Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh.
No, my hugs are reserved for people staying in America.
But I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do.
The house next door to the one that we're buying just went on the market.
Well, I just talked to Sid.
I feel like we're cheating on our house.
You should go.
We already have one offer. I think the lady upstairs is gonna make another one.
- She is good. - Huh. I took a shot there.
Or, uh, "when I found out I was gonna have Emma" scared.
Um, actually, we met at the Christmas party about two years ago.
Hope you can make it.
That's great. I worry about little Ross.
He's always reading, collecting rocks and he's obsessed with dinosaurs.
Goodbye, Chandler Bing.
Because a promise between friends means never having to give a reason.
- Oh, my-- - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- It's in Paris. - What?
Well, when the Louis Vuitton people found out...
- All right. We'll work it out. RACHEL: Oh, thank you. Thank you.
And then these two move in to a stupid house in the stupid suburbs.
...after everyone else has left, just the two of us...
Will we love it so much with her next door?
- Earlier, you said you'd be supportive. - It comes and goes. I wouldn't trust it.
Except for this guy who eats paper.
- She died. - You're kidding.
[PHONE RINGING]
I really do.
Okay, okay! All right, what if we get both houses?
Ours is so much better.
Is this the best way to use one of your three magic wishes?
What if he reads it in the paper?
I don't know what to say.