Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ross, you don't have Emma! Rachel, you don't have Emma!
Okay. Well, Monica, suppose one of your special tickets wins?
- ...and then if we win, we'll split it. - That's a great idea!
No, she was just much better at her job than me.
- Please! - Just do it!
ME EVERY TIME I FILL UP
What?
well well well look what I found
Sorry, Chandler.
I gotta gas up the Hyundai
- Yes you did! Gleba is a word! - Okay. Use it in a sentence.
I'll have to meet you up there. I gotta gas up the Hyundai."
Damn it. All right, call me when you know more.
- You think he washed his hands? - Hello?
We should call my mom's and say good night to Emma...
We're offering you the position of junior copywriter.
My psychic said I was gonna win, remember?
- This whole thing was my idea! - Yeah. Thanks for inventing the lottery!
- What do you need it for anyway? - The, uh, lottery is up to 300 million...
Hello. This is the pigeon from the balcony calling to apologize.
Aw! - Ah!
Yes, that's right.
But, uh, ahem, what is it not?
If only it were a sure thing like your 24-state lottery.
Yeah, you know, I really thought I deserved it.