Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay. Okay, Daddy. We'll see you tomorrow night. Okay, bye-bye.

He only tipped, like, 4 percent.

Four percent, okay? I tip more than that when there's a bug in my food.

You put down 20 and you come out looking like Mr. Big-Shot.

...the, uh, night blindness.

Question: Was, uh, "Egg the Gellers" the war cry of your neighborhood?

I mean, there are libraries. It's just that I, um...

- He didn't mean anything by that. - Huh?

Great soap opera acting tonight, everybody.

Well, this is going so well. Did you see us? Did you see?

That’s not gonna be me.

That man couldn't get into med school in lxtapa.

Any suggestions?

Isn't it cool? Vroom. Vroom.

...but that's why you have got to be the bigger man here.

...I just saw my best friend's brain smeared across the canvas.

Do you really serve people sneezers?

...that's like betraying Chandler.

- Yeah. - All right, put them up. Come on.

Oh. It's the compulsively neat one by the window, okay?

Okay, well, can't you just try it one more time, Ross? For me? For me?