Sophie: Actually, that's our three hole punch.

Ross: Hi.

Rachel: Hi. Look um, about what happened earlier... No, hey, well, I I completely understand. You were, you were stressed.

Rachel: I was gonna give you a chance to apologize to me.

Ross: For what? For letting you throw me out of your office?

Rachel: You had no right coming down to my office Ross. You do not bring a picnic basket to somebody's work! Unless maybe they were a park ranger!

Ross: Yeah, well excuse me for wanting to be with my girlfriend on our anniversary, boy what an ass am I.

Rachel: But I told you, I didn't have the time! Yeah, well you never have the time. I mean, I don't feel like I even have a girlfriend anymore, Rachel.

Rachel: Oh, Ross, what do you want from me? You want me, you want me to quit my job so you can feel like you have a girlfriend? No, but it'd be nice if you realized, it's just a job!

Rachel: Just a job? Yes.

Rachel: Ross, do you realize this is the first time in my life I'm doing something I actually care about.

This is the first time in my life I'm doing something that I'm actually good at, I mean if you don't get that...

Ross: No, hey, I get that, ok, I get that big time. And I'm happy for you, but I'm tired of having a relationship with your answering machine! Ok, I don't know what to do anymore.

Rachel: Well neither do I!

Ross: Is this about Mark?

Rachel: Oh! Oh my God.

Ross: Ok, it's not, it's not. Oh my God. I cannot keep having this same fight over and over again, Ross, no, you're, you're, you're making this too hard. Oh I'm, I'm making this too hard. Ok, what do you want me to do.

Rachel: I don't know, I don't know. Look, Urrrgh! Maybe we should just take a break.

Ross: Ok, ok, fine, you're right. Let's ah, let's take a break, let's cool off, ok, let's get some frozen yogurt or something.

Rachel: No. A break from us.

Chloe: And the advances in collating in the past five years, I mean we just got in an X 5000, you know. The X 5000 makes the X 50 look like a T 71.

Chloe: Hey, it's the dinosaur guy. Hi, Ross. Oh, hi Chloe.

Chloe: I want you to meet some friends of mine.

This guy is my hero, he comes in with some stuff he wants it blown up 400%, we said we don't do that, he says you gotta. And you know what, we did it.

And now anytime anybody wants 400, we just say 'let's Ross it.'

Chandler: And that's the only color that comes in.

Issac: Yo, Chloe, do you have a quarter for the condom machine? Oh!

Chandler: So, what're you doing here? I thought tonight was your big anniversary dinner.

Ross: Yeah, little change in plans. Ahh, we're gonna break up instead.

Monica: Oh, and I can also speak a little French. Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? Why? What did I say?

Mischa: Well, you just asked if I wanted to go to bed with you tonight.

Monica: Oh my God! No wonder I get such great service at Café Maurice.

Phoebe: Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock hi. Um, could you please tell Sergei that um, I was fascinated by what Boutros Boutros Ghali said in the New York Times?

Phoebe: You didn't say Boutros Boutros Ghali.

Mischa: Boutros Boutros Ghali.

Mischa: He says he was too.

Phoebe: Interesting.

Mischa: So I was wondering...

Phoebe: Ok, ah, before you get all talky again, umm, could you also please tell Sergei, that I really like his suit.

Mischa: Eh, he said, thank you very much, he thinks you look very pretty tonight, your hair, golden like the sun. So you're a chef?

Monica: I'm also thinking about opening up my own restaurant. Oh, really?

Phoebe: Monica, can I talk to you behind my menu, please. What were you doing?

Monica: Well, I was having a conversation.

Phoebe: Yeah but, Mischa is so interested in you, that Sergei and I haven't been able to say two words to each other.

Monica: What do you want me to do? To sit here silently while the three of you have a conversation?

Phoebe: That would be great. Thank you.

Rachel: Hello!

Mark: Oh, hi. It's Mark. Oh.

Mark: What? Is it my breath?

Rachel: No! Sorry, I just thought you were somebody else. Hi!

Mark: Hi. Well, look, I was just gonna leave a message, isn't tonight your, your big anniversary dinner?

Rachel: Well, umm... Rach, are you ok?

Rachel: Yeah, I'm fine.

Mark: You wanna talk, I mean I can come over?

Rachel: No! Really, no, please, that's, that's ok.

Mark: All right, all right, I'm coming over, and I'm bringing Chinese food.

Rachel: Oh, yeah, I'm not, I'm not hungry.

Mark: It's for me. Oh. Ok, bye.

Joey: So what're you gonna do? What can I do? One person wants to break up, you break up.

Chandler: Hey, no way! Come on, this is you guys, call her and work it out.

Ross: Oh come on, we just had this huge fight, all right? don't I have to wait a while?

Chandler: Hey, this isn't like swimming after you eat, pick up the phone! !

Chandler: You know that whole swimming thing is a myth. Yeah, tell that to my Uncle Lenny.

Chandler: Why? What happened to him?

Joey: Nothing, he just really believes in that.

Rachel: Oh, and then, we got into this big stupid fight. I just, it was awful.

I told him he treats me like a park ranger, or something, oh and then, aw, I told him I wanted to take a break, I don't wanna take a break.

Mark: Wow. I'm sorry. Egg roll?

Rachel: No. And then I called him, and he wasn't there.

Mark: Well, then he's, he's probably just, out.

Rachel: Oh, thank you that's very helpful, I'm glad you came over.

Rachel: Hello. Hi! It's me.

Rachel: Hi! Oh, I'm so glad you called.

Ross: Really? I've been thinking, this is crazy, I mean don't, don't you think we can work on this?

Mark: Hey, what do you wanna drink?

Ross: Who's that?

Rachel: Nobody.

Mark: Is it ok if I finish the apple juice?

Ross: Is that Mark?

Rachel: Umm, honey, look, he just came over to... Yeah! Got it!

Chloe: Hey, dinosaur guy, look at you so sad. Come dance.

Ross: Ah, that's ok, thanks.

Chloe: Hey, you don't have to smile. You just have to dance. Look, I don't feel like dancing, I feel like having a drink. Ok? Oh, ok. Hey, two beers.

Joey: Ok, now we're just dancing with each other.

Mischa: And the vet said it was time. And so from half a world away, while my Mother held the phone to his ear, I said goodbye to my dog, in seven languages.

Monica: Can I have a tissue? Oh, yeah, sure. I just, hope you, don't accidentally suck it up through your nose and choke on it.

Mischa: Sergei, would like to apologize for my behavior tonight.

Phoebe: Well, tell him, apology accepted.

Mischa:...Oh, he's unbelievable. I mean for the first time in three years someone actually wants to talk to me, but do you think he would let me enjoy that, no! !

You silly diplomat, why don't you learn some English, Sergei?

Phoebe: Excuse me, but umm, isn't he paying for your dinner?

Monica: Hey, the man's dog just died.

Mischa: I have just resigned my post. Would you care to accompany me to the Rainbow Room? I have diplomatic coupons.

Monica: It will be my pleasure. My guy has coupons. Your guy can't even say coupons.

Sergei: Uh, plate.

Phoebe: Plate! Yes, plate. Plate. Plate. Plate.

Phoebe: See, we don't need them. Plate? Yeah.

Ross: I like this song.

Chloe: Well, you're practically dancing already. Why don't you just do it over here? Oh, no.

Chloe: What? Are you married? 'Cause that's ok.

Rachel: Oh, be home, be home, be home, be home, be home, be home. Be home. Be home, be home. Oh, you're not home.

Chloe: Still no smile?

Sergei: Tuchi, tuchi, Miss Americccan pie. Ameri ccan. Ameri can. Ameri ccan. Ameri can. You know it's a very hard language. Let's do it again. Tuchi, tuchi, Miss Americccan pie.