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Ross: Uh sweetie, maybe youd be more comfortable here? (Gets up from the green armchair.)
Chandler: Dont go! Im sorry. Im so sorry! (Sees another guy who is still asleep.) Look! This guy fell asleep! He fell asleep too! Be mad at him! (Looks at him more closely.) Or, call an ambulance.
(They hug and then kiss one more time.)
Monica: Thats it. Im done. I dont care when the baby comes, no more betting.
Monica: Hello? (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Okay. (Hangs up.) I guess we can bet one more time.
Chandler: Y'know, I don't know if you've ever looked up the term goofing around in the dictionary Well, I have, and the technical definition is, two friends who care a lot about each other and have amazing sex and just wanna spend more time together. But if you have this new fangled dictionary that gets you made at me, then we have to, y'know, get you my original dictionary. I am so bad at this.
[Scene: Ross's Apartment; Ross is pacing while Joey and Chandler are working on some more furniture.]
Mrs. Burgin: Oh, say no more!
Phoebe: Okay. (they start to leave, he is still following her) Okay, you don't have to walk behind me any more.
Ross: One more day, seriously/
Ross: No, please, please, um, its for a poor little girl who wants to go to Spacecamp more than anything in the world.
Rachel: I know. (Hugs him more violently this time and pushes him back away from the letter.)
Monica: Of course theres another guy!! This is even more perfect! Now you have to prove your love!
Joey: It's okay. You know, I totally understand, alright? You guys, make way more sense than her and I ever did, you know. And... I want you to be happy.
Mike: Done it. (Phoebe becomes a little more subdued) I'll be back in a couple of hours.
Joey: Im sorry! Okay? I went down to the gift shop and its either this or a bathrobe! Look, whats more important, the way Im dressed or me being with you on your special day?
Ross: Okay, Jasmine, please, please dont. I love my girlfriend very much, and I want more than anything to just work it out with her. Okay?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Rachel: I know, I can do more than cook.
Monica: No. No, just, just, just a couple more boxes. It-it-its no big deal, all right, Im-Im cool. You gotta help me out with a couple more boxes!
MRS GREEN: I mean, this is no offense to your dad, sweetie, but I was thinking there might be more.
Joey: Um-hmm! Look, I-I-I don't know how much more of this I can take! Did you know he taped over my Baywatch tape with some show about bugs! My God! What if that had been porn?
Gary: (To Phoebe) Would you like some more coffee, baby-doll?
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, no more offers. You cant offer anything to us!
Emily: Thats just halftime, theres more of this.
Phoebe: Okay, okay. If I were omnipotent for a day, I would want, um, world peace, no more hunger, good things for the rain-forest...And bigger boobs!
Joey: Calm?! I wasnt calm! Ive never been more scared in all my life!
Tag: Wait! I think I see where youre going, but before you say anything else, can I just say one more thing? (Kisses her.)
Ross: (Stepping in between them.)Okay! Okay! Thats it!! Parents!! Parents!! Back away!! All right, this is our wedding day! From now on everyone gets along, and if I hear one more word. NO GRANDCHILDREN! (Pointing at his mother.) Thats right!!
Rachel: Okay, well cant you just try it one more time Ross? For me? For me?
Bob: Toby! Im not gonna let you cover for him. Anything you say right now will just get me more upset with Chandler!
Joey: Uh, y'know what, were having second thoughts about our copying needs. And well need a little more time to think about it.
Joey: (gets very angry) Damnit Carl! (Carl goes to say something more, and Joey silences him with a grunt.)
RACHEL: Now I love you even more.
MONICA: Rachel you have to read this book. It's called Be Your Own Windkeeper. It's about how women need to become more empowered.
Joey: When I'm with a woman, I need to know that I'm going out with more people than she is.
Phoebe: Okay, so we got some more good rejections, lots of stuff to work on.
Chandler: Yes that would have made more sense.
Chandler: Well, I got a job interview. Its kinda a big deal too. Its a lot more money and Id be doing data reconfiguration and statistical factoring.
[Scene: Looking through Ross's window, he's doing more pantomimes. The first one is he's walking a dog that has stopped, then suddenly tugs him forward.]
Mrs. Geller: (holding two pies) Monica, why don't you finish off these pies? I don't have any more room left in the fridge.
Joey: Yeah. He's gonna keep cheating on my ma like she wanted, she's gonna keep pretending she doesn't know even though she does, and my little sister Tina can't see her husband any more because he got a restraining order...which has nothing to do with anything except that I found out today.
Barry: See, about a month ago, I wanted to hurt you. More than I've ever wanted to hurt anyone in my life. And I'm an orthodontist.
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Chandler is playing Playstation, Crash Team Racing to be exact (hes in last on Hot Air Skyway to be more exact) as Joey enters from his room desperately trying to look like a 19-year-old. Hes got the wool cap, hes got the cut-off Knicks jersey over the faded T-shirt, and hes got the whole pants-around-the-knees-showing-off-the-boxers thing that rich, white, suburban kids have adopted in a desperate and extremely futile attempt to try to look like theyre from the inner-city.]
Joey: Hey! I did not cry my eyes out!! Come on! Its like the end of an era! No more J-man and Channies!!
Chandler: Yeah, if that was true, gym class would've been a lot more interesting.
Chandler: Yeah, listen, Joey isn't gonna be here tonight so why don't you come over and I'll let you uh, feel my bicep. Or maybe more.
Chandler: It was fine, yknow? But she didnt agree with me as strongly as she agreed with Joey. She was more like, "I see you point, Im all right with it."
Ross: Ok, um, uh, more clothes in the dryer? (Ross turns and bangs his head on an open dryer door.) I'm fine, I'm fine.
Monica: I know. (pause) I need more pie. (goes and gets some)
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? There is no more left, left!
Ross: Yeah Pheebs, come on, you two have completely different styles. Y'know, shes more..(shakes his shoulders, like hes dancing) y'know, and youre more (sees the look from Phoebe and stops)
Ross: Huh. Well, good luck to Dad. Say, how many more boxes would you have to sell in order to win?
Chandler: All right! Fine! But its just a lunch date, no more than an hour! And from now on I get my own dates, I dont want you setting me up with anybody ever again!
Kim: Oh, she doesn't come down here any more. You can find her up on ten.
Joey: Or maybe it's because this guy's doing so good they wanna put more people on it. (Chandler pours some juice in a glass.) You should see this guy, Chandler, he goes through two bottles a day.
Monica: I need more swordfish. (to one of the assistant chefs) Can you get me some more swordfish?
Rachel: Every day, you are becoming more and more like your mother.
Monica: Yeah. I guess. (She puts more money in the bucket.)
Gary: (disappointed more) Uh-huh.
Dr. Rosen: (Smiling even more and attempting to take over) And I'm his friend, Dr.Rosen.
Monica: How do you think I am?! Youve wrecked all my childhood memories. You love Ross more than me. And I just rubbed a dead mouse on my face!
Ross: Ok, well, uh, I can maybe grab a sleeping bag, or...(There's one of those moments. They're staring at each other, no word uttered, and then she leans toward him in order to kiss him, but he ducks and avoids her more than once.) Oh, oh. (he then hugs her and when she tries to kiss him again, he stands up and she falls down on the bed). No, Rach! I'm sorry, I just don't think this, this, this is a good idea.
Monica: No! To take more pictures of all of us together. I mean I really think it's the best resolution because everyone will enjoy the pictures.
Ross: Hey, I'm more cop than you two!
Caitlin: (getting more desperate to leave) Well okay!
Joey: Thats better, now just bend your arms a little more. There you go. Okay, look straight ahead. Now this time I want you to really put your ass into it. (They do a practice swing and she really puts her ass into it.)
Joey: Hey Mon, you might wanna make some more lasagna too, because something mightve happened to a huge chunk of it.
Monica: We'll try to be more careful okay? It's just that, we don't want everyone to know because this is going really well, and maybe the reason it's going really well is because it's a secret.
Rachel: Okay. Oh wait! One more thing umm, do-do we still need to uh settle the question of "us?"
Ross: (runs out of cards) We need more cards.
Monica: Not any more.
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
Phoebe: Oh! Okay, that actually makes more sense. So how was it?
Ross: Oh, well this morning he got a call from who I think was our cousin Nathan, and frankly, it was a little more than I needed to know.
Joey: No-no-no! No-no wait Rach, you know what would even be more fun? Telling them.
CHANDLER: Ok, there is one more way to say it, who knows it?
Phoebe: I'll have to get back to you on that. Okay, bye! (Hangs up.) Oh my God! He wants me to come over and feel his bicep and more!
Chandler: See Joe, not that thats not grrreat! But, one of the cool things about having somebody we know perform the ceremony is that it can be about us! Yknow, it can be more personal. You can tell stories about us!
Joey: Come on Treeger, dont say that. You just ahh, you just need more practice. Here, come on, lets ahh, lets try it again. Come on. (they start dancing again) Plus, it was, it was probably mostly my fault, anyway. I mean, yknow, Im not really that comfortable dancing with a(Treeger throws him) We-he!! Hey!
Don: so Ive been slowly phasing out the wine importing and focusing more on the cheese side of things.
Steve: Oh hey, Ross. Umm, see, I was thinking maybe you two could switch apartments because Phoebe's more our kind of people. Something to think about. (Walks away.)
Paul: Hey! I have so much more to tell ya, Ive written it all down!
Joey: A little more, a little more. (she stuffs some more down his pants and Joey's assesses the how many there already are in there.) A little more... All right. Okay, all right, let's do this.
Monica: I guess with you doing the internship, we're just spending more than we're bringing in.
Monica: Yeah, yknow, but something like salmon which would be so much more elegant than the chicken. And, you wouldnt have to worry about the salmonella. (Ross pushes her.) So, I cant wait to see this place youre getting married!
Chandler: That's so funny, 'cause I was thinking you look more like Joey Tribbiani, man slash woman.
Joey: More embarrassing than shiny raspberry lip balm?! (Rachel just looks at him.) I didnt say raspberry before did I? All right just-just tell me Rach, just tell me!
Phoebe: All right, wait just one more second. Hi, it's Phoebe and Rachel's. Please leave a message, thanks!
Emily: Oh, no-no, yknow I absolutely adore Rachel its just that, well it might be a awkward for you. But its absolutely your decision. (Gets up.) More tea?
Chandler: All right, lets play one more hand! One more!
Rachel: Wow, thats great Ross, Im sorry we werent more supportive before.
Joey: No, it's just ah, I care so damn much about little Ben that uh, it was more important to see him succeed.
Janine: Sorry, there's just more room out here.
Rachel: (getting up) All right, Im gonna make more margaritas! (She pours the rest of the pitcher into Rosss glass.)
Joey: Uh, well yeah-yeah, I've got all of that going on. Yeah, listen uh, I want you to make sure you tell Chandler that he couldn't have been more wrong! Uh-oh! I gotta go Monica, my uh, my sushi's here!
Rachel: Well, hello, Mr. Rachel! (Throws some more rice.)
Joey: Maybe this should be more of a quiet game.
Joey: Hey, y'know in Roman times this was more than just a hat.
Chandler: Okay, one more time.
MIKE: (Entering the apartment) I, I was just thinking about how much more we have to talk about.
Joey: Dude! Hernia operations cost like, a lot probably. Besides its getting darker and more painful, that means its healing.
Stanley: It-it's probably just temporary. We're hoping to get some more money soon, so if could just uh, hang out.
Ben: No more pranks.
Dedicated to the great work of Eric Aasen, Guineapig and many, many more.