Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, Monica and Chandler are occupied.
Dude, are you trying to kill me?
-You don't have a roommate. -Denise!
Come on, Ross, you're a scientist.
But I've narrowed it down, and you're one of the finalists.
Don't just be blurting stuff out.
But if you think it'll be okay, we'll just work out a system.
We'll have to move some furniture to make room for my chair.
Yeah, yeah. I think I'll find my own place.
Oh, my God! Someone's killed Square Man!
"Merge!"
It'll be like in college. I'll hang a sign on the door:
Monica and Chandler are moving in again.
You know those big road signs that say "merge"?
-Rach, you still looking for a place? -Yeah, why?
I want you to really think about your answers.
Monica and I had a stupid fight.
I just don't think arcade games go in a beautiful guest room...
It was a hug. Okay?
"Wanted: Female roommate, nonsmoker, nonugly."
What about Denise? She cute?
Over a stupid room?
I've been back and forth.
And, Mon, you want to live with Chandler?
Don't worry. I'm not a party girl.
Tell her to stop being silly.
Enough of the silliness.
So I understand you're looking for a place?