Phoebe Buffay Quotes (Page 5)
Rachel: Oh, and-and on page 2, he's not reaching for her heaving beasts.
Monica: What's a niffle?
Joey: You can usually find them on the heaving beasts.
Rachel: Alright, alright, alright — so I'm not a great typist…
Ross: Wait! Did you get to the part about "his huge, throbbing pens"? Well, yeah, you don't wanna be around when he starts writing with those!
Phoebe: I just got to the part about "her public hair".
Ross: My friend Bethel saved him from a lab experiment.
Phoebe: How cruel! What parents would name their kid Bethel?
Monica: Phoebe?
Phoebe: Okay, okay. If I were omnipotent for a day, I would want world peace, no more hunger, good things for the rainforest... and bigger boobs.
Ross: Oh... see, you took mine!
Phoebe: And I brought Operation! But, um... I lost the tweezers, so we can't operate. But we can prep the guy!
• Vote for this Quote! • August 5th, 2007 Phoebe: It's not mine! I didn't earn it. If I kept it, it would be like stealing!
Rachel: Yeah, but if you spent it, it would be like shopping!
Phoebe: You know, it's even worse when you're twins.
Rachel: You're a twin?
Phoebe: Oh, yeah. We don't speak. She's like this… high-powered, driven, career type.
Chandler: What does she do?
Phoebe: She's a waitress.
Phoebe: Monica, um, you're scaring me. I mean, you're like, you're like, all chaotic and twirly, you know, and… n-not in a good way.
• Vote for this Quote! • August 5th, 2007 Joey:Hey Pheobe, do you wanna come over and help us put Ross' furniture together?
Phoebe: I wish I could but I don't want to.
Phoebe: I remember when I first came to this city. I was fourteen. My mom had just killed herself, and my step-dad was back in prison, and I got here, and I didn't know anybody. And I ended up living with this albino guy who was, like, cleaning windshields outside Port Authority, and then he killed himself. And then, I found aromatherapy! So believe me, I know exactly what you're going through.
[Rachel just gapes.]
Ross: The word you're looking for is, "Anyway…"
Monica: Just breathe, that's it. Just try to think of nice, calm things.
Phoebe: Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. Doorbells and sleigh bells and something with mittens. La la la la la la something and noodles with string ...
Rachel: I'm all better now.
Phoebe: I helped!
