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Monica: Oh, some idiot customer put a suggestion in the suggestion box.
Phoebe: Oh my God, they took my idea!
Phoebe: Oh my God, are you guys okay?
Joey: (leaving Central Perk and seeing Monica laying on top of Rachel who is moaning in pain.) Oh my.
Chandler: Oh, so thats why the priest threw holy water on me. (theres no reaction from Joey) Okay, listen, you have to cheer up! Okay? You should come out with Ross and me, I mean anything is better than sitting around here crying all day about Kate.
Chandler: Oh my God! Whos gonna watch that?!
Monica: Oh, whatd ya bring me?! (She opens the gift) Awww, hotel toiletries from Japan. Oh, these are gonna go in my permanent collection. You want some coffee?
Monica: What?! Oh.(She turns around quickly and falls)
Monica: Oh, please.
Rachel: Oh, I am, my side still hurts from when you crashed into me yesterday.
Monica: Oh God, Im so sorry.
Monica: Oh God!
Rachel: Oh I see, so this suit is making a point.
Monica: Oh absolutely. I like it even more on you than I did on Colonel Sanders. (Ross starts to leave) Ross! Ross! Im kidding!
Rachel: Yeah. Oh! Was how you invented the cotton gin?!
Phoebe: Umm, oh, about three months.
Joey: Oh, well no problem there. (He picks up the chick, hugs it really tight, and talks to it like its a little baby.)
Pete: Oh no, not the thing. I hate the thing. Whats the thing?
Monica: Oh?
Monica: Oh, thats great! I mean Im-Im sorry, but Im so happy for you. And now I can work for you!
Monica: Oh my God! Oh, this is incredible! Ohh! (she rolls over and kisses him on the cheek) All right, y'know what? Im just gonna roll right into that office and-and quit!
Phoebe: Cause youre still into Monica. So you told her there was somebody else so she would agree to work with you, so cause you figure oh if you spent a lot of time together, maybe something might happen, and...
Phoebe: Absolutely, oh I promise. Tell her what?
Ross: Oh my God, is that still...
Chandler: (rushing in) Oh, good! Good! Do you guys know how to get a chick out of a VCR?!
Rachel: Oh wait, Ross, would you just stay and help me get dressed?
Ross: Ahh, sorry, nothing you can do about it. Its one of my ah, rights as the ex-boyfriend. (closes his eyes again) Oop, oh yeah!
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Okay. Oh wait, wait-wait, youre not gonna come with me?
Phoebe: Oh, wait, wait. Clogs, or claws?
Phoebe: Oh, just go. Youre never gonna get it!
Monica: I dont believe this! Wow, look at this refrigerator! Its gigantic! I mean I could live in this thing! Id be cold, but Im always cold. Oh my God, look at these spider burners! I love spider burners.
Monica: Oh, it is sooo perfect. Thank you so much. (runs over and hugs him)
Pete: Oh, youre welcome. (He takes a deep breath)
Monica: Oh God.
Monica: All right shut up for a second and let me just see something. (She kisses him back on the lips) Oh, wow! (They then hug and kiss, very passionately.)
Ross: Oh, it was, nah, well....
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh, Im sorry I spoiled youre evening.
Chandler: Noo! (takes him out) Oh, its okay, its okay, baby, baby, baby.
Joey: Oh my God! What did you say?
Joey: Oh, you're not taking her with you tonight?
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh... Bye guys.
Monica: Oh, look at these little bunnies!
Phoebe: (disappointed) Oh, good for you.
Phoebe: How sweet! Oh, is that the baby?
Monica: Oh my God Rach. Bean bag chairs.
Joey: Oh, Oh, you're right! I don't want that. I can't date her!
Ross: Oh my God! You did that yourself?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: Oh my God.
Ross: Oh my God!
Rachel: Hi! Oh my gosh!
Joey: Oh, they're so cute! Now, what, what kinds are they?
Rachel: Oh my gosh. Wow, so beautiful.
Phoebe: Oh yeah? Well, tell me which one, and I'll try slip it in my coat.
Rachel: Ross, what are you talking about? (she sees the cake) oh! Oh my God! They put my baby’s face on a penis!
Joey: No, Chandler. Look, forget about it, okay? Look, I know things have been a little tight since Janine moved out. Oh, was she hot.
Rachel: Alright, now I really have to go. Okay. Au revoir! Oh, they're gonna really hate me over there.
Ross: Oh my God, Phoebe, slow down!
Chandler: Oh, ain't this nice? It's so quiet, I could just lie here all day.
Joey: Oh!
Monica: Oh..
Chandler: Oh, don't worry, we'll find them.
Monica: Oh God! What did I just step on?
Joey: Oh! They're in the table!
Joey: Oh!
Chandler: Oh yes! Just had me a little nubbin-ectomy. Yep! Two nipples, no waiting.
Joey: Oh my God!
Joey: Oh God! So what do we do?
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: Im sorry, as I was saying the store number is wrong, and Im sorry but thats... (notices a fire that Rosss candle has started) Oh my God!!
Rachel: Oh, shoot. I had it. Oh, I can't believe this.
Joey: Oh, I-I think Im gonna stick with the V, I wanna see how this bad boy turns out.
Monica: Oh, wait, wait, wait! Here they go again.
Monica: Oh, I'm sorry. Shoot, they were doing it before.
Monica: Oh, okay. Alright, it's flight 421. Leaves at 8:40.
Phoebe: Well, if you really wanna know, I'mOh! I can't tell you this.
Rachel: Oh, honey, I'm sure there's nothing wrong with the plane.
Phoebe: Oh, he's at the doctor, he didn't poop the whole time we were there!
Rachel: Oh my God.
Phoebe: Oh, he's playing organ for a children's roller-skating party.
Ross: Oh my God!
Mike: oh it's just you have that look (shuts the front door)
Phoebe: Oh, thanks a lot. Do you want to get a cup of coffee?
Rachel: (on the answering machine) Oh, please, miss, you don't understand!
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.)
Rachel: Ooo! Oh, I forgot they made sheets!
Monica: Oh, yeah, that's true.
Chandler: Oh, okay.
Chandler: Oh, it's gonna be okay.
Rachel: (on the couch) Oh hi! Yknow, I just wanted to see if there were any leads on the old job front.
Rachel: Oh, yknow what you should get em? One of those little uh, portable CD players.
Joey: Oh wow thats a great idea! And I still have his credit card.
Richard: Oh youre awesome! And, in that last speech? You soaked me.
Rachel: Oh thats five Ross. Five women have had five babies! And I have had no babies! Why doesnt she want to come out?
Rachel: Oh well, hello. This is your lucky day Mr. Bowmont, the uh gentleman day sailer as just become available again and I believe that you made a bid of $18,000.
Ross: Oh! (She kisses him) Ah. (They kiss more, and move down onto the couch. Ross's hand moves under some garbage) Aw! (His hand is covered with something brown and gooey.)
Rachel: Oh yeah! I mean, that was pretty intense.
Phoebe: Ohh thats so sweet! (Her cell phone rings.) Oh! Hang on! (Quickly grabs a cigarette and starts to light it as her phone rings.) Hang onnnnnn!!! (Gets the cigarette lighted and answers the phone.) (On phone.) Go!! No! No-no! I said sell when it hits 50! 5-0, its a number! It comes after 4-9!! No, its okay. Its okay, youre allowed one mistake. Just kidding, you are of course fired.
Chandler: Oh, you're definately not. I haven't cried like that in years.
Phoebe: Oh, Im sorry. Is that annoying? And speaking about being selfish in bed, hows Whitney?
Joey: Okay, here's my big scene. My big scene's here! (They have two of the cops on the street, then they cut to where they're entering an apartment.) Oh my God.
Rachel: Ohhh well. Yknow what honey? The best thing to do to get over a guy is to start dating someone else. Oh! There is this great guy you will love at work named Bob! Hes a real up-and-comer in Human Resources.
Chandler: Hello? Oh hi, Doctor Connelly. (pause) No, she's not here but, you know, I can tell her. Should I be sitting down for this? (his smile fades as he hears the answer) Oh. (pause) Well, so what does that mean? (pause) Ok. Ok, thank you. Thanks. (hangs up)
Guru Saj: Oh, I think I see the problem. And Im afraid were gonna have to use a much stronger tool. (Ross gives him a What? look) Love.
Phoebe: Wow! Oh you can just imagine that this is where (Shes opening and closing the drawers) they kept all the stuff to make their potions.
ESTL: Oh, I see. Well, I'm just gonna put in a call here and we'll find out what's goin' on and straighten it out. [picks up the phone] Yeah, hi, Lori please. [pause] Hi darling. So how 'bout Joey Tribbiani for the part of the cab driver, isn't he terrific? [pause] Uh-huuuuh. [pause] Uh-huuuuh. OK, doll. Talk to you later. [hangs up] [to Joey] Yeah, you're gonna have to sleep with her.
Mona's Date: Oh umm, I-I dont know if I want to wear a womans shirt.
Monica: Oh, we weren't talking about you. No, no way to recover.
Monica: Oh yeah that's what you want - my inhibitions lowered.
Ross: I was having a little chat with ah, Bonnie, and ah, guess what, she-she happened to bring up y'know, who was behind the um, whole head shaving idea, and now, who was it? Oh, thats right, thats right, it was you!
Ross: Oh... ok, fine. But... ehm... I just have one question for you, ehm... (aping Professor Spafford) When we exit should we walk, or run, or prance, or stroll...
Rachel: Oh God, that's right. I blocked that out.
Megan: Oh Im not, I just like to try these on.
Ross: Oh! (He bangs his fists together.)
Rachel: Because, I feel like I wouldn't just be going out with him. I would be going out with all of you. Oh, and there would just be all this pressure, and I don't wanna...
PHOEBE: Oh yeah. You know, I don't know if I was happier when um George Bailey destroyed the family business or um, Donna Reid cried, or when the mean pharmacist made his ear bleed.
Joey: Oh, yeah, yeah, good idea. (he mimes hitting his head with his fist)
Chandler: Oh right, your allergies. (Monica leaves and to the chick and duck) All her, she hates you. (Chandler leaves without finishing the message for Joey.)
Will: Oh right. All right, its no fat, its no sugar, its no dairy its no good. Throw it out.
Rachel: Oh, I thought you guys meant marijuana cigarettes, y'know? Y'know what I mean, like dubbies? And I actually, I thought to myself, "Wow, those guys are crazy!" But no, I actually smoke the regular ones all, all the time.
Joey: Oh yeah! I got in there myself once. My roommate bet me five bucks that I couldnt, and then he stuck a board through the handles that locked me in. Yeah. It was funny til I started feeling like I was in a coffin.
Chandler: Oh no, it's terrific, it's... it's... y'know, you deserve this, after all your years of struggling, you've finally been able to crack your way into showbusiness.
Rachel: Oh yeah! But you know what? If you need Hugsy, don't worry. Emma will totally understand. I won't... but whatever (She leaves the room).
Erica: Oh my God, that's just like my name!
Phoebe; Oh, incredible! Oh! Champagne, candle-lit dinners, moonlight walks on the beach, it was sooo ro-man-tic!
Ronni: Oh no, not you, big Joey. Oh my God, you're so much cuter than your pictures! (Joey stares at her) I-I'm, I'm Ronni....Cheese Nip?
Phoebe: Oh my God! May I just say that you two gentlemen have the exact same hands! They're identical! Now, I've never seen anything like that in the business world.
Phoebe: Oh no, I am mad at you. I know that much. But, I am sorry about the fat ass thing. You actually have a very sweet little hiney.
Phoebe: Oh, she's that work of art I made, you know, with the woman coming out of the frame.
ROSS: Oh look, I can't believe this. Look, homo-habilus hasn't even learned how to use tools yet and they've got him here wi, with clay pots. Why don't, why don't they just give him a microwave? I'm sorry, I'm sorry this is taking so long, ya know, I, I, it's just it's longer than I expected, we will have dinner.
Mr. Geller: Oh, I'm not falling for that one!
Stevens: (coming back in) Oh, excuse me. I forgot my briefcase y'know, by accident.
Rachel: Yeah! Oh, and then afterwards you can take her to the Four Seasons for drinks. Or you go downtown and listen to some jazz. Or dancingOh! Take her dancing!
Mrs. Bing: Oh, please, honey, listen, if I can do it, anybody can. You just start with half a dozen European cities, throw in thirty euphemisms for male genitalia, and bam! You have got yourself a book.
Rachel: Oh, that was just my crazy friend. She told me I should get off the plane, because she had a feeling that there was something wrong with the left Philange.