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Ross: 'Cause, I'm a stupid, stupid man.
Rachel: Yeah! Once, I figure out what I'm wearing.
Phoebe: (on machine) "Hi, it's me, I'm coming over now. Hey, what if I'm already there when your playing this message?" (to the guys) Is that too spooky?
Joey: I'm so sorry.
Chandler: All right, fine, you know what, we'll both sit in the chair. (sits on Joey's lap) I'm soooo, comfortable.
Chandler: All right! Fine! I'm going. But when I get back it's chair sitting, and I'm the guy who's....sitting in a chair! (leaves)
Monica: (on machine) "Hi, it's Monica. I'm just checking in 'cause I got this message from you and I didn't know if it was old or new or what. So, I'm just checkin'. So let me know, or don't, whatever. I'm breezy."
Rachel: Well, hon-ey. I'm just trying to look nice for your big night.
Joey: That's right! I'm taking the essence.
Ross: Look, I'm sorry, I thought it looked pretty.
Joey: Because, I'm not wearing any underwear now.
Joey: It's a rented tux. Okay. I'm not gonna go commando in another man's fatigues.
Joey: Okay, you hide my clothes. I'm gonna do the exact opposite to you.
Phoebe: (entering from Rachel's room, wearing a huge bow to cover the stain) Okay, I'm ready.
Monica: (entering from her room) Okay. I gotta call Michelle. I gotta see if that was her voice or not. I'm sorry, I just have to.
Monica: (on phone) Michelle, I only beeped in so I could hear my message. I mean that's allowed. Yeah-huh! I mean look, yeah, you know what I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell your Dad about. What do you mean, you're not comfortable with this? Come on we're friends!! (Michelle hangs up) That bitch always hated me. I'm calling her back.
Rachel: I'm not gonna gooo.
Rachel: No, I think I'm gonna catch up on my correspondence.
Rachel: I'm not gonna gooo, so I think that will accomplish the not going.
Rachel: Well, ever since I was humiliated and yelled at in front of my friends, I'm just, I don't know, not in a museum benefitty kind of mood.
Ross: Right. Right, okay, okay. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I yelled.
Rachel: I'm not mad.
Rachel: I'm just not going.
Joey: Okay, buddy-boy. Here it is. You hide my clothes, I'm wearing everything you own.
Joey: Look at me! I'm Chandler! Could I be wearing any more clothes? Maybe if I wasn't going commando...
Ross: Okay, okay. Enough, enough with the lunging. No! I'm sick of this. Okay. I've had it up to here with you two! Neither you can come to the party!
Ross: You know what I don't care. The only person I cared about getting dressed, is the one person that says she's not even gonna go. Look Rach, I'm sorry. Okay. Look, I-I wa, I was a jerk. I'm sorry I yelled. I want you there, I need you there. Look, what, what can I do that can show you how much, how much I want you to be there.
Ross: (to Joey) How 'bout instead you, go get changed! (to Chandler) You, give him back his underwear! I'm gonna go get a cab, and I want everyone down stairs in two minutes! Monica!
Monica: Hi, uh, Richard it's Monica, um, listen I did something kind of crazy tonight, um, maybe I'm getting my period or something, I don't know. Um, anyway, I, I, I beeped into your machine and I heard a message that, that freaked me out, and um, you know what Michelle will tell you the rest. I, I, um, I'm sorry, okay, I, I hope that we can forget the whole thing. Okay, bye.
Monica: (on machine) "Hi, uh, Richard it's Monica, um, listen I did something kind of crazy tonight, um, maybe I'm getting my period or something, I don't know." Nooo!!
Rachel: I'm going commando, too.
Phoebe: Because, I'm just, I'm incredibly anal and an unbelievable control freak.
Monica: Chandler! I have to tell you, you smell so smokey I have to get up. I'm not kidding. (She's not; she stands and walks away. Chandler moves closer.)
Rachel: Uh, actually, I think I'm gonna be busy.
Joey: (Shocked) Oh! Well that's it! He's the last one to go. I'm locking you guys in. (turns the bolts of the door, thereby locking it)
CHAN: OK, I'm gonna get some more coffee before the pinching and eye-poking begins.
Mike: I'm sorry too. And just to be clear, I didn't hit his mother with a car.
ROSS: Hi, we're visitiing. It's Ben and his da-da. Da-da. Can you say da-da? Look, I'm gonna tell your momies you said it anyway so you might as well try.
Phoebe: Hi, yeah, hi! I'm umm, Phoebe Buffay, and I have babies coming out of me.
Monica: (answers the phone) Hello? (Listens.) (To Phoebe) It's Joey. (Phoebe's proud of herself.) (To Joey) I'm so glad you called! Chandler told me what happened. Y'know he's really upset about it.
Rachel: I'm all better now.
CHANDLER: I'm just saying that sometimes we like to do stuff that costs a little more.
Ross: I'm serious. I just don't trust that guy, okay?
Ross: I'm divorced! I'm only 26 and I'm divorced!
Rachel: (on phone) Hello?(Listens) Mindy! Hi! Hey, how are you? (Listens) Yes, yes, I've heard, congratulations, that is so great. (Listens) Really? (Listens) Oh. (Listens) Okay. Okay, well I'm working tomorrow, but if you want you can, you can, you can come by and... (Listens) Okay... (Listens) Great... (Listens) Great... (Listens) All right, so I'll, so I'll see you tomorrow! (Listens) Okay.. (Listens) Okay... (Listens) Bye. (Hangs up and sits down heavily.) Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.
Rachel: I'm gonna go get one of those (Thinks) job things.
Charlie: I'm sorry, I have a really early class in the morning, but this has been lovely.
Rachel: Barry, I'm sorry... I am so sorry... I know you probably think that this is all about what I said the other day about you making love with your socks on, but it isn't... it isn't, it's about me, and I ju- (She stops talking and dials the phone.) Hi, machine cut me off again... anyway...look, look, I know that some girl is going to be incredibly lucky to become Mrs. Barry Finkel, but it isn't me, it's not me. And not that I have any idea who me is right now, but you just have to give me a chance too... (The maching cuts her off again and she redials.)
Rachel: I'm just serving it.
Phoebe: Yes. Yes! Fine! I am someone! You want me to say it? I have doubts! (Pause) I'm sorry! (Puts her head down.)
Carol: I'm pregnant.
Joey: I'm thinking we've got a bookcase here.
Phoebe: It's just my knitting that's all! (A dog sticks its head out of Phoebe's bag. Everyone looks puzzled.) Yes! I knit this. I'm very good.
Joey: (entering) Look, what am I gonna do? I'm not flirting but still, I'm drawing her to me like - like a moth to a flame! (Tries to put his feet on the coffee table...they won't reach and looks around.) What the hell's going on over here?!?!? (Points to Chandler) Monica's gonna kill you! Look I need your help, I have to do something to-to repel this woman! Wait a minute, wait a minute, you guys repel women all the time.
Monica: I'm sorry, why is this girl going to call me?
MONICA: You know what? I'm not gonna be able to enjoy this.
Rachel: I'm just cleaning up.
Ross: (entering) Sorry I'm late, I was stuck at work. There was this big dinosaur.. thing.. anyway.
Phoebe: Okay, I'm gonna go too. I'm gonna go to the airport. I figure if I hang around there long enough, someone's bound to leave one of those planes unattended.
Rachel: I'm- uh- I'm okay... You look great!
Phoebe: Sorry Frank, I'm kinda in the middle of the last favor you asked me to do.
Joey: Because I forgot about our date, I'm so sorry.
Phoebe: Yeah- no- I'm just- it's, I haven't worked- It's my bank.
Chandler: I'm smoking. I'm smoking, I'm smoking.
Phoebe: Yes! They called and you didn't get it! Okay, I mean you didn't get it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry about the dog, everything. I'm sorry.
Phoebe: No, I'm fine.
RACH: Ah, hah-hah-hah-ho, yeah, he wishes. Oh, I'm sorry, look at me. OK, Michael, let's talk about you.
Monica: Wait a minute! We're talking about someone that I'm going out with?
Chandler: (deadpan) Ooh, I'm alive with pleasure now.
Monica: I'm sorry..
Monica: I'm, I'm really sorry.
Chandler: ...That's it. I'm getting cigarettes.
Joey: You are? Ross, I'm sorry..
Chandler: And! They like me more just because I was with ya! I think you repaired a lot of the damage from when they met Joey. And Doug wants us to play tennis with them. He's never even talked to me outside of work. Except for that time when we bumped into each other at that strip club. (She glares at him.) Strip church. Anyway, I'm gonna go try and find a racquet.
Rachel: What? Guys, I'm not.
Ross: But I'm not! (pause). You know what if you're in the mood for Thai food...
Ross: If you have to call me name, I prefer "Ross the Divorcer". It's just cooler. Look, I know my marriage isn't exactly work out. But I love to be that committed to another person. And Carol had some good times before she became a lesbian... and once afterward. I'm sorry.
Ross: O is for "oh, wow!" The V is for this very surprising turn of events, which I'm still fine with by the way. E is for how extremely normal I find it. That you two are together. And now one day you might get married and have children of your own.
Phoebe: Oh, that's Sarah. No, no. Don't you get any ideas, ok? No, I'm not setting you up with any more of my friends!
RACHEL: Oh god. I think I'm gonna be sick.
Rachel: (on phone) Ohhh... I'm fine.
RACH: Ummmm.... well, actually I'm already done, but I...I kinda got plans.
Laura: (laughing nervously) I'm sorry that you had to see that. I'm so embarrassed...
Angela: Forget it Joey. I'm with Bob now.
Joey: Monica, I'm tellin' you, this guy is perfect for you.
Joey: Eww! Look, I'm asking a favor here. If I do this for her brother, maybe Angela will come back to me.
Ross: Of course not, I'm... suggesting Geller-Willick-Bunch.
Ross: Right, I'm gonna go talk to Joey. I think this is the right time. He's always in a good mood after the flight attendant says "duty free".
Rachel: I'm not! This is what I'm doing now. I've got this job-
Rachel: Well, not myself, but I know other people that have. Ok, you caught me. I'm a laundry virgin.
Chandler: We can? All right, I'm tryin' that.
Joey: All right, look, I'm not proud of this, ok? Well, maybe I am a little.
Ross: Look, I don't have to answer your questions! Okay? I'm a big boy, I can do whatever I want!
Janine: Well, I don't think there is anything to do. I mean I think you're really sweet, but I'm just not interested in you like that.
Monica: (leaving) I'm outta here.
Chandler: Yeah, I'm cool. Casual.
Chandler: I'm fine.
Chandler: Oh, my god, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?
Chandler: I'm not fine. Here she comes.
Joey: Well, I'm keeping so many things to myself these days, something was bound to slip out! (He glares at Chandler.)
Chandler: I'm free! I'm free!
Monica: (notices his head) Oh, I'm sorry.
Rachel: Oh, hi! I would check your hand but... I'm sure you don't want to get my chicken disease!
Phoebe: Hi, Ben. I'm your father. I am... the head. Aaaaaahhhh.... (puts picture down, sees Ross staring at her) Alright, this barbecue is gonna be very fun.
Phoebe: I can't believe I never realized this before, I'm in my thirty's and never been in a long-term relationship oh my god (starts crying) what's wrong with me.
Chandler: Oh, I'm sorry, so 'we' is?
Monica: Oh. I'm sorry it didn't work out.
Aurora: No, I'm still married.
Joey: ...I'm his (mumbles)
Joey: I can't believe what I'm hearing here.
Joey: Well anyway, I'm glad you're back, I really need your help.
Joey: Well, I'm- I'm showering.
Monica: I'm sorry, Joey. I'm gonna go to bed, guys.
Chandler: (In a helium voice, holding a balloon) I'm sorry, I got a little occupied.
Chandler: Jill says vestibule... I'm going with vestibule.
Ross: No, no, no. I'm not in the zone.
Ross: I'm going to do it.
Phoebe: This is so typical. I'm always the last one to know everything.
Chandler: Wait! I just want you to know that... I'm so happy you're going to be here.
Monica: No, it is me! Y'know, I'm not just the person who needs to fluff the pillows and pay the bills as soon as they come in! Y'know, when I'm with her, I am so much more than that. I'm- I'm Monana!
Chandler: Well, I tried Billy Jean King, but... (Ross glares at him) you know, you and Monica have the same "I'm gonna kill you" look...? I can usually make it go away by kissing her... (Ross continues to glare at him and Chandler leans in as if he's going to kiss Ross)
Chandler: You look great. I'm so glad we're having this rehearsal dinner, you know, I so rarely get to practice my meals before I eat them.
Rachel: Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no, that's OK, I don't need them. I'm going for fours.
Ross: Look, I'm sorry to hear about your tragedy, ok? But the swings are perfectly safe, and besides Emma loves them. You know what, you should come with us and you'll see!
PHOEBE: Shh. In a minute, I'm gonna create a diversion. When I do, walk quickly to the door and don't look back.
Ross: I honestly don't know if I'm hungry or horny.
Jill: (on phone) Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just stuck at the bank, in an ATM vestibule.
Ross: I'm the holiday armadillo! I'm a friend of Santa's and he sent me here to wish you (Points to Ben) a Merry Christmas!
Leslie: I know. I know! I'm a duplex.
Mrs. Geller: I'm not sure I know what you're getting at.