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Rachel: He plays for the Yankees. Seriously, ESPN! Just once and a while, have it on in the background. (Chandler nods and Rachel grabs another tux) Ooh, this one was Pierce Brosnan!
Joey: Multi-colored robes! Ooh, and maybe a hat.
Chandler: Ooh, yum! (Runs into the bedroom.)
Ross: Oh I know, isn't it? Ooh... what'd you do to get her to laugh?
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls.
Monica: Ooh, these tennis shoes are so tight. I think Ill take them off. (Goes to do so.)
Chandler: Ooh, I dont know if were there yet.
Joey: Ooh, great! Thanks!
Phoebe: Ooh, what happened?
Student: Ooh, dude. Thats not gonna happen.
Phoebe: Oh! Ooh! Oh, I didnt know that you did pot.
ERICA: No, no no no, you don't have to tell me anything. You don't have to explain yourself to me. Ooh, who am I to question the great Dr. Drake Remore?
Phoebe: Ooh, oh no! I have to go! I have a massage appointment.
Joey: I dont know. Ooh, I bet its Richard.
Ross: Really?! (To Rachel) Hey, yknow what? Since you have such a great sense of what I need, uh ooh, heres-heres 60 bucks, why dont you take Phoebe down to that Colonial flea market of yours and get me some stuff.
Woman on TV: Ow! Ow! Ooh! That hurts!
Joey: Ooh, its probably a residual check, hey can you open it for me, Im kinda .
Joey: Ooh! Ah! Okay! (Quickly drags the crib outside.)
PHOEBE: Ooh, ooh, did you ask Stacy Roth?
Rachel: Okay. (watching the tape) Ooh, my! (Rachel jumps when the woman starts screaming) Woah! Why is that baby torturing that woman?!
Monica: Umm, I'd love too! (She goes over and picks up the box and decides to follow Rachel's advice and holds the box up to her cheek.) Ooh, I love macaroni and cheese. I love-I love the way this box feels against my cheek.
Ross: Okay, okay. Ooooh, ooh maybe I rode in on a Harley.
Phoebe: Oh! Here it is! (Noticing it next to the door.) Ooh, Joey! Why did you sign it, "Son of a bitch?" (Son of a bitch is written across the entire picture.)
Rachel: Ooh, I can do that.
Phoebe: Ooh, honey. You stink at lying.
Ross: Oh, veto. How aboutOoh, I like Ruth! What about Ruth?
Phoebe: Ooh, oh, I've gotta go. (raises) Whoa, oh, head rush. One more, and then I have to go. (sits down, and then raises again) Cool!
Phoebe: Ohh!! God! (Gary enters and she sees him) Ooh! (To Chandler) Get out of here, good for nothing.
PHOEBE: OK. Ooh, OK, you gotta give me a second, I wanna get this just right. [she sticks out her gut, clears her throat and sniffs her nose and then in her best male voice. . .] Dude, 11 o'clock, totally hot babe checkin' you out. That was really good, I think I'm ready for my penis now.
Rachel: Oh Pheebs thats so sweet(Grabs a pair of pants)Ooh, those are so cute!
Phoebe: (entering with some guy) Hey. Ooh Ross! Howd the conversation go?
Monica: (turning around and doing that, "I'm making out with someone," thing with her hands) Ooh, umm, oh Kathy! Kathy, I love you! Oh! (She turns around and sees Gunther staring at her and stops suddenly.)
Chandler: Ooh. Uh, I don't know how to tell you this, but she's in Monica's bedroom, getting it on with Max, that scientist geek. Ooh, look at that, I did know how to tell you.
Rachel: Ooh! Ow!!
Monica: It worked! Ooh baby baby baby, ooh baby baby baby!
Monica: Ooh! But the band and the photographer are coming all the way in from New Jersey!
Phoebe: Hey! Ooh, wow that jacket looks great on you!
Ross: Huh? Ooh (laughs) you mean like a Huh?
Joey: Oh, ha-ha-ha! Ooh! Wait a minute, I used to get medical experiments down on me all the time!
Phoebe: Ooh, great! Just the reaction I was hoping for.
Phoebe: Yeah... ooh... wow... Even started to think I'd never meet someone that, you know, I wanted to... do this with. Here you go. (Both Phoebe and Mike look really proud.)
Rachel: Ooh, this is soo sweet, Joey our little twinkle-toes.
Phoebe: Ooh, is that spelled with a C or a K? Oh my God! It doesnt matter; theyre both great!
Phoebe: Hmm, pulling in a salary in the high six figures or rubbing gross naked people for chump changeooh, what do I do?! What will I do?!
Joey: ooh oooh..
Joey: (deadpan) Ooh! Yeah. So yeah, so you know exactly what Im talking about.
Phoebe: (realizes) Ooh, maybe that's him!
Phoebe: Ooh, who's it for?
Joey: Ooh, that's a great plan!
Joey: Ooh, names?
Chandler: Ooh, she's asleep, that means we can...
Phoebe: Oh. Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! (She stands up and starts to dance around) Ooh! My butt cheek is waking up! Oooh! Ooh!
Phoebe: Ooh, Joey.
Joey: Ooh...I hear that's bad.
Waiter: Ooh...
Chandler: Bob? Ooh, working here with us? Everyday? Yeah, I dont know if he has what it takes.
Joey: Ooh. I-I don't know Chan. I'm not so good with remembering lines.
Joey: Ooh! Tough odds!
Chandler: Ooh, I hate when my father calls me that.
Rachel: Ooh, you guys, it starts in like 20 minutes.
Joey: Ooh, ooh, I know! We should pool all own money and buy the Knicks!
Rachel: Ooh, I have another idea!
Chandler: Sorry, I just cant sleep. Ooh! (Turns on the light and Monica groans.) Where is that book that you are reading with the two women who were ice-skating and wearing, wearing those hats with the flowers on it? Because every time I look at that cover Im like (Fake snores.)
Rachel: (through wall) Ooh... I love Barbados!
Phoebe: Ooh! We have a problem.
Rachel: Yeah, you know, was I looking forward to going to Paris? Sure. You know, was I excited about working in the fashion capital of the world? Ooh, absolutely... Oh...! Yeah, but you know, this is... it's fine. I'm fine going back to a job where I've pretty much gotten everything out of that I possibly can... (she sits down, and Ross who is stunned to hear all this follows her example)
Phoebe: Ooh, and treat it is. (Monica�s breasts.)
Charlie: Ooh... Dr. Geller!
Rachel: ooh...
Joey: Ooh... I can't believe I'm kissing you. I'm kissing Rachel!
Monica: Okay. Wait, just give me a second, I need to just get my boots off first. (She starts taking them off.) Ah Ooh Oohh Ohh Oh God Ohh Oh Ohh Ohhhh
Rachel: That's right! 'Cause that would give him the control! So now he's all ooh, coming up with this whole I've got a party thing y'know, trying to get me to hint around for an invitation. Blew up in his face, didn't it?
Phoebe: Ooh, that was fast.
Joey: Argh-argh!! (Catches the coat.) Ooh, soft. Is this mink?
Rachel: OOH! God! Sorry!
Phoebe: Ooh, this is so exciting! Ooh, God, what are you going to bet?
RACHEL: [to Monica at the counter] Ooh, Julie's so smart, Julie's so special.
Chandler: Ooh! That's my girl!
Phoebe: Ooh, if you take the northern route there's a man in Illinois with a beard of bees. {Okay, I must protest this, I've lived in Illinois all my life and know of no man with a beard of bees! Wisconsin, on the other hand, might be a different story.}
Phoebe: Ooh, that is silly. (gets up) Ill go up there, Ill tell him to keep it down.
Joey: Ooh! Stop putting things down my pants!
Joey: Ooh! Well played, Phoebe Buffay, well played.
Phoebe: Ooh, so this is great! Rachel's gonna have a terrible date, Ross gets stood up, and then they'll realise how good they have it together.
Rachel: Ooh! (they hug)
Monica: Ooh... she backed out.
Joey: Ooh... Not so good.
Rachel: Ooh! Oh wow this is so beautiful. (she got a scarf)
Phoebe: Ooh, this is it! (Looks in the window.) Oh, thats him! Thats him!
Rachel: Ooh, Italian! (she also grabs a plate)
Rachel: Ooh! My Chinese food! Let me get my cash! (runs to her room to get her money)
Chandler: Ooh, not so tight... (blows raspberry, and the hug ends) I'm sorry, just give me one more chance.
Phoebe: Ooh, what's going on?
Phoebe: Umm, the street. Come on, lets go to the street. Ooh, listen, dont go onto the balcony until after I get back. (Leaves)
Erica: (in pain) Ooh! Are you sure?
Charlie: Ooh... Is it because of what might be on the bedspread, because I saw that news report too, with the infra red and the ... I could just...
Phoebe: (sees the table) Ooh, what a great table! Where-where did you get it?
Joey: Okay. Okay. Umm Ooh! Oh-oh, I got something. Its this story I came up with, very romantic. I swear any woman that hears it; theyre like putty.
Phoebe: Ooh! No, no, no, no, he's not like a kook, no. He's just like this, this very passionate, incredibly romantic guy, that got like a tinsy bit carried away, you know. And we just get along really well, and he's so cute.
Mike: Okay, when I got divorced, I didn't think I'd feel this way about someone for a really long time... Then again, I didn't think I'd meet someone like you... and... this may be crazy soon, but... I want you to have this... (He tries to get something from his pocket, but it's not that easy... Phoebe looks in a "what's happening" face to him. He finally has found something) No, not... that's gum. (He digs in a little more.) Ooh, five bucks... I love it when that happens, you know... Think no note's there...
Phoebe: Ooh, babies! Oh, this one is so cute, get this one!
Rachel: Ooh, I miss dating. Gettin all dressed up and going to a fancy restaurant. Im not gonna be able to do that for so long, and its so much fun! I mean not that sitting at home worrying about giving birth to a sixteen pound baby is not fun.
RICHARD: Ooh, then I guess the panty raid last night was totally uncalled for. Ok, I am going to take a shower and today I will be singing Jim Crochee's Leroy Brown.
Janice: Oh, we go way back. Before Monica made an honest man out of him, Chandler used to be my little love muffin! (does her irritating laugh). So? Are you guys thinking of getting this house too? Ooh! Are we gonna have a bidding war? I'd better warn you, I'm a toughie (playfully punches Chandler, who tries to get away from her)