Chandler Bing

When I walk outside naked, people throw garbage at me.

All I want is my freedom.

- And Milton Berle has... - Oh. Not compared to you.

...there's pretty much nothing I can do about it.

And on a totally separate subject, that is a lovely pantsuit.

How are you?

Well, it's a good thing you got out when you did, before she blew up like Vesuvius.

I never borrowed your Walkman.

- I'll clean your bathroom for a month. - Still wouldn't be clean.

It's not like this is an everyday occurrence for me.

[MIMICKING SOUND OF SQUEAKING BED]

- 's office.

RACHEL: Chandler.

I've got it.

I don't understand.

Ha, ha. No. No.

No, I just always see guys doing this when they get handcuffs taken off.

- Go on. - I can make you a legend.

Okay, here's the situation. Ahem.

Hello, Joanna...

Well, not at first.

I think I judged her too quickly.

The keys to the cuffs are on the back of the door.

And this time, we were able to take the relationship to the next level.

I'm going to say this for the last time.