Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Monica, we have the winning ticket.

- ...and they don't sell tickets here. - So you're driving up to Connecticut?

Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together...

Weird your psychic didn't mention anything about the scary pigeon.

Did you come by to watch us win the big bucks?

- Me too. - Me too.

- There are 20 tickets on the nightstand. - Chandler, sense the tone.

He’s gonna be a scientist!

No. Do you know what your odds are of winning the lottery?

- Damn it. Anybody got anything? - No.

I was just saying good night to Emma, and she said her first words.

I don't care. I've never won anything before. I can't believe this!

Yeah, look who's coming around!

...and see a night rainbow with gremlins dancing on top of it.

The psychic also said that I would be betrayed.

Oh, we think Emma's about to start talking...

I can't tell you what I'm wishing for, or else, you know, it won't come true. Ha, ha.

I haven't won anything since sixth grade.

She's gonna be a scientist.

Yeah, good night, sweetheart. I love you.

Ah, the "I'm sorry I rejected you" phone call.

If we're not doing this together, we're not doing it at all.

We felt that with your maturity and experience...

No. No, we should divide them up...

Seriously, you don't want in on this?