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Chandler: Come on, Ross, you gotta get back in the game here, ok? The Rachel thing's not happening, your ex-wife is a lesbianI don't think we need a third...
Chandler: Oh, uh, I... don't... care. (Joey's date shows up) Ok, now, remember, no trading. You get the pretty one, I get the mess.
Chandler: Ok, I'm makin' a break for it, I'm goin' out the window.
Rachel: Ok, ok, Roger was creepy, but he was nothing compared to Pete Carney.
Monica: Ok, well, what kind of ritual?
Phoebe: Ok. We can, um, we can burn the stuff they gave us.
Chandler: That's OK.
Chandler: Ok, you can not do this to me.
Chandler: Ok, well, this was very special.
Phoebe: Ok, so now we need, um sage branches and the sacramental wine.
Phoebe: Um, that's ok! (throws it in fire) Ok. All right. Now we need the semen of a righteous man.
Rachel: Ok, Pheebs, you know what, if we had that, we wouldn't be doing the ritual in the first place.
Phoebe: Ok, yeah, ok. (she throws the directions in) Oh, OK.
Rachel: (tossing things in the fire) Ok, Barry's letters. Adam Ritter's boxer shorts.
Phoebe: Ok, and I have the, uh receipt for my dinner with Nokululu Oon Ah Ah.
Chandler: Ok, Janice. Janice. Hey, Janice. Look, there's no way for me to tell you this. At least there's no new way for me to tell you this. I just don't things are gonna work out.
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.
MONICA: Ok.
RACHEL: Ok.
PHOE: OK, OK, don't get all squinky.
RACHEL: Ok, I will have the uh, (whispers) side salad.
PHOEBE: Ok. One.
JOEY: Are you ok, Ross?
RACHEL: Ok.
Steve: (unconcerned) Yeah, OK.
PHOEBE: Yeah, ok. You probably did everything you could.
ROSS: Ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, do you know A minor?
CHANDLER: Ok.
STEPHANIE: Ok.
JOEY: Ok.
Rachel: Ok. (Phoebe starts to walk in the opposite direction though. Rachel sees and follows her) Wha...? where? Where are you going?
RACH: Thank you. OK. [dials] [to Michael] Machine. Just waiting for the beep.
Phoebe: (entering and talking on mobile phone) Ok, great! All right, bye! (she hangs up) Pain in the ass!! (she looks at the others, then back at the phone) That's off, right?
Joey: Oh! I got it! Ok, everyone pick a number from one to ten. Alright? Whoever gets the highest number gets to go first.
RACH: OK, OK.
ROSS: Have a good time. Ok, Ben.
PHOEBE: Yeah, it's just so strange. I mean, she probably woke up today and thought, "ok, I'll have some breakfast, and then I'll take a little walk, and then I'll have my massage." Little did she know God was thinking, "Ok, but that's it." Oh, but the weirdest thing was, ok, I was cleansing her aura when she died, and when the spirit left her body, I don't think it went very far.
PHOE: Ok, all right.
Monica: Hey, honey, my test is down the hall, are you sure you're going to be ok?
RACH: Well. [looks at watch] Woah, look at that! I gotta go, I gotta date. With a man. Um, OK, you guys have a really, uh, have a really good night and you two have a, uh, have a, uh, really good cat. [she leaves carrying her tray then comes back in] OK, we're not supposed to take these when we leave.
RACHEL: OK Julie, so now let's start with your childhood, what was that like?
Rachel: No, no, thats OK. Y'know, I think I'm gonna give it a go.
Ross: Ok, would people stop drinking the breast milk?
MNCA: Sure, what? Ok, ok. [hangs up the phone] [to Rachel] Music?
RACHEL: Ok, Chandler, Mon, there's only one bananna nut muffin left.
PHOEBE: OK, is this really my father?
MONICA: I hope she's OK.
CHANDLER: OK.
PHOEBE: OK, let's go.
ROSS: OK, tip the man.
ROSS: No, no, wait, ok, ok, look at the other side. Look at Julie's column.
PHOEBE: OK.
Ross: Come on, there are plenty of other women out thereok? Just - just forget about her, ok? Just, she's off limits.
ROSS: Are you OK?
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
PHOE: Are... are you OK?
FBOB: Yeah, OK.
Joey: Ok! All right, well... I'm gonna see if I can get a room for the night and I'll... I'll see you later!
Gavin: Well, let me explain how birthday parties usually work. There are presents, and a cake, perhaps a fourth or fifth person. Ok, I ... got you the present to make up for being such a jerk to you earlier.
RACH: Ohhh, OK.
Ross: You are not putting that on again! Marcel, OKif you press that button, you are in very, very big trouble.
PHOE: OK, so, you know what you're doing, right?
PHOE: I, OK....
PHOE: OK honey, you're dating Ross.
MNCA: OK.
ROSS: Ok.
ROSS: Ok.
CHANDLER: Oh, ok.
RACHEL: Ok.
ROSS: Is everything ok?
RACHEL: Ok, who ordered what?
ROSS: Ok, here, here. There we go.
ROSS: No, that, that was, I mean, as opposed to uh, the uh, ok. Is this over yet Rach?
CHANDLER: Spanish midgets. Spanish midgets wrestling. Julie. Ok, yes, I see how you got there. (phone rings)
ROSS: It's ok. I'm sorry.
Rachel: Ok, great, because I gotta get out of here, the smell of beets is killing me!
PHOEBE: Ok, that's so nice.
PHOEBE: OK, here I go. I'm goin' in.
ROSS: Ok.
ROSS: Ok.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
CHANDLER: Ok, but can you tell him that, because he thinks he's too pink.
ROB: You OK?
MNCA: Ok, how about pilgrim Mockolate mousse?
PHOEBE: OK, hi again.
CHANDLER: OK. [reads paper] Brake left, gas right?
PHOEBE: OK, Rachel, I'm ready.
RACHEL: OK.
PHOEBE: OK. Um, how come I'm walking with you?
Ross: Well, OK, its for a boy. Well, I know its a little out there, but Darwin.
RACHEL: OK, I'm doin' it for ya.
CHANDLER: Oh uh, o, OK.
RACHEL: Wow. Wow, that's great. Great. Ok, wow, you know what.
PHOEBE: OK, Rachel, why don't you start talking first.
MONICA: OK.
RACHEL: Oh, what a load of crap. That is a dot. Your mother is up in heaven going, 'Where the hell is my lily, you wuss?' OK, Phoebe, that is not a tattoo, this is a tattoo. [she bends over and bears her tattoo right when Ross returns]
CHANDLER: OK.
RACHEL: OK, well, bye. [kisses him]
MONICA: OK.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
JOEY: Ok. He kept my dollar.
MONICA: No really, they're OK.
CHAN: So you really OK about all this?
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
MONICA: Ok, then just go.
RICHARD: Ok. [leaves]
PHOEBE: I think she's OK.
RACHEL: Ross, there is no us, OK.
ROSS: Rach. OK, forget, forget the lobsters OK. We're, let's talk, what about us?
PHOEBE: OK, no. For your information I'm going to see him so I can put all those feeling behind me. OK, and the reason I'm dressed like this is because I think it's nice to look nice for your gay husband.
CHANDLER: Ok, so let me just get this straight. So we're uh, strictly talking about the middle?
Dr. Franzblau: Ok, all right, well aren't there times when you come home at the end of the day, and you're just like, 'if I see one more cup of coffee'...
ROSS: [enters] Ok, what the hell happened back there?
PHOE: OK. [reading] The only thing worse than the mindless, adolescent direction...
Chandler: Ok, who wants light cheese, and who wants dark cheese?
Joey: All right, look, I'm not proud of this, ok? Well, maybe I am a little.