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JOEY: See after the scene, Mr. Beatty comes up to me and says 'good actor, bad kisser'. Can you believe that, me not a good kisser, that's like, like Mother Theresa, not a good mother.
JOEY: Yep, this kiss thing is defiantly a problem, Mr. Beatty wants to see it again on Monday. Man, I gotta figure out what I'm doing wrong. Oh, okay, one of you girls come over here and kiss me.
MR. WINEBURG: Rachel!
RACHEL: Oh hi, Mr. Wineburg, hi Mrs. Wineburg.
MR. WINEBURG: It's so wonderful to see you again, my dear, in fact I hardly expected to see so much.
MR. WINEBURG: I tell ya a lot things!
MR. WINEBURG: Stay well.
CHANDLER: Why? Wh- wh- why is Mr. Douglas looking for me?
MR. GREENE: No no no, no no no, neat, as in no rocks.
MR. GREENE: I think I need a drink.
MR. GELLER: C'mon Rich, it's my birthday, let me live vicariously.
Mr. Treeger:: Can you be my dancing partner?
JOEY: Thanks for coming Mrs. Greene. [grabs her and kisses her to distract her. She goes limp in his arms. Mr. Greene leaves.] Well, ok, you take care.
Mr. Treeger:: Hey Duck, is Chick here?
Mr. Douglas: Thats unbelievable.
Mr. Geller: I tell you one thing, I wouldn't mind having a piece of this sun-dried tomato business. Five years ago, if somebody had said to me, here's a tomato that looks like a prune, I'd say "get out of my office!"
Mr. Geller: And you tell him no one takes advantage of the Gellers.
Mr. Geller: So, how are you doing?
Ross: Mr. Dickens gets to pick 'em.
Mr. Treeger:: Huh, I wouldve thought it was the other way around.
Mr. Geller: I didnt even have a chance to act as though Im okay with it!
Mr. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Rachel: (stopping him) Hey-whoa-whoa-whoa!! Ho-ho-hold on a sec there, Mr. Kissey! Y'know, I've been meaning to talk to you about this whole, little, new European thing you got going on, and I just need to tell you that it makes me very uncomfortable and I justy'knowstop it!
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
Mr. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Mr. Burgin: Hi.
MR A: Oh, no, please, I spent most of mid-morning trying to stand up. Now uh, what can I do for you, my dear?
JOEY: This company was not built on rough numbers. Am I right Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Mr. Bowmont: Its Pam.
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Mr. Waltham: No.
Mr. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Goodbye Geller.
Phoebe: (reading the slip of paper) Wow! (In a sultry voice) Hello, Mr. Chandler.
Mr. Waltham: Dont take that tone with me. (She looks evilly at him.) All-all right you can. (He looks over at Ross and Shrugs.)
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mr. Heckles: Er, yeah, it's mine.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
Mr. Geller: Wow, love your new nose!
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
(They walk to the table, but Rachel suddenly gasps. Sitting there is mr Zellner, her boss from her current job at Ralph Lauren.)
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
CHANDLER: Hey I didn't kill your fish. Look Eddie...[puts his hand on Eddie's shoulder] Would you look at what I'm doin' here. That can't be smart. So we're just gonna take this guy right off ya and put him here in Mr. Pocket. Tangellon? [picks up the fruit an tosses it to Eddie, it hits Eddie in the chest and falls]
Mr. Burgin: Youll wear that. Well be eating, and of course, youll be wearing that.
Mr. Geller: Dude!
Mr. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
Mr. Waltham: Terribly nice of you to offer to pay for half the wedding. (He hand a multipage bill to Jack.)
Mr. Geller: All right, enough! I dont want to hear about it anymore! (Under his breath) Good luck, Chandler. (Chandler takes another drink.)
Mr. Zelner: (Sees that she has some ink on her lip from her pen.) Oh Rachel, uhh (He points to his lip to get her to notice the ink on hers.)
Rachel: I overheard you guys on the phone the other day, and you said, "I'll just tell Rachel that I'm doing laundry for a couple of hours." And he said, "Laundry? Is that my new nickname?" And you said, "No! You know what your nickname is, Mr. Big."
ROSS: Alright, alright, here's the chance. Monica give him cash, Rachel give him your earrings. Something, now, anything. MONICA: No, I will not cave. RACHEL: Yeah, I'm with Mon. ROSS: Alright, alright, you know how you say I never seize the day? Well, alright, even though he's your super, I'm seizing. [approaches Mr. Treeger] Mr. Treeger, here is 50 bucks, merry Christmas. [Gives him the cash.]
MR. GELLER: What? I'm kidding. You know I'd never let him touch the Porsche.
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
PHOEBE: Sparkly. So, wow, this is pretty wonerful, huh. Mr. major capades guy. I, I remember when you were just, like, King Friday in Mr. Roger's Ice is Nice.
Mr. Geller: Well I dont know, I-I suppose we may have favored you unconsciously, you were a medical marvel! The doctor said your mother could
Ross: I see... Thanks very much. (he gets up and walks to the door. On his way out he looks at the photographs Mr Zelner has near his door. He picks one up.) Is this your son?
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
Mr. Waltham: (entering) Rachel! Could I have a moment?
Phoebe: Mr. President.
Mr. Zelner: Just ah (He points again.)
Mr. Geller: Well, I dont know whats in the boxes down here, but I do know there are six or seven Easy Bake Ovens in the attic.
Mr. Zelner: Hi Rachel!
Mr. Zelner: It's really nice to see you again.
Mr. Geller: Well, the white seems to be untouched. (He throws it back into the box as Mr. Geller moves a tarp and makes a discovery.) Uh-oh.
(We hear the backup horn of a truck and see through the window that the Mr. Bowmont has arrived.)
Mr. Zelner: Yes!
Mr. Zelner: Zelner.
Mr. Zelner: Um-hmm.