Monica: Chandler. I'm unemployed and in dire need of a project. Wanna work out? I can remake you.
Chandler: Oh, y'know I would, but that might get in the way of my lying around time.
Everyone: C'mon, let her do it!
Chandler: Alright. But if we put on spandex and my boobs are bigger than yours, I'm going home.
Phoebe: Your boobs are fine. Look, I never should have said anything. Come here. Come here. (pretending he's too fat to hug) Oh, can't make... hands... meet...