Emily Waltham

Emily:I must've missed your call, though I didn't leave the flat all day.

Emily:I've been run down by one of your wiener carts and been strip-searched at the airport. Apparently, I look like someone who's got cocaine stuffed up their bum.

Emily · Chandler:My ass is, like, frozen. Yeah, try sticking it in the freezer for 20 minutes.

Emily · Ross · Liam · Devon:No, it's really not that bad. I mean, I, for one, feel perfectly safe. [LIAM & DEVON SHOUTING AND LAUGHING] Help! Help! Help!

Liam · Emily · Ross:Well, actually, the last time you and I saw each other was the next morning. Ha, ha. Oh, Liam. Heh. Oh, Liam.

Emily · Ross:Ha, ha. Ross play rugby? I don't think so. Heh. What? What's so funny about that?

Emily · Ross:Well, I mean, you're American, to start with. You don't really have rugby here. Heh. Well, we didn't have freedom here until 1776 either, so...

Emily:No offense, but sometimes it's hard to understand you... ...you know, with the accent, so...

Ross · Emily · Phoebe:Did you see me? I was pretty good, huh? That is one fun game. - Right. - Do me a favor? Grab me a bottle of water? - Yeah. - Thanks. - I think I'm dying. I really do.

Ross · Emily · Phoebe:But Liam's on my team. - I don't care. You just get him. - Go get him.

Emily · Ross · Phoebe:Look, your eye's still popping out a little. I'm gonna go get some ice. - Okay. - Ooh, ice, yeah. I'm so in the mood for ice.

Emily · Chandler:I got it from the gift shop. / They have really lax security there.

Emily · Ross · Chandler:It's a joke. / Anyone for more tea? / No, just me then. / Hey, Ringo.

Emily · Ross:Right. I've got to be off. I'll see you. Bye-bye, then. / Bye-bye, then.

Everyone · Emily · Monica:Surprise! / No one's thrown me a surprise party before. / Well, it was all Ross' idea.

Emily:You're so sweet. / And I'm so surprised.

Emily:Your sister told me that you used to dress up like old ladies... and host make-believe tea parties.

Emily:That's a big candy bar.

Emily:Thank you.

Emily:Yes, Joey, you can have all the chocolate you want.

Emily:Mrs. Newman, if you're listening, bugger off. None of your business.

Ross · Emily:What can we do in 17 minutes... twice? / Well, that's ambitious.

Emily:You can ignore that. That's your son. Believe me, when he's older, he'll understand.

Emily:No tongue.

Emily:I don't want to leave it till last. Last time, I left my knickers here.

Ross · Emily:Yeah, I know. I tried them on. You didn't! No, I didn't. I didn't want to be 'that guy.'

Ross · Emily:Move in with me? What?

Emily · Ross:It's a bit small. Damn! I thought that'd be romantic as hell.

Emily:I wouldn't be comfortable having any of my old lovers there

Emily:Once a cheater, always a cheater

Emily:No, you just rolled over the juice box

Ross · Emily:Well, up yours too! -What? -Oh, that's not what it means. -No! That's 'time out.' -Sorry.

Emily:What should be the most wonderful day of my life is rapidly turning into just Sunday with a spectacular amount of food.

Emily · Ross:Oh! You can't see me before the wedding. It's bad luck. I think we've had all the bad luck we're going to have.

Emily:Emily appearing at airport just as plane is leaving, creating the cliffhanger