Phoebe discovers that her mother used to shield her from the sad parts of movies, like Old Yeller. She rents all the movies her mother used to show her, and gets rather depressed and pessimistic. Ross, bothered that he's missing significant steps in Ben's development, takes Ben for a weekend. Ben says his first words. At Monica's request, Chandler and Joey start spending time hanging out with Richard. Then they try to be more like Richard: Joey smokes cigars and Chandler grows a mustache. Richard starts to talk and dress like Chandler. They end up spending too much time together, until Richard discovers they view him as a father figure, rather than one of the guys. Rachel finds out that Ross has his future with her all planned out, and she panics.
Monica: All right, I've got a leg, three breasts, and a wing.
Chandler: Well how do you find clothes that fit?
Phoebe: What is happening to the world? I mean, because E.T. leaves,
and... and Rocky loses, Charlotte dies...
Richard: Charlotte who?
Phoebe: With the web. The spider, she dies, she dies. She has babies
and dies. It's like, you know: Hey, welcome home from the hospital. Thud.
Phoebe: Please, I almost fell for that with, uh, Pride of the Yankees.
I thought I was gonna see a film about yankee pride, and then, boom! The guy
gets Lou Gehrig's disease.
Richard: Uh, the guy was Lou Gehrig. Didn't you kinda see it coming?
Richard: Don't worry, I like hanging out with those guys. It's fun for me. They're different than my other friends. They don't start sentences with, "You know who just died shoveling snow?"
Phoebe: Does it matter? You're ultimately just gonna die or get divorced or have to blow your pet's head off.
Rachel: I don't know, you tell me! One minute I'm holding Ben like a football. The
next thing I know, I've got two kids and I'm living in Scarsdale complaining about the taxes!
Ross: Well I'm sorry. I think about stuff. You know, I mean, you're at
work, you're assembling bones, your mind wanders.
Richard: But... he gets it back, passes to the middle, lines it up,
and... bam! Yes! Could that shot be any prettier?
Joey: Man, you are incredible!
Richard: Well, we had a table in college.
Chandler: Oh, really? I didn't know they had foosball in the 1800's.
Richard: Nice moustache, by the way. When puberty hits that thing's really gonna kick in.
