The One With Phoebe's Birthday Dinner
Phoebe: Hey, you know what, we all haven't been together, the six of us, in such a long time.
Monica: What are you talking about? We're all together now.
Rachel: Uh, Mon, Chandler's not here.
Monica: Oh, dear God.
Phoebe: Chandler, you stink of cigarettes!
Chandler: You think Monica's gonna be able to smell it?
Phoebe: Are you kidding? That woman has the nose of a bloodhound... and the breasts of a Greek goddess.
Ross: My mom is gonna be with her. She's great with kids.
Rachel: She is?
Rachel: What about Monica?
Ross: Hey, you only hear Monica's side of that, all right. That little fatso was a terror!
Phoebe: I'm starving. I knew we were coming here tonight, I ate nothing all day.
Joey: What about me? I only had one lunch today.
Phoebe: Oh, one really does have a stick up one's ass, doesn't one.
Rachel: Knock that door down.
Ross: I would, but I bruise like a peach.
Ross: The baby's sleeping.
Rachel: What if she jumped out of the bassinette?
Ross: Can't hold her own head up, but yeah, jumped.
Rachel: Did I leave the stove on?
Ross: You haven't cooked since 1996.
Monica: Spend more time with the tie, that'll make a baby.
Joey: Risotto with the shaved truffles and the roasted rib steak with the golden chanterelles and the bordelaise sauce unless any of that stuff I just said means snails.
Waiter: It does not.
Monica: I suppose that Chandler will have the smoked duck.
Chandler: I suppose that Monica will have the manipulative shrew.
Chandler: She tricked me into having sex with her.
Joey: So? You got to have sex, right?
Chandler: What's the matter with me? Why am I such a girl?
Joey: Dinner for six for one. Well, you boys are about to see something really special.
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