The One Where They All Turn Thirty

She's not as pretty as she was when she was 29.

Please don't use the words 'old' or 'downhill'... or 'They still look pretty damn good.'

Can I keep the presents and still be 29?

Really? Is that how you felt when you turned 30? Why, God, why? We had a deal. Let the others grow old, not me!

Your roommate's a soap opera star. Your character is in a coma.

I promised myself I wouldn't cry at this one.

Yeah, but you shouldn't compare yourself to me.

I did it! One mile on a Hippity Hop.

Girls, this thing is a godsend, if you know what I mean.

Doing nothing on your 30th is better than doing something stupid, like Ross.

How hot do I look in this?

Ross, a sports car? Wouldn't it be cheaper to just stuff a sock down there?

What's the horsepower? I don't know, but look how shiny!

Ross's car won't start after promising the smoothest ride

Son of a bitch! Look, I know what you're going through. I'm totally freaked out about turning 25.

Get out of my apartment.

But it hurts my Joey's apple.

For the last time, it's not named after each individual man.

It's older than that. Ross was conceived right near this tuxedo.

Might want to puke on you later.

That they know of.

What about your breath? That's still yours.

Rachel's delayed and confused 'Surprise!' reaction

I'll break into this minivan, put it in neutral. You push it forward so Ross can get out of the spot.

Yeah, we're not 30. We're 31. That's what it says on my birth certificate. You have a birth certificate?

Do you have mine? No, I sold it to a Swedish runaway.

Your middle name is Pamela? Yes. I never knew mine. Do you remember what it is? Yes. Phoebe. That's my first name. Right. Okay. Then, no.

I'll get twice as drunk, then no one will even notice her.

Taking care of a drunk, naked woman seems like a job for Joey.

Stick to the list. Always stick to the list.

For my last birthday, you gave me a hug.

No, no. That was a joke. I know, I get it. It's funny. Because you're not a grandma. To be a grandma, you have to be married and have children. I don't have any of those things. That's why it's so funny.

And you want to have them all at the same time and all for your brother.

Which gives Prada four years to start making maternity clothes.

Really? That long?

I'm telling you, it's like watching Bambi learn how to walk.

I want to make love to you right here, right now. I really wish that you wouldn't.

I didn't even have to take off my top yet.

That's right, Mom and Dad. Your little old 'Harmomica' is hammered.

That's not gonna happen. Because we have a new deal.

Like I haven't met any Portuguese people. I haven't had the perfect kiss. And I haven't been to sniper school.

That's one thing to cross off your list.

Plus, I'm one-sixteenth Portuguese.

Ross and friends fail to lift the sports car

Whatever. I'm not your mother. Not in the street!

Twenty-four, actually. Oh, God.

If I only want two kids, can I keep him for another year?

Yes! My baby's finally free.

How hot are we?

You want to buy a car?