The One with the Dozen Lasagnas

Ross starts singing The Odd Couple theme song

Chandler joins in the singing

Monica & Phoebe join in the singing

No, no, we're done. We're done, man.

Well, the meat's only every third layer. Maybe you could scrape.

Yep. You could plunk me down in the middle of any woman's uterus...no compass...and I could find my way out like that.

It says in some parts of the world people actually eat the placenta.

And we're done with the yogurt.

What do you want me to do with a dozen lasagnas?

You kiss Uncle Freddie with that mouth?

[IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE] Hi, Daddy. Hello. How come you don't live with Mommy?

How come Mommy lives with that other lady?

What's a lesbian?

It's like 'poke a nose.' Ah. Poke a nose.

[IN UNISON] Blah, blah, blah.

Wasn't this supposed to be just a fling, huh? Shouldn't it be...flung by now?

I mean, when I'm with him, I'm just totally, totally...Nauseous. I'm physically nauseous.

I could call Immigration.

Okay, you're gonna have to stop that...forever.

Need a new table. You think?

Uh, that's our friend Tanya. Of course it's your friend Tanya.

Yeah, I'm having enough trouble with the image of you and Susan together. But when you throw in Tanya...[GROANS]

The sex of the baby, Ross. Oh. You know the sex of the baby?

Or isn't.

I believe this piece of furniture was fine...until your little breakfast adventure with Angela Delveccio.

The impressions you made in the butter...left little to the imagination.

We bought a hibachi together, and then he ran off and got married...and things got pretty ugly.

I don't mean to sound unprofessional, but, yum.

Ooh, oops! Being naked.

Or an uncle.

I'm familiar with his work, yes.

Oh, Boy Scouts could've camped under there.

So what? Like people are gonna come in and think, 'Uh-oh, I'm outside again.'

I don't know. Birds just don't say: 'Hello, sit here. Eat something.'

Oh, so forget about the birds, but big red insects suggest fine dining?

Kip would've liked the birds.

I don't make them a lot...because I don't think it's fair to the other cookies.

Which proves that I never lie.

So how does this work? Gonna balance the plates on these little heads?

Who cares? We'll eat at the sink. Come on.

Pig man. Yes, good. Okay. Oh, but he was my pig man.

You're like... Like the anti-Paolo. My Catholic friend is right.

Okay, that is either, 'How could you?' Or 'Enormous breasts.'

Paolo, I really hate you for what you did to Rachel. But I still have five of these...so heat it at 375 until the cheese bubbles.

Ross, you're so great. Oh, ha, ha.

[STAMMERING] Am I having a boy? You're having a boy. Aah! I'm having a boy. I'm having a boy.

[IN UNISON] We already knew that.

Yes. And that would be a shutdown. [IN UNISON] Shutout!

You guys are always hanging out in my apartment. Come on, I'll only use my left hand, huh? Come on, wussies.

One more game? Oh, yeah.