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Rachel: Okay, okay, I checked. We have: Earl Grey, English Breakfast, Cinnamon Stick, Camomile, Mint Medley, Blackberry, and.. oh, wait, there's one more, um.. Lemon Soother. You're not the guy that asked for the tea, are you? (Guy shakes his head) Okay.
Rachel: Now, now the one in the feather boa, that's Dr. Francis. Now, she used to be a man. Okay, now look, see, there's Raven. We hate her. We're glad she's dying. Okay- (Marcel pushes down a cushion to reveal a shoe) Wh- wh- Marcel, are you playing with Monica's shoes? You know you're not supposed to pl- whoah. Marcel, did you poo in the shoe? (Takes the shoe into the kitchen) Marcel, bad monkey! Oh! Oh! (She notices the newsletter and taps the contents of the shoes onto it, then folds it shut) Sorry, Barry. Little engagement gift. I'm sure you didn't register for that. (She leaves the apartment holding the newsletter at arm's length. However, she leaves the door open. Marcel runs out in the opposite direction. There is a shot from the TV and Rachel runs back in) Who died? Who died? Roll him over! Oh, c'mon, roll him over! Oh...! Well, we know it wasn't Dexter, right Marcel? Because- (Looks down and notices he is missing) Marcel? Marc- (Notices the open door)
Chandler: Okay, it's his first time out, so he's probably gonna wanna do some of the touristy things. I'll go to Cats, you go to the Russian Tea Room.
Monica: Okay, we'll start with the building. You guys take the first and second floor, Phoebe and I'll take third and fourth.
Monica: Okay, you stay here, and just wait by the phone. Spray Lysol in my shoe, and wait for Ross to kill you.
Phoebe: Okay, thank you, Mr. Heckles. (They move off)
Rachel: (On the phone) Okay, he's a, he's a black capuchian monkey with a white face... (Enter Ross) ...with, with Russian dressing and, and pickles on the side. Okay. Thanks.
Ross: Uh, okay, yeah, we could do that, but before we head off to the murder capital of the North-East, I was, uh, kinda wanting to run something by you. Y'know how we were, uh, y'know, talking before about, uh, relationships and stuff? (Uncorks the wine) Well-
Ross: Okay, quick and painful. (Starts to cork the wine)
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Chandler: Okay, from now on, you don't get to talk to other people.
Phoebe: Oh, it's okay, it was just my left leg.
Monica: Run, Marcel, run! Run, Marcel! (Marcel runs off and Luisa runs after him. Monica goes to check up on Phoebe) Are you okay?
Rachel: Ross, I said I'm sorry like a million times. What do you want me to do? You want me to break my foot too? Okay, I'm gonna break my foot, right here. (Kicks the sign) Ow!! Oh! Oh my God, oh my God! There, are you happy now?!
Ross: Oh, forget it, okay?
Ross: Marcel? Marcel? Okay, where is he? Where is he? Marcel? Marcel?
Ross: Okay, gimme my monkey back.
Joey: Hey! I'm getting a little tired of this okay? We said we're sorry. It's Thanksgiving for Pete's sakes! A day of forgiveness!
Joey: Okay, but lets say there was. How might that go?
Monica: Okay.
Joey: Okay, here we go. I can't do it.
Chandler: Okay. (They hug.)
Joey: But what you saw, that is the extent of it, okay? One kiss.
Ursula: Wait! If umm, if you want to come, I guess thatd be okay.
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?
Joey: So are guys doing okay?
Joey: Okay.
Joey: Oh okay, how about this one. I was gonna wait until the end of the night to kiss you, but youre so beautiful I dont think I can.
Chandler: Oh okay, Ill-Ill try.
Phoebe: Okay. (on phone) Hey, can you send somebody up and down 76 and check every rest stop, and, and also 93? (listens) Okay! (hangs up) Yeah, no they dont do that.
Rachel: Okay! (She jumps on the bed.)
Chandler: (To Ross) Why don't you cut him a little slack? Okay? Maybe if he relaxes a little bit, he'll get some work done.
Ross: Okay, so on our no-date evening, three of you now have dates.
Monica: Okay!
Phoebe: Okay.
Nurse: (not sure what to do with that) Okay
Monica: Okay, in we go.
Ross: Okay, well be right in. (to Chandler) So ah, did your boss try to slap you again today?
Chandler: Okay, good luck with that. (Exits.)
Phoebe: Okay. (Reaches for one.)
Monica: Okay!
Chandler: Okay! (Stands up) This is it! (Claps his hands) We're gonna get married!
Phoebe: (To Rachel) Listen umm, yeah okay, I need to talk to you!
Joey: Oh (grinning, trying to hold in his impatience with her) okay.. (she takes her hand back)
All: Okay!
Phoebe: Okay, I just thought of the perfect guy for Rachel to take to her thing.
Ross: Oh, okay. What-what about?
Sebastian: Okay! See you later! (Exits.)
Phoebe: Okay sure!
Phoebe: Ohh! Okay! Okay, cause when-when he said, "I cant wait to hear your first words," I thought, "Theres a trick."
Chandler: Okay, so you will meet our guys?
Phoebe: Okay.
Ross: Okay, she cant go.
Elizabeth: Ross, are you okay?
Chandler: Okay, so if an eight comes up, we take it as a sign and we do it! {Whoa! Where have I heard that before? Matthew Perry talking about signs in Las Vegas. I guess it must've been some movie I saw.} What do you say?
Phoebe: Okay. Is it a kind of hot sandwich?
Chandler: Okay! (He grabs his carryon and starts rummaging through it.) Oh man! Dont tell me I did this!
Phoebe: Yeah, okay, lets talk it out.
Ross: Unless (Rachel groans.) You anticipated that I would figure all this out and you know that it actually is a girl, and you really do want her to be named Ruth! Well, Im not falling for that! Okay? Ruth is off the table!
Ross: Okay. Cool.
Ross: Okay. He was more embarrassed about that than anyone. Okay? And for him to have the courage to walk back in here like nothing happened...
Ross: Look, dont worry. Okay? Youre gonna be fine.
Phoebe: Okay. (He grabs his gun and shoots the bird.) Oh! Oh no.
Chandler: Okay, look, I'm gonna pull on the door and you guys push as hard as you can. Maybe we can get enough room to wiggle him out, okay? Okay, so PUSH!
Phoebe: Okay. Oh umm, Chandler, Monica is looking for you.
Ross: (on the phone) Hello? (Listens.) No she cant come to the phone right now. (Listens.) Oh, right no problem. Okay, bye-bye. (Hangs up.)
Phoebe: Okay, yeah, I'll see you later! Don't forget about the moving in!
Rachel: Okay. (Mrs. Green helps her up and they walk over and get some tea.)
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?
Joey: All right, put your 20 bucks down. First one to find the tasty treat wins. Okay?
Joey: Yeah, youre right. Okay look, listen, lets talk about what a huge star Im gonna be!
Ross: Okay, come on! All right, I gotta go! So good luck at the party. Okay?
Rachel: Okay, Chandler!
Chandler: Okay.
Rachel: Okay.
Monica: No, its okay, not only did I get to go out with Chip Matthews, I got to dump Chip Matthews.
Chandler: Okay. (he starts to leave)
Ross: Look, were just friends now! Okay? Why would I do anything stupid?
Joey: Okay.
Paul: Okay.
Ross: Okay. (The girls leave.) (to Tommy) So uh, well, this-this is uh, this is awkward.
Ross: Okay, I did not abandon Rachel! Okay? Emily showed up at the airport! I had to go after her! I mean, I-I did what I had to do! She's my wife! Rachel is my wife! Y'knowEmily! Emily, is my wife! Man, what is that?
Monica: Okay well then, Ill fire him today and you go out with him for another week.
Rachel: Ross, its okay. You can come out.
Phoebe: (To Rachel) Okay, you have to switch with me! Monica is driving me crazy!
Rachel: Yes. Hi, Id like to order a pizza. Okay, can I ask you a question? Is-is the cute blond guy delivering tonight? Very Ambercrombie & Fitch. (Joey enters.) Ill call you back.
Ross: Thats okay Rach, were not liking Ross right now.
Phoebe: Okay thats so generous!
Ross: You've really crossed the line here, but that's okay, it's ok 'cause I'm on my way to buy some Photoshop software and a stack of gay porn. That's right! Your coming out is about to get real graphic.
Phoebe: Great! Okay then its just us girls!
Ross: Really? That okay, thats great.
Chandler: I dont know, but dont worry, dont worry, because I know how to take a picture now. (They get ready) Okay, see? Look down (Looks down), look down, look down (He falls asleep.)
Rachel: Okay. Okay. (They sit down.) I think we can do this if we just get organized. All right? We have two days to plan this party. We just need to make fast decisions! Okay? All right, where are we gonna have it?
Ross: I didnt know what I was taking full responsibility for! Okay?! I didnt finish the whole letter!
Elizabeth: Are you okay? Whats wrong?
Ross: Okay.
Ross: Ohh, okay.
Paul: Okay.
Ross: I think this will be fine. Okay, vanilla milkshake, just a vanilla milkshake, with chicken bits floating in it. Cheers. (starts to drink, but Rachel stops him just before he starts drinking)
Ross: Yknow, I-Iyouve done a lot of stupid stuff too! Okay?
Joey: (in a gravely, painful voice) Okay. "Hey, Timmy, Ive got a surprise for you."
Joey: Come in. Thanks for comin back, umm, okay there have been a lot of people interested in the room, but I have narrowed it down and you are one of the finalists!
Phoebe: Okay, maybe ask this guy.
Phoebe: I'll get it, okay. (answers phone) Hi, Monica and Rachel's. (listens) Yeah, just a second, can I ask who's calling. (to Monica) Oh, ew, it's Michelle! Ew! She, she must have that Caller Id thing. You should get that.
Elizabeth: Okay!
Elizabeth: Okay. I didnt know he was here. (Runs over to Rachel.)
Chandler: Okay.
Chandler: Okay. (They hug.)
Phoebe: Well, I didn't get embarrassed running next to Miss (panting). But no, okay. No, no, I can see why running with me would be embarrassing to you. Yeah, okay. You're uptight.
Rachel: (To Phoebe) Okay.
Ross: Okay! You take care!
Rachel: Okay. (Gets up and starts to leave with Paul.)
Rachel: Okay. Hey, what are you thinking? What are you thinking right now?
Rachel: Okay.
Joey: Okay. Table, you have given us so many great times. And you guys, Jordan, Victor, Joel... All of you guys. What can I say? You guys make us look good. You wanna say anything?
Paul: Okay.
Ross: Okay, so it wasnt uh, a traditional massage. But I did give him accu-pressure with a pair of chopsticks. And, and I gently exfoliated him with, with a mop.