Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, I've flown a long way to see my loving wife.

Happy birthday to you

Control your woman.

I'm sorry we left you. Mommy will never leave you again.

No, I can't. I can't smoke. If I smoke, my wife would kill me.

I couldn't get a reservation for the night of my birthday...

I was just going to say that I left my keys.

Their, um... Their arrival is in the offing.

Uh, Mon? Chandler's not here.

- How was everything, sir? - Excellent.

Is this the way you want our baby to be conceived?

Where is everyone? They're 40 minutes late.

Bye, guys. Judy. Bye.

- Thursday? But that's Halloween. So?

Thank you. - Thanks.

...swirling around the whirlpool that fills the apartment.

Uh, Claudia, aren't you supposed to blow smoke up the boss's ass?

Are you kidding? That woman has the nose of a bloodhound.

...and, um, which of the pastas would you recommend?

Oh, you smoked.

Ross bruises like a peach. He bruises like a peach.