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Chandler: You know what? You know what? I think we're making too big a deal out of this. ok? So we pay our bills a little late this month and maybe next month we cut back on a few things. And maybe we start eating out of Joey's refrigerator for a change. You're chef... what can you make out of backing soda and beer?
Monica: Ok worse case scenario is...we borrow some money from my parents.
Phoebe: Great! Ok...I'll go get the tube top.
Monica: (Looks exasperated) Ok first of all...It would be great. But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I need to borrow some money.
Phoebe: Hey you guys! Ok, we've got great news.
Phoebe: Monica slow down! Ok? I'm just excited to be living with him. You know I mean, I don't know, Can I see someday being married to Mike? Sure! Yeah. Y'know..I can picture myself walking down the aisle in a wedding dress that highlights my breasts in an obvious yet classy way. But do I want that house in Connecticut...you know..near the good schools where Mike and I can send Sophie and Mike Junior.. Oh my god I do.
Chandler: Oh ok.
Phoebe: Ok, well that's bad. But don't you think it might be different with someone else? Perhaps a blonde who always uses a toilet. Except for once in the ocean.
Mike: I'm sorry. Are you ok with that? Cause if not...maybe us moving in together isn't the best idea.
Monica: Ok, you're being wierd. Do you want sex or did you do something bad?
Monica: Ok..You know the old classics you know,You look nice? They're still ok.
Phoebe: It's ok that's how you feel.
Joey: OK so I'm out four thousand dollars and nobody's boobs are getting any bigger?
Phoebe: But I don't think I can! it was ok to move in when I didn't know what was gonna happen, but I can't move in knowing that nothing is ever gonna happen.
Mike: Ok... so...(They hug) Goodbye.
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?
CHANDLER: Oh uh, o, OK.
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.
RACHEL: Wow. Wow, that's great. Great. Ok, wow, you know what.
RACHEL: OK, well, bye. [kisses him]
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.
MONICA: OK.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
RICHARD: Ok. [leaves]
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.
PHOEBE: I think she's OK.
RACHEL: OK, that's dead right?
ROSS: Rach. OK, forget, forget the lobsters OK. We're, let's talk, what about us?
MONICA: OK, um. Goodbye.
RACHEL: Ross, there is no us, OK.
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...