Rachel: This is about you stealing my wind!
Ross: Your wind?
Rachel: Yes, my wind. How do you expect me to grow if you won't let me blow?
Ross: You, you know I... I don't, have a... have a problem with that.
Rachel: Okay, I just, I just really need to be with myself right now. I'm sorry.
Phoebe: (cautioning) Mm-mm-mm! Mm!
Rachel: You're right, I don't have to apologize. (to Phoebe) Sorry--damn it!