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RACH: No, actually first they started on my waist. And then, they slid up, and then, they were in my hair.
MNCA: [reading the paper] There are no jobs. There are no jobs for me.
JOEY: No, but if you're willing to cook naked, then you might be willing to dance naked. And then... [rubs his fingers together]
ROSS: That, that is funny. That is painfully funny. No, wait. Wait, yeah, that's just painful
RTST: No, ma'am. Well, anyhoo, we should be getting our F.D.A. approval any day now, hopefully, in time for Thanksgiving. See, the way we look at it, chocolate already dominates most of your major food-preparation holidays: Easter, Christmas, what have you.
MNCA: No, I'm sorry.
PHOE: No offense, but that sounds nothing like her.
CHAN: Oh, I know. This must be so hard. Oh, no. Two women love me. They're both gorgeous and sexy. My wallet's too small for my fifties, and my diamond shoes are too tight.
CHAN: No, Amish boy.
ROSS: No, no, uh, it's not what you think. It's um the other thing.
ROSS: Ok. No, hey, whoa, whoa, I'll get your coat.
CHAN: No, no, see? See? [the printer starts to run] Hey, it's printing. [to Joey, rattled] Hey, it's printing!
CHAN, JOEY, ROSS: No!
ROSS: No, you don't.
ROSS: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rach?
ROSS: No, no, wait, ok, ok, look at the other side. Look at Julie's column.
ROSS: No, Rach, come on. Rach! Rach, no, no! She's not Rachel, she is, she is not, Ra--Rachel?
RACH: No.
ROSS: No?
RACH: No, you guys, you really don't have to go, we're done talking.
RACH: [near tears] No, you don't, Ross. Imagine the worst things you think about yourself. Now, how would you feel if the one person that you trusted the most in the world not only thinks them too, but actually uses them as reasons not to be with you.
ROSS: No, but, but I wanna be with you in spite of all those things.
MNCA: Oh, not at all. I have no morals and I need the cash.
Joey: No! No. But ah, try the classifieds, people sell everything in there.
Ross: No, a car backfired, but (Rachel suddenly calms down) I thought somebody was taking a shot at me. And Rach, I I survived! And I was filled with this-this great respect for life. Y'know? I-I want to experience every moment. I want to seize every opportunity. I-I am seeing everything so-so clearly now.
Rachel: (entering) Well, if anyone is keeping score, I no longer eat tuna.
Phoebe: Wait, no, look at this! (Points to one.) (Reading) "Two bedroom, two bath, must be non-smoker, Satan worshipers okay " Oh, yeah, but its on the ground floor.
Ross: Oh, no!
Rachel: No! That's OK! That's OK! That's OK! No no no no! This is my business associate Gavin. He's just being silly.Gavin come out from behind that curtain!
Jill: No! I mean hes nice.
Ross: No, I will not!
Rachel: No, no-no, its okay, calm down. Mark and I talked, and I realised how much I love your stupid brother, and, yeah, we got our problems, but I really want to make it work.
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? There is no more left, left!
Monica: No!
Phoebe: Y'know what you should send him? A cartoon of cigarettes. 'Cause that why he could trade it for protection. No. That's prison.
Steve: It's really fulfilling doing something you hate for no money. That's right. I have no money, I'm not funny, I live in a studio apartment with two other guys, and I'm pretty sure I'm infertile.
Ross: No, it's just...you know the whole "getting on with your life" thing. Well, do I have to? I mean, I'm sitting here with this cute woman, and, and, and she's perfectly nice, and, but that there's, that's it. And um, and then I'm here talkin' to you, and, and it's easy, and it's fun, and, and I don't, I don't have to...You know, here's a wacky thought. Um, what's say you and I give it another shot? No no no, I know what you're gonna say, you're a lesbian. But what do you say we just put that aside for now you know? Let's just stick a pin in it, ok? Because, we're great together, you know. You can't deny it. Besides, you're carrying my baby. I mean, how perfect is that? But see, you know, you keep sayin' that, but there's somethin' right here. I love you.
Joey: Now it just hit her that she's leaving and she's kind of emotional so no one say anything to set her off, ok?
Joey: No, never done that either.
Chandler: Let me tell you about this chick I scored with last night! Oh no wait a minute that was you!
Cop: No, I don't know him.
ROSS: Hey, Rach, you know what? I think, I think I know what'll make you feel better. How 'bout you make a list about me. RACHEL: Wha... forget it Ross, no, I am not gonna stand here and make a list of. . . ROSS: C'mon Rachel. RACHEL: OK, you're whiney, you are, you're obsessive, you are insecure, you're, you're gutless, you know, you don't ever, you don't just sort of seize the day, you know. You like me for what, a year, you didn't do anything about it. And, uh, oh, you wear too much of that gel in your hair. ROSS: See there, you uhh, alright, ya, you did what I said. RACHEL: Yeah, and you know what? You're right, I do feel better, thank you Ross. [she walks off and Ross puts his hand to his hair] [Scene: Back at Phoebe's. She is on the phone] PHOEBE: Yeah, um, in Albany, can I have the number of Frank Buffay. . . OK, um, in Ithica. . . alright, um, Saratoga. . . Oneonta. Alright, you know what, you shouldn't call youself information. [hangs up] [Phoebe's grandmother enters] GRANDMOTHER: Hey. PHOEBE: Hello grandma, if that is in fact your real name. GRANDMOTHER: C'mon now Phoe, don't still be mad at me. How's it going? PHOEBE: Well, not so good. Upstate's pretty big, he's pretty small, you do the math. GRANDMOTHER: Well, I think you're better off without him. Oh honey, I know he's your daddy but, but to me he's still the irresponsible creep who knocked up your mom and stole her Gremlin. PHOEBE: No I just, just wanted to know who he was, ya know. GRANDMOTHER: I know. OK, I wasn't completely honest with you when I told you that, uh, I didn't know exactly where he lived. PHOEBE: Whattaya mean? GRANDMOTHER: He lives at 74 Laurel Drive in Middletown. If you hit the Dairy Queen, you've gone too far. You can take my cab. PHOEBE: Wow. Thank you. GRANDMOTHER: Now, remember, nobody else drives that cab. PHOEBE: Uh-huh, got it. Ooh, I'm gonna see my dad. Wish me luck, Grandpa! [blows a kiss to a picture of Einstein]
Phoebe: No! (Rosss phone rings.)
Ross: No, no, thats funny. But maybe its time to move on, let it go, yknow? Stop it! Besides, Rachel is going out with Elizabeths father, so ah, hes much older than she is. Looks like Im not the only one interested in fossils, huh?
Doug: Good God Bing I well I cant say Im altogether surprised, I saw the way she looked at you, and there was no love there. And the way she looked at me, pure lust.
Joey: How can you say that?! The Mets have no closer!
Phoebe: Speaking of Christmas, umm since Monica and I are starting a new business and have like no money, umm, this year maybe we could do secret Santa, and then we each only buy one gift. And-and theres the added mystery of who gets who.
Rachel: No!
Rachel: Phoebe, no! This is, this is insane.
ROSS: It's alright, it's no big deal.
Elizabeth Hornswoggle: No.
Gary: Yeah, I'm gonna say no.
Phoebe: No! I am a positive person. You are like Santa Clause on Prozac, at Disneyland, getting laid!
All: No. No, you're not a loser.
Phoebe: Oh! No, I-I think I just had a contraction.
Monica: No, you're the best.
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Chandler: No, you're the best.
Joey: (entering) Rachels having her baby!! (Phoebe turns and looks at him.) Which is of no interest to me, Im a neurologist.
Rachel: Ehhh, no, I wanna do Phoebe's thing.
Ross: No no, about a month ago she gave her number to some guy in a bar.
Phoebe: No!! wait, wait, wait!! Oh please, hold it up so I can listen. (Joey looks at Ross and holds the phone above Rosss shoulder.)
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!
Monica: No Chandler no! No unscheduled stops. You can go when we stop for gas.
Ross: I just grabbed a spoon. (Ross exits and Monica has no idea what that means.)
Joey: Oh yeah, no problem.
Phoebe: No, I got in trouble for that before. Ill see you later.
Ross: No!
Ross: No.
Kathy: No, but thats bad!
Phoebe: Ooh, I love that place! (Thinks about it.) So, no.
Mr. Geller: Theres no way in hell, Im paying for it.
Ross: Wha? No no! Ah! (Ross scarfs all of his trifle down in about a second. He looks like hes going to throw up.) (Lying) All gone! So good! Maybe Chandler has some left.
Monica: No, I'm-I'm serious!
Ross: Come on you guys, it's no big deal! (He turns around and shows him his thing.)
Chandler: No way! If anything youve gotta let me win! My wife thinks Im a wimp!
Joey: (smiling) No, smile! Not that face, smile! Everybody smile! (They all smile.)
Monica: No you didn't.
Rachel: (on the phone) No, no, no, Im looking at a purchase order right here and it clearly states that we ordered the Rivera bikini in a variety of sizes and colours. And.... (listens) What does it matter, what Im wearing?! Can I please speak to your supervisor? (listens) Thank you. (to Sophie) Were holding.
Monica: No way!
Phoebe: No.
Chandler: The guy was hammered, okay? Theres no way, you look like Rosss mother.
Phoebe: Oh no!
Phoebe: Oh, then no.
Joey: No! No, you smell like a meadow. (Pause.) I'm sorry. (Runs to the bathroom.)
Rachel: No honey, it's okay! Listen, I'll got to Ross's and get the blender, you get all the margarita stuff ready.
Chandler: Are there no conscious men in the city for you two?
Frank: (hiding under a pile of clothes) Hi. (She jumps up screaming.) Wait, no! Just put the mail down. Its-its me!
Rachel: Wait! No, that's ridiculous. Come on, he lives three blocks away!
Ross: Yeah, no problem. (Tries to turn it off.)
Ross: Yeah, no one talks like that!
Rachel: No, wait. Wait.
Gary: No, Joey!
Ross: Wait a minute! No! Im the nice one! Im the one who danced with the kids all night! How How small are your feet?! (They all look down.)
Rachel: Uhh, no, no, it bothered me when he slept with other women.
Rachel: Ohh, honey no problem. Okay. (Gets up.)
Chandler: No, she's still upset because I saw her boobies.
Joey and Ross: No.
Phoebe: Oh no, none of them are the father. The father is my brother.
Cookie: No kiddin, thats the exact same drink I made myself right after I shot my husband.
Monica: Okay! (They kiss again and his beeper goes off.) Ohhh no!
Phoebe: No. No, I wont. But I should tell you this, this exact same thing happened to my roommate Denise. She moved in with a guy who was secretly married to her and he said he didnt love her, but he really did, and it just blew up! And thats how she ended up living with me! (Ross looks at her.) (Pause) Okay, thats a lie.
Monica: No, but she likes me. You abandoned her on a plane to Greece.
Phoebe: Please, right now, no, every time I see him its like Is it on the lose? Is it watching me?
Don: No. But God, a house made of cheese, wouldnt that be incredible?!
Joey: No dude, Ross tore up the tickets!
RACHEL: No.� No, because I know exactly how the conversation's gonna go.� "Hey Ross, you know, I think we had a moment before."
Ross: What? No! No! I am not gonna hide it from PhoebeOoh, although I did get some great Pottery Barn sheets! (Gets them.)
Phoebe: No, just a barrel.
Phoebe: No, nothing.
Ross: No, Ive looked everywhere!
Ross: No! No! LookHey, enough is enough! Look, I am sorry that you feel guilty or whatever about spending time with your new mom, but this is not your old mom. This is a cat! Okay, Julio the cat! Not mom! Cat!
Woman No. 2: Wow! What an unusual cat!
Woman No. 2: What?!
Woman No. 2: Okay, yeah, I just wanted a cat. (Starts to leave.)
Monica: No! Ace is low! Ace, two, three, four!
(He goes to pull up his pants, but can't seem to get them past his knees. He frantically tries to pull them up to no avail. Panic sets in.)
Ross: No! No! I didnt do that. Its just Okay, honestly no. I dont, I dont see a big future with her.
Chandler: Uh, no Pheebs. What's it look like?
Rachel: Yeah no, I mean it was at a flea market, so it was yknow, it was like a dollar.
Phoebe: For your information, this happens to be a pain like no man will ever experience.
Chandler: Yeah, its two guys in a ring, and the rules are: Theyre are no rules.
Phoebe: No thinking! No thinking! Tie or ascot?