Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-But first, l have to see the Met. -Okay, let me stop you right there.
-Hey. -Hi.
...and l don't know how to talk about that stuff. You gotta help me out.
Until then, you need to keep your tadpoles in the tank.
lt just feels so good...
l mean, he's a great guy.
l cannot believe Ross told you that.
Stockholm.
-Hi there. -Hello. Welcome to Lavender Day Spa.
We're probably fertile. Let's go home.
Short for ''museum'' and avoid all the confusion.
Listen, is there someone who can fill in for me?
No, no my mouth says the words my brain is thinking monster trucks
...as his elusive subject was light itself.
Oh, yeah! Rachel talks too!
The museum was amazing.
l can't go hunting.
Because Ross is the father of my child.
You can't show Phoebe this. She hates those corporate massage chains.
-l thought you'd end up kissing Charlie. -l thought l'd end up kissing Charlie too.
-Oh, you know, l'll come with you. -Okay.
Go into that room and deposit your specimen into the container.
-So a professor, huh? -Yeah. She is cool. And she's so smart.
You know, and l want him to hook up with lots of women.
Wow, lkea.
Hey, honey. l missed you today.
l bought them off eBay. They used to belong to the late Shania Twain.
''Frontal temporal zygomatic craniotomy.''
-Thanks, Ross. -Yeah.
Not so much, no.
Even Joey knows Pop Frank knows
Should l be sitting down for this?
l had a meeting with the dean, my syllabus for summer school's due...
Are you ready for your Scottish massage?
But l'm not.