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Chandler and Monica: Okay.
Dream Monica: Okay! There's only one left, three letter word, not dog but
Phoebe: Okay, dime! (Donates that.) You guys should probably keep talking; this could take a while. (Finds something else.) Oh no, wait! Look it! Whoa! (Looks at it.) Oh my God, this is a police badge!
Monica: Oh yes, it is. I'm sorry I borrowed it, I was cold. I hope its okay?
The Salesman: Ohh, okay. (Laughs.) Something didn't quite add up there. (Ross stops, walks back to talk to the salesman, and in the process pushes Rachel up against a wall.)
Phoebe: Okay, cancel backup! Cancel backup!
Ross: Okay. (Throws off the last cushion.)
Ross: Uhh, yes I did but there isn't. Okay, here we go.
Ross: Okay, go left. Left! Left! (The bottom of the couch is hitting the railing.)
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? There is no more left, left!
Ross: Oh okay, lift it straight up over your head! Straight up over your head! You can do it! You can do it! (She gets it lifted up and they make the first turn.) Okay. You got it?
Chandler: Okay, but impersonating a police officer is a serious thing. You could get arrested.
Joey: Well, okay. You were my girlfriend and we were doing the crossword puzzle. Y'know like you guys were doing last night. So, that's it. I'm in love with Monica and I'll be moving out.
Phoebe: Ohh, no. (Pause) Oh okay, so you're a cop which means you can park anywhere, 'cause I know that 'cause I'm a cop too. So, all right, keep up the good work. 10-4. (Tries to leave.)
Ross: Look, I-I drew a sketch about how we're gonna do it. (Showing them) Okay Rach, (points to the sketch) that's you. That's the couch. (Points again.)
Rachel: Okay!
Chandler: Okay.
Ross: All right. (They start up the stairs. Ross is first.) Okay, here we go!
Chandler: (straining) Okay.
Chandler: Okay, I don't think we can turn anymore!
Ross: Okay, I don't think it's going to pivot anymore.
Chandler: Okay, yeah, I think it's really stuck now.
Phoebe: Well, if I'm going down, I'm taking you (Points at all of them) with me. (They all look at her.) Harboring a fugitive? That's one to three years minimum. Good luck Chandler. (She opens the door to the cop from before.) Okay, you can arrest me. Fine. But you'll never make it stick and you know it!
Cop: Okay, so since umm, you're not going to jail tonight I was wondering if you would like to go to dinner with me?
Gary: Okay, so it's a date.
Gary: Okay. (He starts to leave.) So I'll come by in a couple hours and pick you up?
Gary: Okay. And don't worry, I'm not just gonna take you out for donuts.
Danny: Okay, see ya. (Heads out.)
Chloe: Oh, okay. (to the bartender) Hey, two beers. (sits down next to him)
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Okay. (Closes the door.) Walked right into that one didn't he?
Chandler: Okay. (Starts to head for where the foosball table usually is.)
Chandler: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay. Whoa, sorry. Why were you just like all in the dark?
Monica: Okay, great!
Joey: Okay!
Chandler: Monica, I want a baby too, but this woman is giving away her child. She deserves to know who it's going to. Monica: (realizes Chandler is right. She's almost crying) okay, right. (They hug)
Rachel: Okay uh, but before you do that. I-I, I need you to talk to me.
Ross: HEY, SHE'S FAST!! OKAY?!! (Chandler is so shocked at Ross's outburst that he drops his spoon and backs up) Oh! You-you think you can be beat me? Let's go! Outside!!
Phoebe: Good. Yknowno-no, okay, its-it feels like everythings been about me lately, so whats happening with you?
Ross: Okay, but do you really need another friend? I mean...
Rachel: Okay, that we may be able to do.
Phoebe: Okay, don't worry, I'm just checking to see if the muscle's in spasm...huh.
Phoebe: Okay, dont freak out. Ill go.
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: Okay, you know what/ Youre going to have to call that plane and tell them to swing around and come and pick me up.
Ross: Look, Im not trying to get out of anything, okay. I thought our relationship was dead!
Chandler: (a little hurt) Okay but what about y'know my pinchable butt and my bulging bicepsShe knows!
Joey: (on phone) Well, so anyway Beth, what Im saying is I shouldve considered your feelings before I went home with you that night. Ive ah, Ive recently learned whats it like to be on your side of it, and Im sorry. So, do you think you can forgive me? (listens) Great. Thanks. Okay, bye. (He sits down and crosses out something, and dials the phone again.) Hello, Jennifer? (listens) Oh hi, Mrs. Loreo, is Jennifer there? (listens) Oh, shes not home huh? (listens) Well ah, actually I kinda need to talk to you too.
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay.
Joey: (pointing to the TV) Okay, Ross, look-look-look-look, look right here. Thats called a scrum, okay? Its kinda like a huddle.
Rachel: Oh, thats veryReally very-very okay.
Phoebe: Okay then.
Monica: Ross, are you okay?
Chandler: And you're okay with that?
Dr. Harad: Okay. You ready to push again?
Ross: No! No! I didnt do that. Its just Okay, honestly no. I dont, I dont see a big future with her.
Ross: Okay, there are no stupid fights!! This isnt about the room, this is about what the room represents! And unfortunately, this room (Points to Rachels room) could destroy you!!
Rachel: Okay, maybe they are not funny to you
Phoebe: Well, it's going okay.
Chandler: Okay. Bye.
Phoebe: Well, I snapped! Okay? You weren't taking the class seriously.
Ross: Okay, y'know how you told me I should do whatever it takes to fix my marriage?
Chandler: Okay, I'll stop.
Rachel: All right Paul, Im not asking for a lot here. Okay? Just give me something. Anything!
Monica: (entering and interrupting the guys escape attempt) Okay! The movers will be here in 11 hours. Rachel has not packed. Now, everybody has to help! Chandler, were gonna start with
Dr. Miller: Okay. You've got a small, minor infection in that left eye. I want you to take these drops three times a day and you'll be as good as new.
Chandler: Okay!
Rachel: They wanna know if I'm okay. Okay.. they wanna know if I'm okay, okay, let's see. Well, let's see, the FICA guys took all my money, everyone I know is either getting married, or getting promoted, or getting pregnant, and I'm getting coffee! And it's not even for me! So if that sounds like I'm okay, okay, then you can tell them I'm okay, okay?
Emily: (on answering machine) Hello Ross? It's Emily. (Rachel runs back into the room with the tequila.) I know this is out of the blue but uh, I'm getting married tomorrow. Well, maybe I am. I keep thinking about you and I'm wondering if-if we made a mistake giving up so fast. Are you thinking about me? Of course you're not, but if you are, call me tonight. Okay, bye.
Rachel: Okay, see? I told you!
Rachel: Yeah, okay, I'll see you later. (Gets up and runs from the apartment.)
Chandler: Ooh! Yes! Okay! Heres what we do, we-we forget it happened.
Monica: Okay, fine. (runs to her room)
Ross: Okay, let's go.
Rachel: No Phoebe! You cannot get the phone that way; thats not fair! Okay look, I have an idea. Why dont we, why dont we see what kind of number he has on his speed dial, and then from that we can tell who has more in common with him. And then whoever does gets the phone.
Joey: All right. Okay. Well this is the same kind of deal. If youre going to do something wrong, (He grabs two steaks from the freezer) do it right!
Joey: Okay, great!
Monica: Okay!
Ross: Okay! (She leaves.) (To Chandler and Joey.) Hey!
Joey: Umm, okay.
Rachel: Okay, y'know what? I'll-I'll have toast!
Chandler: Okay, but be careful okay, because I wanna get our security deposit back.
Ross: Okay, it must just be me then.
Joey: Okay.
Joey: Ross? You okay?
Rachel: Okay. Okay. Okay. Joey, I have got to tell you something!
Joey: Okay, fine.
Phoebe: Yeah! Okayooh, but are you going to have time to read it?
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Yeah okay, I was just talking to the guys. Just look at them I mean, is it okay if they come visit?
Monica: Okay, what's going on with you?
Monica: Okay. Umm
Phoebe: Okay, then what happened?
Ross: That's okay, Joe.
Rachel: Okay sir, um-mm, let see if I got this right. Ah, so this is a half-caf, double tall, easy hazel nut, non-fat, no foam, with whip, extra hot latte, right? (the guy nods) Okay, great. (she starts to walk away and under her breath) You freak.
Chandler: Okay y'know what, because you said that, I'm not putting out tonight.
Ross: Okay, I didn't know you would say that.
Monica: Okay great!
Monica: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Joshua: Okay, thats-thats not funny. Uhh.
Joey: Look no, I-I know its bad, and I know its wrong. Okay? But-but its not like anythings ever gonna happen. Yknow? These-these are just feelings, theyre gonna go away.
Janice: Okay.
Janice: Are you gonna be okay?
Ross: Okay. Sometimes I feel
Chandler: Okay.
Ross: Okay.
Rachel: Okay! Okay-okay lookno I did, I just wanted this stuff and I know how you feel about Pottery Barn. Just Come on dont be mad.
Chandler: (entering with Rachel) Im telling ya, Joannas got it all wrong. Okay? All I said was, This was fun. Lets do it again sometime. Ill give you a call.
Carol: Okay, Ill pay you tomorrow. (pushes him out the door)
Phoebe: Like okay I-I-I, I havent met any Portuguese people! I, I havent had the perfect kiss! And I havent been to snipers school!
Ross: Is everything okay?
Dave: Okay, yeah!
Joey: Yeah well, maybe you should go back! Okay? Rachel moves in, and before you know it youre right where you dont want to be! Back together!
Ross: Give daddy the Barbi! Ben, give, give me the Barbi. Okay, how 'bout, don't you want to play with the monster truck? (makes a monster truck sound) No. Okay, oh, oh, how about a Dino-soilder? (squawks like a dinosaur)
Ross: Okay, okay! Im going. Im going. (goes across the hall to knock on another door.)
Phoebe: Okay. Okay. IOkay umm this I-I sent my friend Joey in here to find out stuff about you. Umm yknow, if it helps you came off great. A lot better than Im coming off right now.
Janice: Okay. All right. This is what we're gonna call it: 'Joey and Janice's DAY OF FUN!'
Kathy: Okay, I've got some ugly friends, and they're all available too.
Rachel: Okay.
Phoebe: Okay, now you're just taking lines right out of the song!
Chandler: Okay, but after that, were shootin some pool.
Chandler: It's okay, you don't have to be the best at everything.
Phoebe: Okay.
Monica: Okay. I suck!