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Monica: Oh no, wait! Joey!
Ross: Oh well, since I have that whole history with Rachel, I guess Phoebe.
Rachel: Oh, good point.
Joey: Oh really! Where? Somewhere funny I'd bet! (Chandler is straining to keep quiet as Phoebe enters.)
Phoebe: Okay. (Joey tries to take the guitar.) Oh no-no-no, you don't touch the guitar! First you learn here, (Points to her head.) then you learn here. (Points to the guitar.)
Ross: Oh see, I-I needed a new thing for today and there's this leather store that always smells so good and I thought to myself, "Wow, (To Chandler) I never really owned a good smelling pair of pants before."
Chandler: Oh come on!! (Storms out.)
Ross: (talking to himself) My God! These pants are burning up! (He's still wearing the leather pants.) (She snuggles closer.) Oh come on, she wants to snuggle now! What is she trying to kill me? It's like a volcano in here! (Out loud.) Are you hot?
Ross: Oh my God!
Phoebe: G-sharp? Have you been studying the real names of the chords? (Joey doesn't answer.) Have you? (He looks away in shame.) Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh, fine! Take his side! (Storms out.)
Joey: Oh. That is quite a situation. Uh, do you see any like, powder?
Joey: Umm, do you see anyoh, Vaseline?
Rachel: Oh, Joey, I have such a problem!
Joey: Oh well, you're timing couldn't be better. I am putting out fires all over the place.
Rachel: Oh my God, it's so huge, but you just have to promise me that you cannot tell anyone.
Joey: Oh no, no-no-no-no! I don't want to know!
Elizabeth: Oh my God!
Chandler: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh, be-because of the leather pants.
Chandler: Oh yeah, me too. Y'know if this shirt is dirty. (Smells it.) Yep.
Joey: Oh, no! (Starts that screaming thing again. Rachel stops him by pulling his fingers out of his ears.)
Rachel: Oh no, I can't tell you until you tell me what you know.
Rachel: Chandler and Monica?!! Oh, this is unbelievable!! How long have you known?
Joey: Too long! Oh my God, Rach, I've been dying to talk to someone about this for so long! Listen, listen, we can't say anything about this to anybody, they're so weird about that! Listen (Phoebe returns and interrupts them.)
Joey: Oh, I am going to go for a walk in the rain.
Chandler: (entering) Oh good, okay, I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore. So you win, okay? Here! (Hands him the 50 bucks he's about to owe him.) Pheebs? Flying a jet? Better make it a spaceship so that you can get back to your home planet! And Ross, phone call for you today, Tom Jones, he wants his pants back! And Hornswoggle? What are you dating a character from Fraggile Rock?! (He sits down and sighs in relief.)
Ross: Oh, why dont you make her one of your little jokes.
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Chandler: Oh, and dont get me wrong, I appreciate the sentiment. Its just that I, I have a rather, sensitive posterior, and ah, besides, its making all the other guys jealous.
Rachel: Oh! Yay! Look! Theres a piece that doesnt have floor on it!
The Interviewer: Oh! I like that. Whats your name?
Rachel: Oh, Joey! Sorry!
Rachel: Oh Amy, don't cry Amy. Um.. Ross, could I talk to you in private?
Phoebe: Oh, look look look. The last candle's about to burn out. 10, 9, 8, 7... (time lapse)... negative 46, negative 47, negative 48.... (someone blows it out, the room gets completely dark)
Guy: (To Phoebe) Oh, excuse me! I think you dropped s (looks at Phoebe.) Wow!
WAITER: Oh my God! Someone, he's choking. Is anyone here a doctor?
Phoebe: Oh, please!
Phoebe: Thank you. (To the other woman) No? (She nods.) All right. (She goes to another pairing.) Oh, its so nice to see you.
Rachel: Oh my God, Jill!
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Joey: What?!?! Oh dear God!
Joey: Oh? Oh! Okay! Okay! Lets hear their plan! Now, whats the future look like for Dina and Bobby?
Ross: Phoebe, oh my God! Wh-wh-what are you doing here?
Passenger: (Frustrated he takes his headphones off.) Oh, oh oh!! Im sorry, can I interrupt? You know I just want to say..That you are a horrible, horrible person.
Joey: Oh great! Great! Thank you. (They shake hands.)
Monica: Oh my God, your mother!
Joey: (behind them) Oh!! Shrimp toast! (Walks right past the little group on his way for the shrimp toast.)
Mrs. Green: Oh, hello Monica.
Ross: Oh cool!
Phoebe: I like our way. Oh! (Grabs a piece and jumps a bunch of Joeys like in Checkers.) Chess!
Trudie Styler: Oh Im sorry, Jacks father is not available.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Well, let's see. (she takes her mobile phone) Ok, duck down. (they both get down to hide themselves. Phoebe calls Chandler)
Rachel: Why don't you just marry her? Oh no, wait a minute you can't, I'm sorry I forgot, she's not a lesbian.
Phoebe: Oh, I told the stripper to be here at five. Thats good right?
Joey: Oh. Are you sure you don't want to come? Tom Hanks, Meg Ryan, they get mail and stuff.
Mrs. Green: Oh Rachel!
Ross: Oh great! That means Im stuck with, "So, we were watching you in there (Points to the TV) and you were sittin right here! Whoa!"
Chandler: Oh come on Ross, I think were all losers here.
Chandler: Let me think. Let me thinkOh! I dont care.
Ross: Oh, what are you going to do, follow me down there?
Monica: Chandler, if you thought I was going to get you porn for Valentines Day (pulls a video out of a basket) you were right! Apparently, its about a young girl who moves to the big city, you know, in search of stardom, but ends up having sex with a lot of guys! Yeah, it got four starts! (looks closer) Oh, wait a minute. Those arent stars. Anyway, you want to take a look?
Rachel: Oh yeah. Okay, see mom, the truth is I can do this on my own.
RACHEL: Oh honey, are you jealous of Paolo? Oh, c'mon, I'm so much happier with you than I ever was with him.
Mrs. Green: Oh look.
Mrs. Green: Oh youre gonna do that ten times a day?
Chandler: (annoyed) Oh come on!!
Monica: Oh my god, I am losing my mind.
Ross: Oh the bands ready! And wellI-Iwe gotta do what the band says, right? I dont care about the stinkin band!!
Hums While He Pees: I know its really lame, but I got these tickets from my boss andOh no! No! No! My God!
Ross: Oh. (Rachel and he start to stand up.)
Rachel: Oh, really, really good. But enough about me, come on! Where-where are you from? What do you do?
Chandler: Oh my God, introduce us!
Amy: Oh my god. You're on Days of Our Lives.
Monica: (reading) Oh dear God!
Monica: Oh my God, this is horrible!
Phoebe: Oh hey, Monica, I heard you saw Donald Trump at your convention.
Phoebe: Oh, oh, but y'know, you always see these really beautiful women with these really nothing guys, you could be one of those guys.
Rachel: (stopping him) Oh, wait Ross! Im sorry, one more thing!
Rachel: Really?! Oh my God! Im successful!
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: Oh.
Ross: Oh, okay.
Phoebe: Oh, no. Don't you hate it when people aren't there for you?
Rachel: Oh my God! Im standing at a cash register, holding a credit card, and Im bored.
Rachel: Oh yeah! Actually, thats one of the reasons why were not a couple.
Phoebe: Hey! Oh, how did baby shopping go?
Rachel: Oh yeah! You reallyYou look great.
Phoebe: Oh you dont know.
Ross: (thinking) Oh. (Pause) Oh! Oh my God! Okay, I know this, give me-give me a second!
Katie: Oh uh I actually came here to ask you out.
Rachel: Oh yeah! Yeah please, you guys have fun.
Rachel: Oh okay, I see what youre doing there.
JOEY: Oh yeah, yeah, she's great, but... I kinda got the feeling that she was sort of... coming on to me. And I definitely would get the part if I would've... you know... if I would have sent the Little General in.
Phoebe: Oh! Its okay, you calm down after a while and then people can see how really sweet and wonderful you really are.
Chandler: Oh, well... Maybe I'll join them some time. I just hope the club doesn't slip out of my hand and beat the moustache off his face.
Rachel: Oh, I guess. Except everything looks like jammies now.
Chandler: Oh! (Stands up.)
Monica: I swear, I promise. I promise. Oh my God, I'm so excited! {And I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it! Sorry, just couldn't resist it.} All right, listen let me tell you, do not get her flowers. Okay? Because y'know, she cries when they die, and there's the whole funeral
Ross: Oh dude, don't worry about it, I found an unattended maid's car. We're way ahead of the game.
The Cooking Teacher: Oh yes! Youre an excellent chef! As a person youre a little
Rachel: (starting to cry) Oh Ross, thank you. Thank you. (They hug.)
Phoebe: Oh right, ok um. Ok so its not just the lie you tell. but its the way you tell it. . For example if you look down at the ground when you're talking, people know you're lying.
Ross: Oh sure. (He sits on the apothecary table and touches her hand.)
Chandler: Oh good, 'cause I've already thought of 3... 4! I've just thought of a fourth (he goes towards the counter)
Phoebe: Oh, sly.
Chandler: Oh! (Pulls his hand away.)
Rachel: Oh no-no-no-no, no!
Chandler: Oh, I figured you guys would all be mad at me. So I got you some gifts that I found on the side of the road. (Looks into the bag.) Who wants the teddy bear with one leg?
Joey: Oh.. I don't know why this is so hard for me. you know.. I mean lying is basically just acting and I am a terrfic actor.
Phoebe: Oh hey Mon? Rach is here! Ohh, youre still pregnant. Oh, Im sorry. I know how uncomfortable you are. Yknow what? You look great. Yeah, like fifty bucks.
Ross: (to Rachel) Oh, youre nice to her.
Monica: Oh, okay!
Rachel: Oh honey, dont worry. I really do feel like tomorrows the day.
Amy: Oh I was just thinking. You know what would be incredible? If you guys died.
PHOEBE: I know. We didn't do any of the romantic things I had planned, like having a picnic at Central Park and ya know, coffee at Central Perk. Oh I just got that. [They kiss.]
Rachel: Oh wait, dont you have to pay for your, (looks at his magazine) Busty Ladies?
Phoebe: You guys, um I know that this really doesn't have anything to do with me, but um I love you guys too. (Joins in on the hug.) Oh, I really needed that. (Goes and sits down.)
Monica: Oh, well. Now that I'm here I might as well help you with the cleaning and organizing! Just happen to have my label maker!
Phoebe: Oh, Im sorry. I didnt hear you over all the winning.
Ross: Oh, I know.
Rachel: (breaking the kiss) Oh God!
Phoebe: Oh you made it!
Joey: No, Yeeees. God, how do I say this. (walks into the kitchen, Chandler follows closely, he turns around and gets startled). Oh, hi, you know that girl from the Greek restaurant with the hair (holds his hands up to signify she has big hair)?
Rachel: Oh, okay.
Man: Oh no-no, not at all.
Rachel: Oh.