh-oh-oh, he’s a transponce—transpondster!
Monica: That’s not even a word! I can get this! I can get this! NOOOOOOOOO!!!
Friends 4.12 - The One with the Embryos
Monica: Alright, I’m gonna show you something a lot of guys don’t know. Rach, give me that pad, please?
Chandler: Look, you don’t have to draw an actual-wow! She’s hot!
Monica: Now everybody knows the basic erogenous zones. You got one, two three, four, five, six, and seven.
Chandler: There are seven?!
Rachel: Let me see that. Oh, yeah.
Chandler: That’s one?
Monica: It’s kind of an important one!
Chandler: Oh, you know what, I was looking at it upside down.
Rachel: Well, sometimes that helps.
Monica: Now, most guys will hit one-two-three and then go to seven and set up camp.
Chandler: That’s bad?
Rachel: Well, if you go to Disneyland, you don’t spend the whole day on the Materhorn.
Chandler: Well you might if it were anything like seven!
Monica: Alright, the important thing is to take your time, you want to hit them all, and you mix them up. You gotta keep them on their toes.
Rachel: Oh, toes! Well, for some people.
Monica: Alright. You could uh start out with a little one, two, one-two-three, three, five, four, three-two, two, two-four-six, two-four-six, four, two, two, four-seven, five-seven, six-seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven, seven!
Friends 4.11 - The One With Phoebe’s Uterus