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Judge: So based on your petition you are seeking an annulment on the grounds that Mr. Geller is mentally unstable.
Judge: And based on the fact that Mr. Geller is intravenous drug user.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, Ive got something you can do.
(Suddenly, Phoebes boss, Mrs. Potter, and a client, Mr. Simon, enters.)
Joey: (To Mr. Treeger) So you ah, ready for our last practice?
Mr. Treeger:: Thank you, listen, thanks a lot Tribbiani, (checks watch). Oh my God, look at the time, I gotta catch the bus to the ball.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah.
Mr. Thompson: I think it was valued at 19,000
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah, you could dance real good with her, shes the same size as me.
Ross: Mr. Morse I need to talk to you about your mid-term exam, Im afraid I-I had to fail you.
MONICA: Oh, gosh, this is so weird. I mean, his whole life was in this apartment, and now it's gone. You know, I think it would be nice if we just took a few moments, for Mr. Heckles. I mean, he was kind of a pain, he was, but, he was a person. You're all going to hell.
Mr. Treeger:: Ahhhh! Im sorry!
Mr. Treeger:: You have pets!
Receptionist: Welcome to the Chestnut Inn Mr. Bing, so where are you joining from?
MR. GREENE: I'll never remember all of that. So uh, what's the deal? Rachel comes home, people pop out and yell stuff, is that it?
Mr. Treeger:: You want me to kick you guys out instead?
Mr. Heckles: I left a Belgian waffle out here, did you take it?
Phoebe: You know, now you're more like, you know like, "Mr. Caring Boss," "Mr.", you know, "I'm one of you, Boss," "Mr., I wanna be your buddy, Boss Man Bing!"
Mr. Simon: Why wasnt I offered that? Id definitely pay more for that.
Mr. Heckles: Potassium.
Mr. Geller: Well, he's doing terrible!
Mr. Treeger:: Yeah. Well maybe you have heard about the Rent Stabilization Act of 1968!
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!
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. Waltham: Good morning.
Mr. Waltham: Will you call him?
Mr. Waltham: Oh, good.
Mr. Waltham: Ohh! Yes of course, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much.
[Scene: Garbage room: Mr. Treeger is unclogging the trash chute as Rachel enters.]
Mr. Geller: (To Ross) Do you remember the Ludwins? The big one had a thing for you, didn't she?
Mr. Heckles: I could be Chandlers new roommate.
Mr. Waltham: For you and Emily, tonight, Die Fledermaus.
Ross: I just wanna clarify this: are you outing Mr. Peanut?
Mr. Burgin: France sucks!
Mr. Treeger: Ohhh, man!!
Mr. Treeger: What in the name of hell?
Mr. Geller: I'm not gonna tell you what they spent on that wedding... but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money!
[Scene: The Bing household, Mr. and Mrs. Bing and Young Chandler are eating Thanksgiving dinner as a housekeeper serves them.]
Chandler: Really? Worse than, "More turkey Mr. Chandler?"
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. Treeger:: No, I ahh, had another idea.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
The Housekeeper: More turkey Mr. Chandler? (And he makes eyes at him.)
Mr. Burgin: Yep, sucks!
Phoebe: No, no, Mr. Heckles no one is making any noise up here.
Mr. Burgin: So We go eat.
MR. HECKLES: You're doing it again.
Mr. Treeger: (coming in from the bathroom) Whoa, hey, that ladys all kinds of naked.
Mr. Waltham: In a moment, please, Im in the middle of a task. And you have a customer.
ROSS: Excuse me, I'm seizing. Mr. Treeger, here's another 50, happy Hanukkah. Will uh, will this help with the knob getting?
Mr. Geller: Now I'm depressed! ...(To everyone) Even more than I was.
Mr. Burgin: So, have you kids eaten yet?
Mr. Geller: Let's show 'em.
Mr. Geller: Oh my!
Mr. Geller: Hi Rachel!
[Scene: The Gellers' house. Monica, Ross, and Richard are arriving to Mr. Gellers birthday party.]
Mr. Geller: Ohh, I thought that you....
Mr. Geller: Boy, bad time to say the wrong name, huh Ross?
Mr. Waltham: Its the Gellers!
Mr. Geller: Okay, okay.
Mr. Treeger:: Im sure as hell a dancer, its no use Marge will never go for me.
CHANDLER: Well, I'm sure you'll teach her a lesson when she steps off the dock onto nothing. Hey Mr. Douglas.
Mr. Bowmont: Its Pam.
Mr. Waltham: (walking by) Yes.
(Cut to Mr. and Mrs. Geller.)
Mr. Waltham: Weve come for her things.
Mr. Waltham: Ahh, then you have to give us the lawn ornaments.
Mr. Waltham: No.
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: Er, yeah, it's mine.
MR. HECKLES: You're stomping. It's disturbing my birds.
Mr. Geller: Well Judy, you did it! She's finally full!
Mr. Heckles: He told me in person.
(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: Wow, love your new nose!
Mr. Geller: I wanna be buried at sea, it looks like fun.
Mr. Geller: (To Chandler) God, your hair sure is different!
MR. GREENE: Oh hello Ross, where have you been?
Mr. Geller: Dude!
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. Geller: C'mon, you'll make a day of it! You'll rent a boat, pack a lunch...
MR. GELLER: That's impossible, he's got a twinkie in the city.
MR. GELLER: Who's drink can I freshen?
Mr. Burgin: Youll wear that. Well be eating, and of course, youll be wearing that.