Lucy: Mom, is this what married life is all about? Years of laundry and cooking and aggravation and then you die?
Annie: No, sometimes there's ironing.
Eric: Chandler, it seems, has taken to fatherhood like a duck takes to... hockey.
Ruthie: Peter, I'm hungry, I'm really hungry.
Peter: We don't have any more money.
Ruthie: I know, five wrong buses will do that.
[Peter takes something out of his pocket]
Peter: Here - it's a raisin. I think. I was kind of saving it... But you can have it.
[Peter discovers Ruthie doesn't want it, shrugs his shoulders and eats it himself]
Ruthie: I may never walk again.
Peter: And all we had to eat were two hot dogs.
Ruthie: And he had a raisin.