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Monica: Wow, you're really crazy about her, huh?
Joey: Oh, you have no idea! And when we're on stage I get to... to kiss her and her, but then she goes home with the director and it's like somebody's ripping out my heart!
Phoebe: Uh! It's so great to see you feeling like this!

Monica: I get the dollhouse!
Phoebe: Wow! A house for dolls! That is so cool. When I was a kid, I had a barrel.
Joey:Uh, Pheebs? You had a barrel for a dollhouse?
Phoebe: No, just a barrel.
Monica: Ya know what? You can play with my dollhouse.
Phoebe: Really? Really?
Monica: Any time you want. Ya know, when I was younger, all I wanted to do was to play with this dollhouse, but no! It was to be looked at, but never played with.
Chandler: My grandmother used to say that exact same thing to me.

Rachel: Joanna, this is my friend, Chandler Bing.
Joanna: Bing! That's a great name.
Chandler Thanks. It's, uh, Gaelic for "Thy turkey's done."

Joanna: So, uh, what's wrong with him?
Rachel: Oh, nothing. He's just goofy like that. I actually hardly notice it anymore.

Monica: What's this?
Phoebe: That's a dog. Every house should have a dog.
Monica: Not one that can pee on the roof.
Phoebe: Well, maybe it's so big because the house was built on radioactive waste.
Chandler (pidellen nenäliinaa): And is this in case the house sneezes?
Phoebe: No, no--that's the ghost for the attic.
Monica: I don't want a ghost.
Phoebe: Well nobody wants a ghost. But you've got one. Because the house is sitting on an ancient Indian burial ground.
Ross: Wait a minute. The house was built on radioactive waste and an ancient Indian burial ground? That would never happen.
Phoebe: Okay, obviously you don't know much about the U.S. government.

Rachel: Okay, my boss--Joanna--when you left, she started asking questions about you...
Chandler: Oh, liked what she saw, huh? Dug my action, did she? Checkin' out the Chan-Chan man!
Rachel: That was... surreal.

Phoebe: Come, dinosaur. We are not welcome in the House of No Imagination.

Rachel: What's this?
Phoebe: The Licorice Room. You can eat all the furniture. And when guests come over, they can stay on the tootsie roll-away bed.

Joey: The guy's like a cartoon. What do you see in him anyway?
Kate: He happens to be brilliant. Which is more than I can say for that sweater you're dating.
Joey: Hey, I'm not interested in her sweater! It's what's underneath her sweater that counts.

Lauren: You know! At the place I told you about last night?
Joey: Oh, yeah! With the mug painting. Yeah, I was so listening to that.

Monica: Come on, Rach. When a guy says he's going to call, it doesn't mean he's going to call. This never happened to you?
Rachel: Well, they always called.
Monica: Huh. Bite me.

Rachel: Chandler, I'm telling you she has flipped out. She's gone crazy!
Chandler: Oh, well give me the phone then.

Chandler: All right! Fine! But it's just a lunch date, no more than an hour! And from now on I get my own dates. I don't want you setting me up with anybody ever again!
Rachel: That's fine!
Chandler: That's just a lot of big talk, ya know.
Rachel: I know.

Joey: What are you talking about? It was a big deal. I mean, come on! You can't tell me last night didn't mean something to you. I... I was there! You're not that good an actress.

Ross: Sorry I, uh, I scared you in there.
Monica: Oh, that's okay. By the way, I was just... checking the shower massager.

Monica: I tried to reach you at work. There's... been a fire.
Phoebe: What? Oh my... oh my God! What happened?
Ross: Well, we believe it originated here--in the Aroma Room.
Phoebe: All right. Did everyone get out okay?
Monica: Well, the giraffe's okay. And so is the pirate.
Phoebe: Oh. What is this?
Ross: No, Phoebe, don't look! You don't want to see what's under there!
Phoebe: Oh! The... the foster puppet!