Joey: Hey, that is so great about the job.
Chandler: Thanks, man.
Joey: And I like to think I had a little somethin' to do with it...
Chandler: Really? What?
Joey: Well, before, with the wishbone? ...I didn't wish we would win the lottery, I wished you'd get the job.
Chandler: (genuinely touched) Oh, yeah? (checks over his shoulder) Listen, don't tell Monica, she'll rip your heart right out.