Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, that hurt us.

Hey, no way. Come on, this is you guys. Call her and work it out.

You want me to quit my job so you can feel like you have a girlfriend?

And now any time anybody wants 400, we just say, "Let's Ross it."

You silly diplomat. Why don't you learn some English, Sergei?

PHOEBE: See, there it is right there.

How do we decide where we, ahem...

Yeah, well, excuse me for wanting to be with my girlfriend on our anniversary.

You know? Because you don't want to be doing something...

- Hello? ROSS: Hey, honey.

Wow. You might just get the first Nobel Prize in rubbing.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I mean, I don't feel like I have a girlfriend anymore.

Hi. Um, could you please tell Sergei that, um, I was fascinated...

That's it. On Monday, I start wearing makeup.

MISCHA: Uh, so I was wondering...

(Snaps Fingers)

- Oh, my God. - Okay, it's not.

Oh. That's my doodle of a ladybug with a top hat. Ha, ha.

Uh, no, thanks.

And I don't know where his country is.

...with the bellybutton ring again?

- Uh, 10:30. - What time is it now?

Would you care to accompany me to the Rainbow Room?