MONICA: That is so unfair!
ROSS: Oh c'mon! When we were kids, yours was the only Raggedy Ann doll that wasn't raggedy!
MONICA: Okay, so I'm responsible, I'm organised. But hey, I can be a kook.
ROSS: Alright, you madcap gal. Try to imagine this. The phone bill arrives, but you don't pay it right away.
MONICA: Why not?
ROSS: Because you're a kook! Instead you wait until they send you a notice.
MONICA: I could do that.
RACHEL: Okay, uh, you let me go grocery shopping, and I buy laundry detergent, but it's not the one with the easy-pour spout.
MONICA: Why would someone do that?! ...One might wonder.
CHANDLER: Someone's left a glass on the coffee table. There's no coaster. It's a cold drink, it's a hot day. Little beads of condensation are inching their way closer and closer to the surface of the wood...
MONICA: STOP IT!! ...Oh my God. It's true! Who am I?
ROSS: Monica? You're Mom.
(MONICA GASPS)
PHOEBE: Ree! Ree! Ree! Ree! Ree!
