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Phoebe: Whoa!! He is soo unreasonable! God, although I think I understand what he means. Oh my God, this is like 60 Minutes, okay, when, when, at first youre really mad at that pharmaceutical company for making the drug and then y'know you just feel bad for the people because they needed to make their hair grow.
Chandler: Y'know what this is like? This is like when my parents got divorced. Man, I hope Ross doesnt try to kidnap me after Cub Scouts.
Chandler: (jumps back and points at the cigarette) Oh my God!
Chandler: Look, Im telling you this is just like my parents divorce, which is when I started smoking in the first place.
Chandler: Oh thats great, with my luck, thats gonna be him.
Chandler: Nope, hymn 253, His Eyes Are On The Sparrow! When my parents got divorced is when I started using humour as a defence mechanism. (answers the door and its Rachel again.)
Rachel: Hi! Uhh, do you guys have plans for the weekend? Because I have my sister on hold, and she said that we could use her cabin for the weekend and go skiing. Huh? Im asking you first, right?!. I mean Im playing by the rules.
Chandler: Hey, shut up!! Youre not my real Mom!!
Joey: (obviously cold) Hey, can you close that window Chandler? My nipples can cut glass over here!
Ross: Oh hey, hey, huh, how about this weekend we have a laser disc marathon okay, and maybe a tournament on my new dart board? Huh, huh, what do you think? (in an Irish accent) Two days of darts, itll be great!
Monica: Noo! Ill stay. Hes my brother.
Phoebe: No, the No Smoking sign. Theres no smoking in my Grandmothers cab.
Rachel: Well, they never have any paper in there y'know. So my rule is no tissue, no tuschy. (Phoebe laughs and gets out.) Well, if everybodys going. (She gets out and starts to close the door.)
Chandler: (to Joey) My lighters in there! (points to the cab)
Chandler: Oh I do! Op, no, wait a minute, I took it out of my shirt when I put it on this morning.
The Girls: No, not getting my bra!
Rachel: What, no, no, no, mine are deceptively small I mean, I-I-I actually sometimes, st-stuff my bra.
Ross: Well, oh, Im sorry your car broke down Pheebs, but Im a little too busy with some of my real friends right now, but please call to let me know you got home safely okay?
Carol: (running over and grabbing the phone away from Ross) (on phone) Phoebe, hang on a second. (Hands Ross her keys) Here, take my car, go pick up your friends.
Ross: Oh-oh, hitting me where it hurts, my ski skills.
Chandler: Y'know what, I can handle it, handles my middle name. Actually its the ah, middle part of my first name.
Phoebe: Okay. Good, all right, lets get back in the car, cause its freezing, and my chest is unsupported.
Ross: Oh my God. (Hugs Chandler.) Congratulations.
Monica: (to Phoebe) You know it's funny, the last time Paulo was here, my hair was so much shorter and cuter.
RACHEL: I can't believe I don't get to go to my own prom, this is so harsh.
Monica: I just checked my messages, and he said that when he gets back from Atlanta, we need to talk.
Nina: Maybe. But that doesnt explain why they keep taking my scissors.
Ross: My hands?
Chandler: Nothing happened? Nothing? So you didnt tell my girlfriend that you love her?
Monica: See yeah umm, you kinda stole my thunder!
Joey: You guys kissed! Oh mythis is huge!
Monica: Oh, can I borrow this? (points to his milk) My milks gone bad.
Joey: What?! Whats wrong with my eyes.
Rachel: Oh my God! Oh my God!! Ohh, Jessica Lockhart!! In my apartment!! I am such a huge fan! I am such a huge fan!
Ross: No. No. Nothing happened. I shut the drapes to uh, show her slides of my favorite fossils.
Ross: That's all right, Rach, we got the bags. Hi, hello. Julie, this is my sister Monica. This is Chandler. Phoebe. Joey, what up?
Monica: Oh my God! Its like one mind.
Ross: She... she only dates geniuses and Nobel Prize winners. Oh my God, at the chinese restaurant earlier today, I put chopsticks in my mouth and pretented to be a woolly mammoth.
Ross: Yup! You could plunk me down in the middle of any woman's uterus, no compass, and I can find my way out of there like that! (snaps fingers)
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Starts reading them.) Dizziness, nervousness, drowsiness, facial swelling, nausea, headacheHeadache. Vomiting, stomach bleeding, liver damage! Now okay, I dont recall any of this coming up when you gave me these little death capsules! Oh Im sorry, extra strength death capsules!
Monica: This is my dress!
Joey: Aww, man. Thats the girl I was hiding from. When she finds out hes my roommate, shes gonna tell him what I did.
Phoebe: My guy has great teeth!
Rachel: (gasps) You found my book?!
Rachel: Joey, did you my face cream?
Joey: Chandler. Will you see if your mom can give my resume to Dennis Phillips? Cause if I can get in a Broadway show then I wouldve done it all, film, television, and theater. The only think left would be radio, and thats just for ugly people.
PHOEBE: OK. [singing] Smelly cat, smell-ly cat, what are they feeding you? Smelly cat [back up singers start singing smelly, smelly, smelly, smelly behind her] Oh woah, oh my God. I mean like, who was that?
Phoebe: Yeah, my mom used to put her head in the oven. Well, actually, she only did it the one time. But it was pretty weird.
Monica: I cant believe it! That there is no money for my wedding?!
Monica: Oh my God! Are-are you crying?
Monica: Oh! Oh my God! That is the most beautiful top of a head I have ever seen! Chandler, you have to see this!
Monica: My parents spent the money for our wedding!
Monica: Ohhh, oh my God! Oh my God! She knows about us!
CHANDLER: Joey, Joey. Hey, some girl just walked up to me and said, 'I want you Dennis,' and stuck her tounge down my throat. I love this party.
Rachel: What? This-this, no, oh no, no-no-no, this is notthats-thats not what it is. See, see, okay, I work in fashion, see and-and, this is a real dress actually. Its-its, theyre-theyre wearing it in Milan, so part of my job is too wear the clothes, and then I see how people respond, and then I report back to my superiors at Bloomingdales, so And obviously in uh, in-in this case, (She grabs a pen and paper) I am going to report back, "USA not ready."
Monica: Because its my apartment!
Monica: My Sweet Sixteen! Remember, you went to third base with my cousin Charlie.
Phoebe: Break my heartOh, all right.
Rachel: Ok, I know this is gonna sound really stupid, but I feel that if I can do this, you know, if I can actually do my own laundry, there isn't anything I can't do.
Chandler: Yeah, I mean were gonna have to move around some furniture to make room for my chair. (Kisses her and heads into the living room.)
Monica: (not amused by Chandlers joke) I miss Rachel. (To Chandler) No, my parents.
Monica: Oh my God Chandler! I cant believe it!
Rachel: What?! What?! He was trying to cheer me up! My pony was sick.
Chandler: Well, I think it all started when you said, "Hey Joey, why dont you be my best man."
Rachel: Yeah but-but-but you liked me! Oh my God, I cant believe this, all this time, I liked you and you liked me!
Phoebe: Oh my God!! (She grabs Rachels hand and drags her towards Monica.) Excuse me! Excuse me! (Shes knocking women and veils out of the way as she moves.)
Joey: Oh... yeah... Probably you don't even remember my name. It's Joey, by the way. And don't bother telling me yours, because I totally remember it... lady. Yeah! I waited weeks for you to call me.
Rachel: No! You gotta hold my hand!!
Monica: Oh my God, I was thinking four.
Mackenzie: This is what my mom was talking about. Whiners are wieners. (Joey glares at her angrily) Look, you want your friends to be happy, right?
Paul: I dont like you going out with my daughter Ross.
Monica: Okay, fine I admit it! I feel terrible! Would you please rub this on my chest? (She hands him some of that Vicks Vap-O-Rub to put on.)
Phoebe: What? You mean behind my back?
Kathy: Oh. Well uh, (to Chandler) you not being able to talk may make this easier. Listen umm (She looks at the gang who are watching, they take the hint and leave them alone.) Listen I dont wanna be someone who comes between two best friends. I just, I cant stand seeing what this is doing to you guys, and I dont wanna be the cause of that. So, I dont think we can see each other anymore. Im gonna go to my moms in Chicago, Im gonna stay there for awhile. I think this couldve be something really amazing, but yknow this is probably for the best. Yknow? Im gonna miss you. Good-bye, Chandler.
Doug: Bing my boy, were gonna get you over this. Now heres the plan, grab your coat, were going to a strip club.
Tag: Thats it. Thats my whole name.
Monica: Oh my God. He threw up?
Rachel: Sorry. Im so exited! Ive been waiting for this for months! I got my hair coloured! I got new sheets! Im making him a very fancy meal.
Amy: My boyfriend canceled on me. I mean.. I I finally find a real relationship. I mean, someone that I can spend this day with and then his wife comes back into town. I swear, its almost not worth dating married guys.
Rachel: (entering) Oh-ho, my God! That was so awesome! You totally got him back for calling you fat! He was just drooling all over you. That must've felt so great!
Jill: (gasps) Thats the best one! Oh my God, (hugs him) thank you so much!
Mike: The woman I love... (he walks to Phoebe) I love you... Which is probably something I shouldn't say for the first time in front of my parents... and Tom and Sue...Who are by the way the most sinfully boring I've ever met in my life...
Phoebe: No-no-no, but I am mad! I am mad! Because this stuff is everything that is wrong with the world! And its all sitting up in my living room and all I can think about is how I dont have that lamp!
Rachel: Ohh, my new assistant is working out, yes.
Rachel: Well, ever since I was humiliated and yelled at in front of my friends, I'm just, I don't know, not in a museum benefitty kind of mood.
Monica: Oh my God! Thats great! Oh wow! (Hugs him.) Youre a published writer! I wish I had a present for you!
Monica: Oh my God! (Laughing)
Tag: Right. So I guess I shouldnt put good at noticing stuff on my resume. (Sets the plant down on her desk.)
Monica: Chandler one time wore my underwear to work!
Phoebe: Oh, you like that? You should hear my phone number.
ROSS: Yeah, I know, it's my birthday. We all should be here.
Customer: Do you know who at my office?
Phoebe: Yknow, I bet it would actually make my grandmother very happy to know that were trying to figure out her recipe. I bet shes l-l-lookin up at us and smiling right now.
Joey: Six and a half! You knocked that last one out of my hand! Remember?
Joey: (smiling) I don't know. This little, old lady lives for my career. When they dumped me off of Days of Our Lives she almost died.
Ross: Dad that wont matter to her. Look, all my stuff is safe and dry and all her is-is, is growing new stuff! See, this is exactly the kind of thing that makes her think you guys love me more than you love her.
Monica: All right, that's it. You know what? Just get out of my way and stop moping.
Rachel: How would you feel about taking out my assistant Tag? Ill pay.
Monica: Because I know that you think the lottery is "boohaki" but we're all here and gonna watch the numbers and have fun. And you're my brother, and I want you to be a part of this.
Phoebe: Oh my God! Thats the creep that youre with at the Statue of Liberty.
Ross: Y'know what? Just-just follow my lead.
Chandler: (laughs) Oh thats great, my friend Joeys in the movie business.
Ross: Phoebe, you cant massage people in my apartment!
Ross: My God!
Rachel: Its just so frustrating! Why doesnt she want my breast?!
Monica: Hey guys check it out! My mom sent me the paper!
Monica: If Phoebe were my maid of honor
Rachel: I mean it's my fault.
Monica: Oh my God yes! Who is she?
Joey: Ah, well, if I want the girl to kiss me, first thing I do is make my lips look irresistible.
Chandler: Do you have my credit card?
Rachel: Mindy?! My maid of honour, Mindy?!
Ross: My dad wanted to know if you wanted to play racquetball with us.
Rachel: Oh my God!! Do it!! Honey, youve waited long enough!!
Chandler: You-you-you didnt know that. (Pause as she nods no.) Well, I guess my work here is done!
Phoebe: Oh my god! Look, it's Ross and Rachel. Oh, the plan is working.
Monica: Its not like, I havent any opportunities. I mean, yknow, Im just waiting for the perfect guy. Im seeing this guy Roger, all right? Hes not perfect, but umm, I think maybe I should just get it over with. Yknow, give him my flower.
Rachel: Whats that song? It has been in my head all day long.
Phoebe: (gasps) My God! What did you order?!
RACHEL: Oh please. That Paolo thing was barely a relationship. All it really was was just, ya know, meaningless animal sex. Ok, ya know, that sounded soooo much better in my head.
Ross: All right! I want my key back!
Chandler: Aww, we were worried about you! Hm. I guess I better get used to things crapping in my hand, huh?