The One with All the Kissing

You look cute in bubbles. / You're just all liquored up.

I've had a very long, hard day. / Want some chicken?

You sure? Some extra-crispy, dirty rice? / For the last time, no! Get out, Joey!

He kept asking me if I wanted chicken. / Chicken? / I could eat some chicken.

Could I get a three-piece, some coleslaw, some beans and a Coke? / Diet Coke.

Was his name Angus? / What? / He was a cabdriver we had in London.

The Wheat Sheaf! / And they had that beer... / Boddington's!

Pheebs was going to tell a story. / So, he had a really funny hat. / I don't want to talk about it.

Hey Ross! / Boddington's! / Oh, man! / I'd walk back to London for another frosty one of those bad boys.

They have them at the British pub by the Trade Center.

You abandoned her on a plane to Greece. / I did not 'abandon' Rachel. Okay? Emily showed up at the airport. I had to go after her. I did what I had to do. She's my wife. Rachel is my wife. / Emily! / Emily is my wife.

I can't believe she can outrun you. / Hey! She's fast, okay? You think you can beat me? Let's go! Outside!

Terrible? Hell, I was in Greece! There was a nice hotel, nice beach, met the nice people.

One for each day I've known and loved her.

When you make out the card, be sure to make it out to 'Emily'.

People came up to me going, 'Mrs. Geller! Why are you cry?'

London is stupid! Stupid!

Oh, no. I did that for someone once. I'm not comfortable having that power over someone's life.

I'll do it.

Honey, sweetie, by the edges. / Edges! Fingers! Smudgy!

That's okay. I know that you're very upset right now. I know that wasn't about me. / I bet it was about her a little.

Look. Gunther.

Say that to him, and you're golden.

And me. / We've been talking about London too much. / Sorry, it's just because I couldn't be there.

All I get to do now is pregnant stuff. It bums me out.

What the hell was that? / Probably some European goodbye thing he picked up in London. / That's not European. / It felt French.

It came in the mail today. It's 72 long-stemmed, red roses. One for each day I've known and loved Emily... cut up into mulch.

Monica's going to make potpourri.

It's not raining. / I can't catch a break!

I dropped some socks.

You did not drop any socks!

Well, you're fired. / You can't fire me. I make your decisions, and I say I'm not fired! Ha!

I'll kick that door in if you give me some sugar.

Rachel wants to take swing dance lessons. Which I think is a really stupid idea. It's dangerous. She won't get what she wants. And who knows who she might end up hurting?

Monica's right. Swing dancing can be tricky.

My God! Think of the massacre.

Well, we thought we would all go to a picnic... in Central Park! / Central Park? / All of us. All day. / That sucks!

That's not a trip! I just came from there. What'll we high-five about at the stupid park?

Hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissy.

Just bringing some culture to the group. / That's fine. Just don't bring it in my mouth. It makes me want to puke.

Atlantic City! Oh, that's a great plan! Whose plan was that? / Mine! / Wait. It was my plan. / No... I said we needed a new plan. And I came up with Atlantic City. Which is the new plan.

I'm going to go pack my ass off.

Paper. / Yeah? What's it about? / The events from around the globe.

Once at work... I thought carbon dating is fossilized... I'm really trying to tell you something here.

What? Was that a joke? Because it's mean.

Because I just heard it! I heard it! And it's ridiculous! I mean... You're married! You're married, and it's just ridiculous!

When I said it, I sort of floated up out of my body. And then I heard myself say it, and then the floating Rachel... I was like, 'You are such an idiot!'

'Hey, Ross! Where's the missus?' 'Don't know!'

That's what I said!

Let's roll some bones. Hey, Joey! High-five for rolling bones.

Well, don't worry. I call shotgun.

Honey! High-five! The babies are coming!

It's too bad they didn't see us having sex.

Do you know anything about women?