Rachel: [enters] Where's Joey?
Chandler: Joey ate my last stick of gum, so I killed him. Do you think that was wrong?
Rachel: I should really get back to work.
Phoebe: Yeah, otherwise, someone might get what they actually ordered.
Rachel: Oh. The hair comes out, and the gloves come off!
Chandler: [imitating a lisp] We loved Schteve! Schteve was schexy.
Phoebe: ...And I found 500 extra bucks in my account.
Chandler: Ohhh, Satan's minions at work again!
Phoebe: It's not mine! If I kept it, it would be like stealing!
Rachel: Yeah, but if you spent it, it would be like shopping!
Monica Geller: I just wish that once I'd bring a guy home that they actually liked.
Paula: Well, you do realize that the odds of that happening are a little slimmer if they never get to meet the guy.
Monica Geller: Why should I let them meet him? I bring a guy home and within five minutes they're all over him. I mean, they're like coyotes picking off the weak members of the herd.
Paula: Listen, as someone who's seen more than her share of bad beef. I'll tell you, that is not such a terrible thing. Come on, they're your friends. They're looking out after you.