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Monica: (entering) Phoebe? (Phoebe comes back into the living room) Oh, Phoebe, I'm so sorry. Have you been here long?
Phoebe: Richard Simmons?! Oh my God!
Phoebe: Oh! Okay, that actually makes more sense. So how was it?
Phoebe: Oh, I can't believe you guys lasted a whole year!
Chandler: Oh, but it's not 'til tomorrow!
Monica: For this weekend! Oh gosh, it would be perfect, we get to see Joey plus we get to start our anniversary celebration on the plane. We can call it out plane-aversary.
Monica: Oh, he just doesn't want us to go through any trouble. Think of how excited he'll be when we go out and surprise him! Plus we get to have our own, ani-Vegas-ary! A-Nevadaversary!
Phoebe: Oh please, you are not gonna ditch again like you did with London.
Rachel: Oh no, wait a minute, wait, I've got a presentation tomorrow. I can't miss that.
Ross: Oh, but I've got tickets to the Van Gogh exhibit! I've been waiting like a year for this.
Phoebe: Oh yeah, so you can walk around naked.
Chandler: Okay! (He grabs his carryon and starts rummaging through it.) Oh man! Dont tell me I did this!
Monica: Oh that's okay. Dont worry about it, you can give it to me when we get back.
Phoebe: (sitting down) Oh good! All right, so you decided to tell him about the Richard thing.
Phoebe: Oh no. [The patented version.]
Chandler: Oh yeah! Yeah, so you-you bumped into Richard! You grabbed a bite! It's no big deal. (He still ain't happy.)
Rachel: (takes off her robe) Oh! Look what happened! {Don't get your hopes up guys, we only get to see her from the back or from the neck up. Its times like these I wish that the networks would broadcast some nudity other than Denis Franz's butt.} (In her head.) Huh, check me out! I'm in my kitchen naked! I'm picking up an orange. (Does so) I'm naked! (Goes into the living room) Lighting the candles, naked, and carefully. (She backs anything that might have a point like a candle on her body away.)
Ross: (in his head) Oh my God! That's Rachel naked! I can't look at that! I am looking at this. (Looks back at his book.) Okay, vivid colors, expressive brush strokesUnless she wants me to be looking at that. She knows I'm home. She knows I can see her. What kind of game is she playing? I think maybe someone's lonely tonight. Oh-ho, Dr. Geller! Stop it! You're being silly! Or, am I?
Ross: Oh so-so you weren't trying to entice me just now with your-your nakedness?
Rachel: (gasps) Oh God, you saw me?! Oh!
Rachel: Okay. Oh wait! One more thing umm, do-do we still need to uh settle the question of "us?"
Phoebe: For 99 cents, I'd eat you. (Sees the casino) Okay, I can totally settle down here. It's got everything I could ever want, including Joey! Look! (Points to Joey in his gladiator suit posing for a picture with two old ladies.) Oh! Look! Hi!
Chandler: Oh my God.
Monica: Oh y'know what? If you're gonna be acting like this all night, I really, I don't even want to be around you.
Rachel: What are you talking about Pheebs? (Takes out her compact) I don't (She gasps when she looks in the mirror and sees her face.) (To Ross) Oh my God, you drew on me?!
Phoebe: Oh. What's a lurker?
Ross: Oh my God! Rach-Rach, are-are-are you sure?
Ross: (on the phone) Yes, hello. I have a question. Umm, I used your pen to draw on my friend's face. (Listens) A beard and a moustache. (Listens and laughs) Thank you. (Rachel turns around and glares at him.) No, she didn't think so. (Listens) I know it's like (turns and sees Rachel staring at him and quickly changes the subject) anyway, umm well make-up didn't cover it and we've tried everything to get it off and nothing's worked. What-what do we do? (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Uh-huh. (Listens) Yeah. (Listens) Oh! Okay. (Listens) Okay, thank you! (Rachel gets excited at his tone.) (Hangs up the phone) Yeah, it's not coming off.
Ross: Oh, come on! Rach, it's-it's not that bad.
Ross: Oh, hey y'know, they-they really overcharge you for that stuff. (Rachel glares at him.) But who cares?! Because it's all on me! (Rachel reaches into the fridge and pulls out two handfuls of those mini booze bottles.) (Watching her.) That is, one big drink!
Joey: (stopping him) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa-whoa! We could have our own show! Y'know we could clap our hands together people will love it! Huh? And-and-and I wrote a song for us! (Singing, to the tune of This Land is Your Land) This hand is your hand! This hand is my hand! Oh wait, that's your hand! No wait, it's my hand!
Rachel: Oh my God, I'm starting to look like my great aunt, Muriel.
Monica: Oh, that's because I had lunch with RichMe neither! Okay, what do I want now?
Phoebe: Oh well, lost again. (She gets up and slowly moves away. The lurker scurries in and takes her spot, only this time Phoebe set a trap for her and catches her in the act.) That's it! You and me, outside!
Phoebe: Oh, okay. (Walks out.)
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.
Joey: Me?! Oh come on, man! You can't do this! Come on! (Being dragged out by the guard) I'm your hand twin!!
Chandler: Oh, that's The Wedding March. Does, does that freak you out?
Chandler: Well, I was kinda hoping we could do this without him. (She starts to take off her latex gloves.) Oh no-no-no, leave the gloves on.
Joey: Oh, and plus Im 1/16th Portuguese.
Monica: Oh, yeah.
Phoebe: Now (Starts singing again) "Who will perform the ceremony! Who will perform the cer(Chandler enters and grabs her guitar and closes the door behind him)Ohoh! All right, Ill pound on him in the morning.
Phoebe: Oh, hey, hey Nick the boxer lets see what you got. All right ya, put em up. Come on. (they start shadow boxing)
Rachel: Oh my God! I was so afraid I wasn't gonna remember any of my high-school French, but I understood every word you just said!
Ross: Oh.
Phoebe: Yeah. (phone rings and Phoebe answers it) Hello. (listens) Oh my God, I totally forgot! (listens) Well cant someone else do it. (listens) But, I have company. (listens) Yeah, no look, thats all right Ill come in. (hangs up phone) Um, Frank, Im really sorry but I have to go to work. Its-its one of my regulars and hes insisting that I do um.
Monica: Oh, I love it! Thank you so much!
Monica: Oh, what a great gift! Is The Way You Look Tonight on it?!
Monica: (interrupting her) Oh give it a rest!
Chandler: Oh, its okay. I dont
Rachel: Oh yeah, scared the hell out of me. I thought wed lost you forever. Pheebs, you lie down?
Rachel: Oh good, great! I'll-I'll keep that in mind. (Turns and walks away.)
Joey: Oh, wait-wait! (Reaches into the shower again.) Maybe its a pickle?!
Rachel: Oh, of course!
Bitsy: Oh, please darling, let's be honest. You can have all the... sailor fun you want with that one, but... let's be real...
Monica: Oh really, so that hysterical phone call I got from a woman at sobbing 3:00 A.M., "I'll never have grandchildren, I'll never have grandchildren." was what? A wrong number?
Bitsy: Oh!
Chandler: Oh my good God.
Chandler: Oh, the mixed tape.
Rachel: Oh, oh, oh, Ill get Rainy Day Bear!! (runs to get him)
Phoebe: Oh no, no, no, no... That's okay, that's okay... I mean, I'm... I am a vegetarian... except for veal... Yeah no, veal I love...
Phoebe: Oh, I love paper mache! What did you make?
Monica: (grabs a bag of those Styrofoam peanuts) Ill be coordinator! Oh my God! Im so sorry, I didnt get you anything! Okay, look everybody has to help! Okay? You can help, cant you Phoebe?
Rachel: Oh b-b-but it is!
Joey: Oh, well think of it like this, when youre 90
Phoebe: Oh!! Thats my new thing. I figure bodies at peace, make peace.
Joey: Oh! Wait-wait! (Reaches inside the shower.) Is it my bologna sandwich?
Phoebe: Oh yeah, I'm sure. (Flashback resumes with Phoebe doing a voiceover.) And all of a sudden his hands weren't the problem anymore. (Flashback continues: Paolo rolls over, Phoebe looks down, then quickly looks up, bites lip, shakes her head)
Rachel: Oh God. (He hands her some tissues.) No! Oh not again! (Wiping her nose.) This-this happened when my grandfather died. It's ugh! Sorry. (She puts her head back.) Oh, okay, so I'm sorry, what-what were you-what did you want to tell me?
Joey: Oh right great! Welcome aboard!
Ross: Oh! So-so seriously, what time?
Phoebe: Oh!
Monica: Oh well, its not so bad.
Joey: Oh, how bad is it?
MRS. GELLER: Oh please, a relationship.
CHANDLER: (Hangs his jacket over the suitcase, locks the door, then turns to Monica.)� Oh well, look at you.
Monica: Oh my God, this is great! This is so great! (to Chandler, who looks bewildered). Did you hear that?
Rachel: Oh.
Ross: Oh, thank you. (She goes to kiss him, but he holds her coat up between their faces to stop her.) Hey, hey. (opens the door, sees Rachel, and hides Chloe behind the door) Rachel!!!!
Rachel: Oh, Phoebe, are you still on hold? I was supposed to call my Dad back like two hours ago.
Phoebe: I dont know, I dont know, I dont know. You know, I mean, on the one hand, Mother may I? But yknow on the other hand No. No, I cant. Were friends. No, oh, no. I dont want to risk what we have.
Malcom: Oh, this is log I kept, recording her every movement. Do you wanna here something from it?
Phoebe: Oh! (Takes the phone.) Hello? (Listens) Yeah this is Phoebe. (Listens) Really?!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no! Stay! Stay! Because you-you should you-you-you should stay!
Phoebe: Oh my God! (Walks to the window) Go away! (Gesturing.) Stop looking in here!
Chandler: Oh no-no-no, thats notNo-no-no!
Monica: Ohhh! Let me see! Oh God, I can't believe this! They're an hour late and they're just staying out there, talking!
Joey: Oh (grinning, trying to hold in his impatience with her) okay.. (she takes her hand back)
Rachel: Oh, Joey! Sorry!
Monica: Me? What are you talking about? Nobody could steal me from you. I mean, just because I'm friends with her doesn't make me any less friends with you. I mean, (starting to cry) you're my...We're, we're...Oh, I love you.
Rachel: Oh, that must be it.
Ross: Oh, you have some studying to do?
Phoebe: Okay. Oh umm, Chandler, Monica is looking for you.
Chandler: Hey, yknow what, if youre gonna do that, if youre gonna name him Joey, you should name him Chandler. (Phoebe doesnt think so.) Oh, come on! Chandlers funny, sophisticated, and hes very loveable, once you get to know him.
Ross: (recognizing her) Oh my God! Rachel Green?
Rachel: Oh yeah, Id actually love a blueberry muffin and a chamomile tea.
Monica: Oh, well... um, that's all there are of these. But in about eight and a half minutes, we'll be serving some delicious onion tartlets.
Phoebe Sr: Oh, thats okay, it gave me time to finish glazing my nipples.
Ross: Oh, whatever. (Laughs and gives Joey the thumbs up heading back to his apartment. Joey follows him)
Joey: Oh, Im sorry. Thank you Chandler.
Ross: Oh no-no-no, were just two people who happen to run into each other here at the coffee house. (He winks at her.)
ROSS: Oh. How do you uh, ya know, keep it so neat?
Elizabeth: Oh, were not together.
Elizabeth: Oh hi!
Monica: Oh, I like Elizabeth.
Monica: Come on! Tests make us all better learners! Oh yeah! (Running out) We should have essay questions!!
Phoebe: Oh yeah?
Ross: Oh I, I dont-I dont think that would be the best idea.
Rachel: Oh, its a tattoo! Thats weird, Phoebe doesnt Wait thats Ursula! Thats not Phoebe that is Ursula!
Phoebe: Oh, Chandler funny?
Rachel: Noo! Oh God we didwe didnt, we didnt uhh
Monica: Oh my God! (She goes to hug him, stops short, and hits him on the shoulder.) Where the hell have you been?!!
Joey: Yeah, that was a disappointment...(pause) Oh, hey!D'you want to come down to the set and tell me if I'm doing ok?
Ross: Whoa, whoa, whoa, ho, ho, ho, you did not win the game, the touchdown didnt count, because of the spectacularly illegal, oh and by the way savage nose breaking.
Ross: Oh, okay. What-what about?
Ross: Oh, I wish I knew, but the evaluations are all anonymous.
Rachel: You know we were all alone and he was being really nice to me and, oh and he gave me this scarf...
Elizabeth: Oh good.
Rachel: Oh, thank you.
Phoebe: (entering) Hey! Whats up? (Sees the TV) Oh my God! What am I doing?!!
Joey: Oh no, no-no-no-no! I don't want to know!
Kim: Oh my God. He just gave you the coldest look I have ever seen. Its like he hates you. Then it is true.
Rachel: Ummm. Oh! Im sorry. (She grabs the box and offers him a piece.) Its a little old but
Rachel: Oh
Ross: Well umm, oh! I might be teaching another class this semester!
Phoebe: Oh no, one of those look for the hidden meaning songs.
Rachel: Oh, hi.
Joey: Oh yeah, I definitely know her.
Chandler: Oh, Ross, when you make out card; be sure to make it out to, EM-I-LY.
Rachel: Oh I see, so this suit is making a point.
Monica: Oh God! Hes gonna come by and borrow some candles for his big date!
Elizabeth: Oh hey! Here they are!
Phoebe: (she stops reading from the script) Oh my God.
Chandler: Oh, so youre going with the teacher, huh?
Chandler: Oh, ok.
Chandler: Oh thats great!
Chandler: Oh, are we playing this?!
Phoebe: Oh yeah, youre solid. Yeah, youre just no me.