Phoebe: (looking at Emma) I just can't decide who she looks more like... you or Rachel?
Ross: Oh, what are you kidding? She's gorgeous... it's all Rachel.
Phoebe: I'm sorry... for the last time, why aren't you two together again? (Ross remains silent) No, I know. I know, because you're not in that place. Which would be fine, except you totally are.
Ross: It's, it's complicated, okay?
Phoebe: Yeah, that's true. Yeah, you love her. You always have. You have a child together. There is no right answer.
Ross: Look, we've been together... okay? ...and then apart... and then together, and then apart... and now we have a baby. It's just, if, if we got together again and it didn't work out? ...I could never do that to Emma. I mean she, she (he starts to cry) Oh that's... now me. Do they put something in the water in this place? Rachel and I, we're doing really... we're doing really well right now.
Phoebe: I know. I know. I know. I know, and if you try to make it more you might wreck it.
Ross: Yeah, exactly.
Phoebe: Right. Or you might get everything you've wanted since you were fifteen.