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CHANDLER: That's so cool.� I'll let Monica know.
(Chandler hangs up and calls Monica who is reading a book on their sofa as the phone rings.)
MONICA: Hello?
MONICA: Really?� But tomorrow night is the only night I get off from the restaurant.� If you go to the game, we won't have a night together for another week.
MONICA: Chandler look, I don't want to be one of those wives who says, "You can't go to the game.� You have to spend time with me."� So, if you could just realize it on your own . . .
MONICA: Tell him that you haven't seen your wife in a long time.� Tell him that having a long-distance relationship is really difficult.� Tell him that what little time we have is precious.
[Scene:� Monica and Chandler's apartment.� Monica is wearing a sexy negligee.� She pours two glasses of wine as Chandler enters with a carry-on suitcase.� He sets the case by the door.)
MONICA: Hi.
MONICA: Welcome home.
CHANDLER: (Hangs his jacket over the suitcase, locks the door, then turns to Monica.)� Oh well, look at you.
MONICA: Yeah.� What do you think?
MONICA: Oh.
MONICA: Just a second.
MONICA: Why not?
MONICA: So, you lied to him?
(Monica goes to the door.� Chandler slides behind it as she opens it slightly.)
MONICA: Oh, because, um . . .� well, Chandler's going to be home in a couple of days.� So, I thought I would, you know, practice the art of seduction.
MONICA: Oh I was just doing Chandler's side of the conversation.� You know, like, "Hi, How do I look?"� (As Chandler) "Really sexy.� Could I BE any more turned on?"
MONICA: Because. . .� one of them is for you.
(Monica turns to get the wine.� Chandler peeps through the peephole.� Joey, seeing something, peeps back.� Chandler ducks.� Monica returns with two glasses of wine.� She gives one to Joey.)
MONICA: Cheers.� (She clinks his glass and pulls back.)� Okay, buh-bye.� (She closes the door.)
MONICA: You might want to keep practicing.
CHANDLER: It's Joey.� (He answers it, holding it out so that Monica can hear too.)� Hey Joe.
(Chandler and Monica look at each other.� Chandler nods.)
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment.� Chandler is seated in the chair and Monica stands behind the sofa.]
MONICA: Chandler, you have to tell Joey that you're not in Tulsa.
CHANDLER: Don't you think it's better for him to think that you're cheating on me, than for him to think that I'm cheating on him?� (Monica tips her head slightly as if asking "Did you hear yourself?")� I heard it.
MONICA: I don't want him to think that I'm having an affair.
MONICA: Yes, because all good plans start with, "I'll go down the fire escape."
MONICA: Aren't you afraid that Joey's going to figure all of this out?� (pause)� I heard it.
MONICA: Scary pigeon's back?
MONICA: (gasp) Chandler!� You're home!
(Joey gives him and odd look.� Monica gives a similar look.)
MONICA: What are you saying?
MONICA: There's no man in here.� How dare you accuse me of that.� (She slaps Chandler.)
CHANDLER: (To Monica) What is he doing?
MONICA: (smiling) I arranged some pillows on the bed to look like a guy.
JOEY: (sniffing the air and then Monica.)� Why do I smell men's cologne?
MONICA: (sniffing Joey) I think that's you.
MONICA: I can't believe you thought I was cheating.� (pointing at Joey) You own me an apology.
JOEY: Yeah, right Monica.� I'm so sorry.
MONICA: (suddenly starts issuing him out) Ah, it's an honest mistake.� It could happen to anyone.� All right, see ya.
CHANDLER: (thinks, then turns to Monica) I climb down the fire escape and you can't put that in the closet?
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's apartment " continuing action.]
CHANDLER: I'm sorry.� I, I told you I was in Tulsa because I wanted to spend the night with Monica and I, I didn't know . . .� I didn't think you'd understand.
MONICA: Joey?
MONICA: I don't know what to say.� We shouldn't have lied to you.
CHANDLER: I'm sorry. �That's the one thing I can't do.� I promised I'd be with Monica.
MONICA: (taps chandler on the arm) You can go.
MONICA: You should go to the game.� It's okay.� I want you to.
MONICA: Yeah, I'll be fine.� You know, maybe I'll stay here and practice the art of seduction.
MONICA: It's gonna be so hot!� (She kisses him.)
MONICA: Have fun.
Joey: Richard told Monica he wants to marry her!
Monica: Hi.
Monica: I dont know.
Monica: Why dont you just weigh out the good stuff about the relationship against the bad stuff. I mean thats what I did when I first (looks at Chandler and pauses) weighing stuff.
Monica: I dont know why Im here.
Monica: No thats, thats okay.
Monica: No.
Monica: (suspiciously) Okay. (Exits to carry out Phoebes wishes.)
Monica: All right, listen up. There is usually only one dress in each size so when they open those doors, fan out. Now, this is what youre looking for! (Holds up a picture of it.) Memorize it! When you locate the dress, blow on these. All right? (She passes out whistles to them.) Three short blasts, when you hear it. Come running.
Monica: Fair? Please dont even talk to me about fair! Fair wouldve been you wanting to marry me back then! Or fair wouldve been Chandler wanting to marry me now! Believe me, nothing about this is fair! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!
(Monica takes the bear, grabs his hat, and rips off his head.)
Elizabeth: So uh, Monica is Rosss sister.
Chandler: I cant talk to you now, I gotta find Monica!
(Monica gets down on one knee.)
Monica: Yes.
Monica: Oh
Monica: All right.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Chandler and Monica are cuddling on the couch.]
Monica: (opening the door) What are you doing?
Ross: Once Monica was sent to her room without dinner, so she ate the macaroni off a jewelry box shed made.
[Cut to Monica out on the balcony.]
[Cut to Monica.]
[Scene: The beach house, Chandler is simulating hes coming to pick up Monica for a date. Chandler knocks on the door, and Monica answers it.]
Monica: Chandler, youre not fourteen anymore. Okay? Maybe its time that you let that stuff go. If your fathers not at your wedding youre gonna regret it for the rest of your life.
Chandler: To Monica!
Monica: Awww, come onwaitstop it. Okay, to Monica.
Monica: Okay everybody, lets go! Lets go!
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Chandler is reading Chicken Soup for the Soul as Monica enters.]
Rachel: (To Monica) Yeah, youre on your own.
Phoebe: (To Rachel) Thank you Rachel but, look at Monica!
Monica: Yeah, but I dont think we have time.
Monica: (moving over to the couch) Still smoking cigars?
Monica: Phoebe!
Ross: Wow! Happy Monicas night!
Monica: Do you think things would have been better if you'd just told her the truth?
Monica: All right then, when Im done with this place, its gonna be ten times better than that place!
MONICA: Yeah, am I in it?
Monica: (To Rachel) Hey! Dont be a baby!
Monica: Inside of telling us you decided to write in your stupid book!
Monica: I dont know exactly. Its-its sorta like wrestling.
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Monica is in the living room and Phoebe is in her room.]
Ross: Okay, Monica. Mon, uh what-what you just saw
Monica: No its not! No! No! Now its about you and Ross getting back together!
Monica: Thats true.
Chandler: No, if crazy plate lad.. <sees Monica frustrated at this comment> If Monica dies then I would get Emma, Right?
Monica: Thunder being stolen!!
Monica: Okay, we have a lot of options here, a number of prototypes for you to try on.
Rachel: Okay come on Phoebe, its nothing! Monica, come on!
(they all start to dive for the ball and Monica and Ross grab it at the same time.)
Monica: Well, were still talking about it, arent we?
Monica: Yes that would be lovely.
Rachel: Honey, Monica, this is ridiculous! Look
Monica: Hmm? (Rachel holds up the candlesticks.)
Rachel: Oh Monica come on, yknow I dont sleep with guys on the first date!
Monica: I love you!
Monica: Paris?
Monica: Keep talking.
Monica: What?!
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, Joey is returning and finds Chandler, Monica, and Rachel are there.]
Monica: (opening the door) Hi Pheebs, whats up? (She enters.)
Monica: Yes.
(Monica opens the door to Ross and Rachel.)
Rachel: Monica, what are you talking about?
Monica: And yet, here we are doing it again.
Rachel: Ugh, Monica I dont want to steal your stupid thunder!
Monica: Oh please! Why else would you have made out with Ross?!
Monica: Oh, is that why you did it the secret hallway where nobody ever goes?!
Monica: Thats right. (A noise comes from the living room.) Did you hear something?
Monica: (outside the door) Its Monica, open up!
Monica: I know why!
Monica: Okay! Why?!
Monica: What do you mean?
Rachel: All right Monica, do you want to know why I was with Ross tonight?!
Monica: Well, maybe you could give to somebody else. Ooh, like Ross Geller.
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Phoebe is singing outside Monica and Chandlers door.]
Monica: Okay! (Runs off.)
Monica: Do you really see this as a long-term thing?
Monica: (entering from her room) Oww!
MONICA: Mmmmm.
[Scene: Monica’s apartment. Monica is cleaning with a vacuum and then she cleans it with a dust buster. The guys enter the room.]
Ross: Umm, okay, yeah, sure. But wh-whats wrong with Monica and Chandler?
Monica: Megan!
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Rachel and Monica are pretty much telling Chandler what the wedding plans are.]
Monica: I am loud!
Megan: Monica!
Monica: You came?!
Monica: Oh my God! Its like one mind.
Monica: This is my dress!
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel has just found out about Chloe and is screaming at Ross. The rest of the gang is trapped in Monica's bedroom.]
Monica: Yes it is! You saw me wearing it!
Monica: Oh dad, really you dont need to
Monica: I can not see him? I mean, you can't tell me what to do!
Monica: Oh, wait, is he the guy I met at Christmas?
Monica: What? You freak! You wouldnt even have known about this place if it wasnt for me!
Monica: What about when I started dating Chandler?
[Scene: Monica, Chandler, and Phoebe's, Monica and Chandler are returning from dinner, Rachel is already there.]
Monica: My parents spent the money for our wedding!
Monica: Rachel! Rachel! You havent touched Eldads hair!
Monica: How much?
Ross: And; people thinking its huge has led Monica to believe that we are stealing her thunder. (To Monica) Which we are not!