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MONICA: Joey they're not real. I start miles beneath the surface of these things, ok, they're fake. See [squeezes her breast] honk honk.
MONICA: Ok, um so, I still have to invite Dillon and Emma and Shannon Cooper.
JOEY: I didn't think anyone'd buy that, ok.
PHOEBE: Ok, so I guess we don't invite her parents.
PHOEBE: Ok, here are the birthday candles. Where's the birthday cake?
MONICA: Ok, we're not having birthday cake, we're having birthday flan.
MONICA: No no, the father can, but um, since I am the roommate I can tell you that she's not here and I'll pass along the message, ok. So bye-bye.
CHANDLER: Ok, think, what would Jack and Chrissy do?
JOEY: [peeks back out] Ok, now that your coat is safely in the bedr-, [sees that the coast is clear] oh, ok we can come back out in the living room.
CHANDLER: Ok, they're coming, shhh. [Runs into Monica's apartment and grabs one last girl to take to his apartment]
ROSS: Oh, now you can exchange them if you want, ok.
MONICA: Ok, everybody, there's food and drinks on the table. Go across the hall.
ROSS: You know what, this is ridiculous, ok. This is your birthday, this is your party. I say we just put 'em all together and if they can't deal with it, who cares.
CHANDLER: Look, are you gonna be ok?
CHANDLER: Ok, that's me. [runs back]
ROSS: Ok, do you have any ideas for any openers?
RACHEL: Uhh, let's just stay clear of 'I'm the guy that's doing you daughter' and you should be ok.
MONICA: Ok people, I want you to take a piece of paper, here you go, and write down your most embarassing memory. Oh, and I do ask that when you're not using the markers, you put the caps back on them because they will dry out.
MONICA: Ok, the first person's most embarassing memory is, 'Monica, your party sucks.' Very funny.
PHOEBE: Ok, ok, she's taking the trash out so I can get you out of here but it has to be now, she'll be back any minute.
PHOEBE: [enters with the three people she got out] Ok, welcome to the fu-oh.
RACHEL: Ok mom, you know what, fine, I'll make an appointment ok, but you know what, right now, I gotta go, I gotta go do a thing.
CHANDLER: [running out of his apartment after a girl] Ok, ok, you can be shirts and I'll be skins. I'll be skins. [sits down beside Rachel] Hey, how you holdin' up there, tiger? Oh, sorry, when my parents were getting divorced I got a lot of tigers. Got a lot of champs, chiefs, sports, I even got a governor.
MONICA: Ok, thanks for coming, I hope you guys had fun.
MONICA: Ok will do. So glad you came.
MONICA: Ok, let me go check. Your mom want's to say goodbye.
RACHEL: Oh ok.
RACHEL: Ok.
JOEY: Thanks for coming Mrs. Greene. [grabs her and kisses her to distract her. She goes limp in his arms. Mr. Greene leaves.] Well, ok, you take care.
MONICA: Ok everybody, it's time for flan.
MONICA: Ok, that's enough.
PHOEBE: Ok Rachel, make a special flan wish.
RACHEL: Ok, I've got one. [blows out the candles. Somebody calls out 'heads up' and the volleyball lands in the flan] Wow, those things almost never come true.
Monica: Ok...ay.
Phoebe: Ok, you weren't there.
Woman: No suds, no save. Ok?
Phoebe: Ok, I've got milk (takes thermos from her bag and starts to pour a cup) Here you go... (Rachel drinks straight from thermos) Oh!(Rachel finishes thermos) Better?
Rachel: Oh, are you sure you're ok?
Monica: Ok people, we are back in business! (Gets her headset out of her purse) Oh God, we've missed you soo much! (takes all the notes from Phoebe) Ok, go and get your hair and make-up done, and I'll take care of everything.
Monica: It's not ok to do it in a doctor's office but it is ok to do it in a parked car behind a Taco Bell?
David: (annoyed) Ok, would you care for my seat as well?
Rachel: (sigh) OK.
Monica: Phoebe, you get the bear, uhm, Joey, you get the robot, and Chandler and I get the dog. Ok, and the race is going to go (Takes two cups and marks the start and finish lines with them) from here to here. Now the one who comes in last, stays!
Ross: (to Joey) OK, here goes.
Rachel: OK.
Chandler: OK.
Donny: Ok Henrietta, you've picked Jack and Jill went up the hill.
RACHEL: Ok Ross, just so you know, calling it a poopie diaper doesn't make this process any cuter.
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
Rachel: Ok, I'm gonna get my stuff.
Rachel: Ok.
Ross: Oh, please. I am not singing to your stomach, ok?
Rachel: Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no, that's OK, I don't need them. I'm going for fours.
Phoebe: (stirring pot) Ok, all done.
Phoebe: Well, oh, ok now... Only one of us has to stay with Emma. Ok, and as the person who realized that, I get to go!
Monica: Ok, three kinds of potatoes coming up.
Joey: OK. (Ross goes out on the balcony to talk to Rachel)
Salon girl: Ok. Very good. Have a seat right over here Mr. Bing and Sonia will be right with you.
Joey: Uhm... ok... uhm... Well, yeah... You have got some nerve, coming back here. I can't believe you never called me.
Monica: Ok, here we go. We need to sort out the tickets as quickly as possible to see if we've won. So does anybody have any ideas how to organize this? (doesn't let them answer) Ok, how about this: we divide them into 6 groups of 40, and the remaining 10 can be read by whoever finishes their pile first.
Rachel: Ok, ok, ok. I promise, I promise, I promise, I won’t do it again. I really do. I promise. This is gonna be great.
Rachel: Ok, Ok, Pheebs...
MONICA: Ok, here, watch this.
Joey: Ok, ok, How about if we split it?
Rachel: Sometimes just nodding is ok. (pause) Uhm, so but anyway, listen, not marrying Barry was the best decision that I ever, ever made. Honey, you deserve true love. Your soulmate is out there, somewhere. Someone that is your age, that is smart, that is fun and that you care about!
Phoebe: Oh! (sits down) Ok, um, ok, um,
Phoebe: Yes, good! Ok...
Phoebe: You ok?
Phoebe: Oh, ok bye-bye.
Phoebe: Ok. We can, um, we can burn the stuff they gave us.
Chandler: (on the phone) "Look, this is ridiculous! I'm not paying for that room! Ok?" (pause) "Oh, thank you very much!" (hangs up) Yeah, I'm going to Vermont...
Ross: OK, I have a question. Well, actually, it's not so much a question as.. more of a general wondering... ment.
Monica: Ok. Hold on. (her mobile phone rings) Geller here! No! I said it has to be there by 4 o'clock. Goodbye. (she hangs up) Oh, how hard it is to make an ice sculpture?
Chandler: That's OK.
Joey: OK, you've got to promise that you'll never, ever tell Ross that I told you.
Phoebe: OK. (pause) Oh Monica! Guess what!
Phoebe: Ok, yeah, ok. (she throws the directions in) Oh, OK.
Ross: OK.... um, a weird thing happened to me on the train this morning...
Phoebe: Because I was ashamed ok? I sold out for the cash! And then they give me benefits like medical, and dental, and a 401K. But you know... you pay a price. Now I'm this Corporate stooge and punching a clock and Ugh! paying taxes!
Rachel: Ok, fine! You can make fun of me. I do not want Emma going there. And I was thinking Claire Danes.
Phoebe: (sitting) OK.
Rachel: Ok. Oh God. (To Ross) Get the camera, it’s in the diaper bag.
Phoebe: (holding a card and waving it in front of her face) Hey you guys, look, the one-eyed jack follows me wherever I go. (they look at her) Right, OK, serious poker.
Ross: Ahem... I want.... OK, I want to... feel your... hot, soft skin with my lips.
Joey: Ok, thank you. And I promise you I will not forget this one. (he starts writing on his hand) Mandy.
PHOEBE: Yeah, yeah, no it's OK 'cause, I mean, I know he's there, so, that's enough for now.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
DR. BURKE: No no, it, it's fine, believe me. I do it too. I always answer with the 'I'm OK' head bob. [demonstrates] 'I'm OK.' [tilts head] 'You sure?' [bobs head] 'Yeah, I'm fine.' Hey listen, I've got to set up the music. I got a new CD changer, of course the divorce only left me with 4 CD's to change.
RACHEL: Ok, ok, ok, I will, I will, I, hey, I will clean the apartment for two months.
Monica: Are you gonna be ok, officer, uhm,...
ROSS: No. You're just gonna have to accept the fact that you're just friends now, OK, you're not... rommmates anymore.
Monica: (to Joey) OK, try this salmon mousse.
Rachel: Ok, ok, Roger was creepy, but he was nothing compared to Pete Carney.
PHOEBE: Ohh, ok, I see what you did there. Aren't you afraid though, that the writers are gonna be kinda mad when they read this?
Phoebe: OK Joey, your bet.
Ross: Oh, oh, ok, great. You know what, while you're at it she said another word the other day, why don't you, why don't you look up: pbbqqt....
Rachel: (to Monica): Really? (out loud): Sure, we have scones left! (to Monica): OK, read them to me.
Rachel: OK. (walks away)
Rachel: OK, sorry to break up this party, but I've got resumes to fax before work tomorrow... (gets up to leave)
Chandler: Nice going, imp. OK, it's OK. All I need to do is reach over and put it in my mouth. (Chandler slyly grabs the gum from the wall and slides it back in his mouth.)
Rachel: OK, then get me your purse.
Chandler: It's OK. It's OK. I was always rooting for you two kids to get together.
Phoebe: Hi. Um, I want to start with a song thats about that moment when you suddenly realize what life is all about. OK, here we go. (plays a chord, then the lights go out) OK, thank you very much.
Chandler: (changing subject) OK, so at this point, the dealer...
Chandler: Ok, we all laughed when you did it with the stuffing, but that's not funny anymore.
ROSS: OK, you guys, ya know, I think we've seen enough, let's turn it off.
Rachel: Ok, Pheebs, you know what, if we had that, we wouldn't be doing the ritual in the first place.
Chandler: Ok, Monica, only dogs can hear you now, so, look, the door's open. Here we go.
Phoebe: Ooh, ok, that's it. Enough with the keys. No one say keys.
Ross: (to Rachel): OK, I am calling your seventeen. What do you got?
Ross: Ok, um, uh, more clothes in the dryer? (Ross turns and bangs his head on an open dryer door.) I'm fine, I'm fine.
Mike: Ok, fine, these rats are our responsibility. What happens when they mate and there are hundreds of them?
Rachel: OK... see your two... and I raise you twenty. (throws it in)
CHANDLER: Ok so, can I have my hat back?
Rachel: What, it's ok when Chandler does it?
Joey: Oh, uh, ok. Right this way. All the other pregnant women seem to be goin' in here.
Phoebe: Ok.
Lydia: Ok.
Rachel: Ok?
Rachel: Yeah...(sigh)....OK. Where were we? Oh, OK... five card draw, uh... jacks or better... nothing wild, everybody ante.
Ross: Ok ... (they leave the room, long pause) Well, uh, Joey, I guess we have no problem.
Rachel: OK, OK, it's my turn. (reads the answer)
Carol: Ok.
Carol: Ok.
Rachel: Ok. That's fine. (takes her earrings 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, well, what kind of ritual?
Phoebe: Ok, who wants to hear something ironic?
Joey: Ok, I got one, I got one. Uh, if he blows into one, does the other one get bigger?
Ross: Ok, got the vent open.
Chandler: OK well here, we'll just move the coffee table closer to the couch.
Lydia: Joey Tribbiani. Yes, ok. Hold on. (to Joey) She wants to talk to you. Take the phone.
Joey: Oh, OK.