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(Monica enters.)
Monica: Hey. Ross, did you know Mom and Dad are going to Puerto Rico for Thanksgiving?
Monica: Yes, they are. The Blymens invited them.
Monica: I am not wrong.
Monica: No, I just talked to them.
Monica: Oh, wow, so you're gonna be one of those "healthy, healthy, healthy guys"?
Ross: (to Monica) Well, you were right. How can they do this to us, huh? It's Thanksgiving.
Monica: Ok, I'll tell you what. How about I cook dinner at my place? I'll make it just like Mom's.
Monica: You know, they're not actually supposed to have... (Ross looks at her sheepishly) I'll work on the lumps. Joey, you're going home, right?
Monica: And I assume, Chandler, you are still boycotting all the pilgrim holidays.
Monica: Phoebe, you're gonna be with your grandma?
Monica: So you're free Thursday, then.
Monica: Yeah. Rach, are you thinking you're gonna make it to Vail?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, everyone is there but Rachel.]
Monica: Hey, Rach, did you make your money?
Monica: Rach, here's your mail.
Monica: (insistently) No, here's your mail.
Monica: (gives her an envelope) Would you just open it?
Monica: We all chipped in.
Joey: (to Monica) We did?
Monica: (to Joey) You owe me 20 bucks.
Monica: (hands Chandler a bag) Chandler, here you go, got your traditional Thanksgiving feast, you got your tomato soup, your grilled cheese fixin's, and your family size bag of Funyuns.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Joey enters, upset.]
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica is cooking Thanksgiving dinner. Chandler is standing in the doorway, not wanting to participate in the festivities.]
Monica: Mmm, looking good. Ok, cider's mulling, turkey's turking, yams are yamming. (notices Ross is depressed) What?
Monica: All right, that's it. You know what? Just get out of my way and stop moping.
Joey: Hey, Monica, I got a question. I don't see any tater tots.
Monica: That's not a question.
Monica: All right, fine. Tonight's potatoes will be both mashed with lumps, and in the form of tots.
(Ross grabs for some food, Monica slaps his hand away.)
Monica: Ah!
Monica: What, Phoebe, did you whip the potatoes? Ross needs lumps!
Monica: Why would we do that?
Monica: Ok, three kinds of potatoes coming up.
Monica: Got the keys? or Got the keys!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the group is coming back from the roof.]
Monica: Ok, right about now the turkey should be crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside. Why are we standing here?
Monica: No I don't.
Monica: No I didn't. I asked, "got the ke-eys?"
Monica: (panicked) The oven is on.
Monica: Well then get it, get it!
Monica: (angry) Joey!
Monica: Can you go any faster with that?
Monica: Why do you guys have so many keys in there anyway?
Monica: I swear you said you had the keys.
Monica: Why would I have the keys?
Monica: But I didn't.
Monica: Why?
Monica: Why?
Monica: Why? Because everything is my responsibility? Isn't it enough that I'm making Thanksgiving dinner for everyone? You know, everyone wants a different kind of potatoes, so I'm making different kinds of potatoes. Does anybody care what kind of potatoes I want? Nooooo, no, no! (starting to cry) Just as long as Phoebe gets her peas and onions, and Mario gets his tots, and it's my first Thanksgiving, and it's all burned, and, and I... I...
Chandler: Ok, Monica, only dogs can hear you now, so, look, the door's open. Here we go.
Monica: Well, the turkey's burnt. (checking pots) Potatoes are ruined, potatoes are ruined, potatoes are ruined.
Monica: No, it doesn't, does it? But you wanted lumps, Ross? (picks up the pan of badly burnt potatoes) Well, here you go, buddy, ya got one.
Monica: Oh, really? So why was I busting my ass to make this delicious Thanksgiving dinner?
Monica: Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Monica: Ooh, Ugly Naked Dancing!
Monica: (holding sandwich) Does anybody wanna split this with me?
Monica: Make a wish?
Monica: I know that switch does something, okay? So-so I went down to city hall and got these. All I had to do was pay $25 and wait in line for three hours.
Monica: Damnit! Damnit!! Heres your fifty bucks! (Pays Phoebe.)
Monica: It wasnt fun?!
Monica: Daddy?!
Monica: Yeah, were trying to get pregnant.
Monica: Well, thats okay dad, we-we can wait until later.
Monica: Okay, just to be clear comedy with the plates will not be well recieved. <pinches Ross' arm>
Monica: Okay, Joeys gonna catch it, and you and I are gonna block.
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Monica is standing in the kitchen ready to leave for the rehearsal dinner.]
Monica: I dont feel good right now.
Monica: Hey.
Monica: What?
[Scene: Rachels Room, Monica is entering.]
Monica: Sure?
Monica: Well do you love him?
Monica: You cant marry him!
[Scene: The church where Ross and Emily are to be married. Judy, Andrea, and Monica enter together.]
Monica: Okay. Man, I have not made this many cookies since I was in the ninth grade.
Monica: No, honey, its. thats a special plate. See its a game, whoever gets that plate wins.
Monica: (walking by with Chandler.) Hey dad!
Monica: (lustily) Lets do it! (She kisses him and they fall back onto the bed.)
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Monica is setting the table for dinner as Chandler enters.]
Monica: Honey why dont you go lie down.
Monica: Phoebe did the signs!
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.
[Scene: Ross and Rachels, Phoebe, Monica, Ross, and Rachel are watching Emma sleep.]
Monica: Wow, hes really not letting this go, is he?
Rachel: Monica is Ross' sister.
Monica: Umm, she Rach, not it, she.
Monica: It worked!
Monica: That was me.
[Cut to Monica and Chandler's, The One With George Stephanopoulos, Phoebe is showing Monica and Rachel that she brought Operation to their slumber party.]
Monica: I know, thats why I said again!
Monica: Yeah, but Im the only one related by blood.
Monica: Hey.
Monica: Oh yeah (smiles).
Monica: Okay whats up
Monica: What? Who says that?
Monica: (stands up angry) Tulsa, Oklahoma!
Monica: Whats going on?
Monica: Sounds smart and healthy to me. So um, just out of curiosity, um, do you currently have any other racquetball buddies?
Monica: Excuse me?
Monica: Thank you.
Monica: Thats better. 90 seconds is a long time not to think about it except all I did was think about it.
Monica: Oh she misunderstood, she thought she was moving to Tulsa.
Monica: I promise. Hey, speaking of together, how about we send out a holiday card this year?
Monica: But I figured, you know, that shouldn't change anything. I mean, what the hell does it matter how old we are.
Monica: About a week and a half.
Monica: Okay. I-I can't watch. (Leaves as sits down to read the paper.)
Monica: Nobody cares about the Dakotas. (Thats true in so many ways, trust me, Ive lived in one and been to the other.)
Monica: Oh my God! Ross, you wouldn't believe the cute little noises the twins are making. Listen.
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Monica: Say what?
Monica: What?
Monica: Yes I am!!
[Scene: The New School, Joey and Monica are walking down a hallway.]
Monica: Yes I did, Im Monica, Super Aunt
Monica: No.
Monica: You may be okay about getting hurt, but I am not okay with being the one who hurts you. Thats why I cant take this job.
Monica: (loudly) What!?
Monica: Shhh! We just got her to go to sleep
[Scene: Mr. Geller's birthday party. Monica and Richard are alone in the kitchen.]
Rachel: No its really okay Monica!
Monica: (comes running out the kitchen to the bedroom) Got it! Got it! Got it! Got it! Got it! Got it!
Rachel: (To Monica) Do you have to go?
Monica: Wow! For just a week you guys are really close, huh?
Monica: But that's clearly a joke. This could easily be true. (Phone rings)
<Monica holds a turkey leg up in the air over the plate trying to cut meat off with a knife>
MONICA: [Chandler tries to come back with a smart-ass remark but can't swallow the muffin.] Quick, Phoebe, tell us before he can swallow.
Monica: Breaks your heart doesnt it
Monica: Hey!
Monica: You got out of the whole Tulsa thing?
Monica: It's great! How?
Chandler: Definitely roses. (Monica and Rachel exchange a look.) Well, I just think theyre a little more weddingy. (Monica holds the Lily picture closer to him.) But Lilies are the clear choice.
Monica: No. I can't be away from you for that long.
Monica: Oh come on, its only fair, you paid for the flight. Now is, is that enough lire?
Monica: I know! (They high-five.)
Joey: Well, the reason I think Monica and Chandler are so great
Chandler: Mm! Night Gar! (Monica closes the door.)
Monica: Now see, this way you protect the plate.. and lets face it you have fun.
Monica: Excuse me?
Monica: Why don't you go see Dr. Gettleman?
Monica: (interrupting) You have nothing! You're not even going out! You're her baby sitter! You have a 12-year-old girl's job!
Pete: I know Im no John Bon Jovi, (Monica laughs) or someone who find attractive, Im just, I think, y'know, that you might end up feeling differently.
Monica: Hey!
Monica: Nothing, huh?
Monica: That's so sweet. Find anything?
Monica: What are you doing?
Monica: Oh-ho-ho, sweetie, sweetie, you gotta stop saying that, now. Its no big deal, its not even worth mentioning, you see we all do it all the time. See watch this, Ben, Ben, Ben. (goes over and starts hitting her head on the post) Ow, Monica bang! (does it again) Everybody bang. (repeats) Ben bang. (repeats) Rachel bang. (repeats) Bang, Rachel bang! Oh, isnt that fun?
Chandler: Come on, dont be crazy. (To Rachel) You dont think theres someone out there better suited for Monica than me, do ya? (Rachel looks at him.)
Monica: You're right. (Pause) Maybe I shouldn't go.
Monica: Manhattan.
Monica: Ok who thinks the food is delicious and a little pretention never hurt anyone? (a few raise their hands)
Monica: Really?
Monica: Are you serious? You still see Dr. Gettleman?
Chandler: Man, I'm so lucky I have Monica.
Monica: Where have you been?
Monica: Promise to call me when you land.
Monica: I love you too. (They kiss)
Ross: Its a car Monica! Not a rocket ship!