Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and see a night rainbow with gremlins dancing on top of it.
If we're not doing this together, we're not doing it at all.
Oh, we think Emma's about to start talking...
The psychic also said that I would be betrayed.
We felt that with your maturity and experience...
She's gonna be a scientist.
- ...and they don't sell tickets here. - So you're driving up to Connecticut?
Yeah, good night, sweetheart. I love you.
Monica, we have the winning ticket.
Weird your psychic didn't mention anything about the scary pigeon.
- Me too. - Me too.
Yeah, look who's coming around!
Seriously, you don't want in on this?
I can't tell you what I'm wishing for, or else, you know, it won't come true. Ha, ha.
Ah, the "I'm sorry I rejected you" phone call.
No. Do you know what your odds are of winning the lottery?
Sense the tone
I was just saying good night to Emma, and she said her first words.
Did you come by to watch us win the big bucks?
I don't care. I've never won anything before. I can't believe this!
Why don't we all pitch in 50 bucks, we'll pool our money together...
- There are 20 tickets on the nightstand. - Chandler, sense the tone.
- Damn it. Anybody got anything? - No.
I haven't won anything since sixth grade.
No. No, we should divide them up...
Oh, yeah?
He’s gonna be a scientist!