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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?
[Scene: Central Perk, Joey, Monica, Ross, and Chandler are watching Phoebe polish the daisies on her bike outside.]
Monica: All you had to do was buy the card!
Monica: (entering) Hey guys!
Monica: (entering) Hey, you guys.
Monica: For your information, ass munch, I've lost four pounds. Maybe even five with all the dancing. (A guy enters holding a pizza box)
(Monica sits down on the barca lounger.)
Chandler: (To Monica) How are you feeling?
Monica: Ha, ha, very funny, very funny. But I think we'd like to give poker another try. Shall we, ladies?
Mrs. Geller: Speech! Come on Monica!
Monica: Oh man!
Monica: Hes gonna eat the cake!
Monica: What about your breath?! (Breathes on him.)
(They spilt into their sexes and the girls read Monicas and the guys read Chandlers. The girls gasp and groan and the guys laugh hysterically.
Monica: I'm not really here. Just thought I'd drop these off...on the way.. my way... Do you come here a lot? Without me?
Chandler: (To Ross) Monica said wedding.
Monica: Okay, so Ross will be doing the reading.
Monica: Yeah, it's just we don't think of you as really being so much "with the words".
Monica: Do you mind telling us what it is?
Monica: Wouldnt you love to do it just once?! (Raises her hand towards Chandler.)
Monica: Who are they killing off?
Rachel and Monica: Noo!!
PHOE: Ok, all right. We want to hear everything. Monica, get the wine and unplug the phone. Rachel, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?
Monica: Why did I 'woo-hoo'? I mean, what was I hoping would happen? That-that he'd turn round and say 'I love that sound, I must have you now'?
Monica: Mom says it's all of Manhattan, parts of Brooklyn and Queens, and they have no idea when it's coming back on.
Monica: Rosss apartment is nice! How come we don't hang out here more often?
Monica: It sounds like its coming from across the street.
Monica: What is that?
Chandler: (To Monica) Shes not as pretty as she was when she was 29.
Monica: What?
Monica: Nooo!!
Monica: So-so you wouldve just lied?
Monica: Please! I made this game what it is.
[Scene: Monicas birthday, its just after the surprise.]
(Ross angrily throws the kit into one of Monicas new boxes.)
Monica: Do you want some shortbread? Eh thats Scottish like you are.
Monica: What if I turn out the lights? (Runs to shut them off.)
Monica: And y'know what, I just realised, in the last year Ive only gone out with two guys, Richard and Julio. You gotta help me out here, you gotta set me up, you gotta get me back in the game.
JOEY: [Monica walks back in the kitchen] Ok ok ok ok. Monica, we'll bring him, but only if he takes the Jaguar.
Monica: (yelling at the top of her lungs) Im engaged!!!!!! Im engaged!!!!
Monica: No, you said the baby creeps you out.
Monica: Hey. So um, I was thinking that maybe we should start dividing up our stuff.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, erm, Chandler and Joey's, the gang minus Monica and Rachel are eating breakfast. Ross and Chandler are sitting at the foosball table and eating.]
Monica: What is DOOL?
Joey: (examining it) Ohh, a hunk of sandwich from last year. (Monica drops the sandwich)
MONICA: Ok, which one of us do you think is gonna be the first one to get married?
Monica: Hey Hon, could you help me get the plates down?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica and Phoebe are cooking, Chandler is reading a magazine.]
Monica: You said you loved me! I can't believe this!
Rachel: (screaming) MONICA!!!! MONICA!!!! (Runs to Monicas.)
Monica: (entering with Rachel) Oh my God! Its true!! Oh my God you are so amazing! Oh my God, can I just ask you to do me oh, just one favor?
Monica: Nice to meet you! My God youre great!
Monica and Chandler: No!
Monica: Oh my God! A friend hes looking at differently, but its wrong. Its Rachel!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica and Rachel are about to read another one of Joey's efforts.]
Monica: I just thought it would be nice if I could have just this one night!
Monica: Im so happy for you!
Joey: So, Ross and Rachel got married, Monica and Chandler almost got married, do you think you and I should hook up?
Rachel: Phoebe is gonna be Monicas maid of honor!
Monica: Well forget it! It doesnt hurt that (tries to take a step) baaad!!!!
Rachel: What-what about Monica?
Monica: So I, I told Rachel it was just gonna be the two of us.
Monica: What were you doing in Africa?
Monica: (from the bedroom) Dont come in here!
Monica: Come on! It wasnt that bad!
Monica: All right, what about the third guy?
Monica: Can you blame him?
Monica: Well then we still have a problem.
Monica: Phoebe, were getting married, married; not sixth grade married.
Monica: Are you serious?
Monica: No! We only mess around at his place!
Monica: Having a perfectly decorated tree is not what Christmas is about. Its about being with the people that you love.
Monica: Hey! My first review is out!
Monica: That is true.
Monica: Joey look its really sweet
Monica: Were never gonna find anybody.
Monica: Well, doing nothing on your thirtieth is better than doing something stupid, like Ross.
Monica: It might be kinda cool.
Monica: Hey Pheebs, hows it going?
Monica: Oh, Im sorry. Can I get you something?
Monica: No, Im wearing a wedding dress.
[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe, Chandler, and Monica are there.]
Monica: You dont have a car. And your license expired.
Monica: No Phoebe, those are like the side affects and stuff.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the entire gang is there, eating breakfast. Phoebe is on the couch, fidgeting.]
Monica: Yeah but Im not keeping it.
Monica: In case it happens.
Monica: Oh, Id like a latte. Oh yknow what? If youre gonna talk about me, Im gonna go with you.
Monica: Did I squeeze it too hard?
Monica: You did it! You got ordained?!
Monica: Yeah!
Monica: Ross! The neighbors ate all my candy!!
Monica: Really?
Monica: Look at that! Look at that! Theyre going into the first class lounge! Do you know what they have in there?
Monica: All right? Whats going on?
Monica: Its wrong. You know what else is wrong? Phoebe picking Rachel.
Monica: Joey!
Rachel: Wow, y'know if Joey and Chandler walked in right now, we could make a fortune! (Monica is straddling Rachel and holding her arms down. In a rather risqu� pose, at least for primetime TV.)
Monica: Honey? Is that something youre making up?
Monica: Come on, no peeking! (They are leading the gang out with there hands over their eyes.)
Monica: Yknow, the possible side affects.