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[Scene: Outside Central Perk, Monica and Phoebe are showing everyone the van they bought for the catering business. Its an old Dodge van, that has a cartoon woman riding on a dragon painted on the side of it.]
Phoebe: Okay!
Phoebe: Okayyyyy, open up!
Phoebe: Yeah, its for our catering business!
Phoebe: No, were gonna paint over the sword, and replace it with a baguette.
Phoebe: And also, we dont know what to do with this. (She turns on a switch and the girls nipples light up.)
Monica: (to Phoebe) Remember that guy from cooking school I told you about that put cilantro with everything?
Phoebe: Oh sure, Cilantro Larry.
Phoebe: How could you say yes, what about our catering business?
Phoebe: Oh, in that case(hops up and down in joy)Yay! (Monica looks confused) That was me hopping on board.
Phoebe: Wow! Okay, dude alert! And who is this guy?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Phoebe is there as Monica enters carrying a huge stack of newspapers.]
Phoebe: Ohh! Oh, the Chelsea Reporter, ohh, this used to keep me so warm.
Phoebe: Oh, okay! (reading) "Would I go back to Allesandros? Sure, but Id have to order two meals, one for me and one for the guy pointing the gun to my head." (to Monica) Wow! You really laid into this place.
Phoebe: Ooh, I gotta go. I found a guy that who could fix up the van for catering.
Phoebe: No-no, its okay. But are we sure we dont want the waterbed?
Phoebe: Yeah, all right. (starts to leave)
Phoebe: Bye!
Phoebe: (on intercom) Hey, do you need to get in? Here you go.
Monica: No! Phoebe!
Phoebe: Hey, Monica!
Phoebe: (entering) Hey!
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: I dont know, it would totally depend on her coloring and (realizes) You got the job!!
Phoebe: Okay, is this the day of good news or what? I got us a job! The wedding reception.
Monica: Ohh! Umm, Phoebe, I kinda need to talk to you about that. (Rachel excuses herself) Umm, well I-I-I think it might be time for me to take a step back from catering.
Phoebe: But weve only had one job.
Phoebe: Yeah! What are you saying?
Phoebe: What?
Phoebe: Youre the cook! With out you its just me driving up to peoples houses with empty trays and asking for money!
Phoebe: For what? I cant believe this! I gotta get out of here. (leaves)
Monica: Phoebe, wait a minute! (runs after her, leaving Rachel alone)
[Scene: Central Perk, the next day, Phoebe is there.]
Phoebe: Okay, Im hearing.
Phoebe: What?!
Phoebe: I wa-I wa-I wa
Phoebe: Monica!
Phoebe: No.
Phoebe: No.
Phoebe: Really?! Are you sure?
Phoebe: Oh! It will be fun! Ohh! Yay! Oh! Okay, ooh, lets plan the wedding reception. (She grabs the notebook which Monica used for her ideas and starts flipping page after page after page after page after page to find a blank one.) Wow! You really wanted me to do something with this van. (pause) Yknow what, I want you to take the chef job.
Phoebe: Yeah. Thats what you really want. Yeah, I dont want to be the reason youre unhappy, that would just make me unhappy, and I really dont want to be the reason Im unhappy.
Phoebe: Besides, it might be kinda fun to form the new A-Team.
Tag: Phoebe! Thats a great name.
Phoebe: Yeah, but you shouldnt compare yourself to me.
All: Come on Phoebe! You can do it Phoebe! Come on!
Phoebe: Ok. Hello everyone and thank you all for being here tonight. So tomorrow's the big event and some of you might not know, but Mike and I didn't get off to the best start. (she reads a note). My friend Joey and I decided to fix each other up with friends so I, I... (Monica is twirling her hands in order to make Phoebe speed up her speech) oh I... hum... I gave it a lot of thought and I fixed him up with my friend Mary Ellen who couldn't be here tonight because... (Monica is tapping her watch with her finger) it's not important... she is in rehab. Anyway, so, ok, Joey said that he was fixing me up with his friend Mike, only he didn't have a friend Mike so he just brought, uhm, my Mike and, and (Monica clears her throat) but despite, you know... it got... it got good. Ok, I wanna take a moment to mention my mother, who couldn't be here...
Phoebe: Yeah and yeah, and it would probably be better than the last telephone job I had. Yknow, I probably wouldnt have to say spank as much. (Monica and Ross are shocked.)
Ross and Joey: No-no-no-no-no. (They start to turn away, but Phoebe stops them, and turns them back to face her.)
Phoebe: Ooh, I have tasted my own medicine and it is bitter!
Phoebe: (getting out) Okay, whos next?
Phoebe: No, I really wanna live with you! I wanna move in with you!
Phoebe: Yeah, otherwise, I mean thats, thats, thats just it for us hanging out together. Y'know is that what you want? (they both look away) Can you be civil?
Phoebe: Really?! Cause yknow that hurts.
Phoebe: Least of all you.
Phoebe: Who are you kidding? (To Joey) You just find some guy off the street for me? Oh God! This is humiliating!
(She goes over and tries to give Phoebe a massage. Phoebe yelps in pain and jumps away from her.)
Phoebe: Happy thirtieth birthday! Here! (Hands her the hippity-hop.) Its for the child in you, and the woman. Happy thirtieth!
Phoebe: Yeah. What?!
Phoebe: You have your birth certificate?
Ursula: Yes! Phoebe.
Phoebe: Nu-uh!
Phoebe: Wait! (Knocks on the door and Ursula opens it.)
Phoebe: Our mom.
Phoebe: Thats my first name.
Phoebe: Ohh! All right! All right. Heres what well do, Ill get twice as drunk as Monica and then no ones will even notice her.
[Scene: The telemarketing office, Phoebe is still talking to Earl.]
Phoebe: Well, I never knew mine. Do you remember what it is?
Phoebe: Hey, whats going on?
(Phoebe approaches as they almost get to their room.)
PHOEBE: Yeah, I agree. Ya know, I think fancy parties are only fun if you're fancy on the inside and I'm just not sure we are.
Phoebe: Joey, shes so cool. She speaks four languages.
Phoebe: So what?! That doesnt give you the right to ditch me!
Phoebe: Okay, I can do that! Oh, by the way, I love my office.
Phoebe: God, they thought they can mess with us! They're trying to mess with us?! They don't know that we know they know we know! (Joey just shakes his head.) Joey, you can't say anything!
[Scene: Central Perk, everyone except Phoebe and Joey are there.]
Phoebe: Ooh, erotiery!
Phoebe: Oh yes, yes, yes you can. Just say, um, 'Phoebe, my work is my life and that's what I have to do right now'. And I say 'your work?! Your work?! How can you say that?!'. And then you say, um, 'it's tearing me apart, but I have no choice. Can't you understand that?'. And I say (Hits him) 'no! No! I can't understand that!'.
(Ross pans the camera over to Phoebe.)
Phoebe: Oh yeah.
PHOEBE: Listen if you wanna go, just go.
Phoebe: Oh! (Phoebe walks away smiling.)
Phoebe: No, no, no! Don't call her! You wait for her to call you (Joey considers it)
Phoebe: You did the right thing.
Phoebe: Oooh, yeah. Youre a genius.
Phoebe: Why? It's fun, it's different, no-one else has a name like it.
Phoebe: No, I can't talk to you! I don't have a fancy ad in the Yellow Pages!
Chandler: I just think that things would go a lot smoother if we each have our own zone. Phoebe, you can be in charge of wiping. And yknow Mon, you can be in charge of diapering and I can be in charge of looking how cute they are when they put their hands around (He degrades into baby talk, but he means when they grab his finger.)
Phoebe: Yeah? Why?
[Scene: Joey and Rachel's, Phoebe is pouring Rachel some coffee.]
[Scene: Max and David's lab, they are working. Phoebe knocks on the door]
[Scene: Phoebe and Rachel sitting on the couch in Central Perk]
Phoebe: Okay, woo! Hi.
Phoebe: Ohh, he left his cell phone.
Phoebe: I dont know.
Phoebe: A stripper at a bachelor party, that is so clich�. Why don't you get a magician?!
Phoebe: Nice try.
Chandler: Phoebe, we can hear the dog barking!
[Scene: Central Perk, Phoebe, Chandler, and Joey are there as Monica enters with the local paper that has the engagement picture in it.]
Phoebe: Oh! Oop! (Hands him back the ring.)
The Fireman: The next time you want to dump a fire alarm in a trash chute, dont wrap it in a blanket that says, "Property of Phoebe Buffay not Monica."
Joey: (whispers to Phoebe and Rachel) Hey, thank you so much. (They both exit.)
Phoebe: Yep, lipstick and a daughter, big day for you!
[Scene: Central Perk, Monica, Phoebe, Joey, and Chandler are recovering from Ross's rebuke.]
Phoebe: Did I use that already today? Im sorry.
[Scene: Chandler and Joey's, erm, Monica and Rachel's, Chandler, Monica, and Phoebe are returning from the strip club.]
Phoebe: Okay, I hear you! Are you capable of talking about any thing else?
Phoebe: Okay, a meat eater. Fine, thats one for you.
Rachel: (showing Phoebe her phone) His new girlfriend!
Phoebe: Good.
Phoebe: Yeah.
Phoebe: Yeah!
Phoebe: No I didnt!
Phoebe: Hi!
Phoebe: Ooh, now you lost me.
Rachel: Phoebe!
Phoebe: No.
Phoebe: That is a different phone.
Rachel: Phoebe! You cant do th
Rachel: Oh Phoebe!
Phoebe: What?! Thats the first time today!
Phoebe: Oh? And how will you know what time to come over?
PHOEBE: I know who it is you remind me of. Evelyn Dermer. 'Course, that's before she got the lousy face lift. Now she looks like Soupy Sales.
Phoebe: Yes, while I was in the chair! Thats why I take such good care of my teeth now, y'know, its not about oral hygiene, I floss to save lives!
Phoebe: Hey, so? Are you gonna do it?
Phoebe: Wh-what do we do?
Phoebe: Because its my apartment!
Phoebe and Rachel: (simultaneously) Who is it?
Phoebe: Hey! You guys, Im writing a holiday song for everyone. Do you want to hear it?
Phoebe: (whispering) Nice!
Rachel: I know! (Realizes what Phoebe said.) What?!
Phoebe: Yeah! Youre such a great friend!
Phoebe: Well, why dont you just get him fired?
Phoebe: I dont know. I-I think its still gonna be a while.
Phoebe: (to the squirrel) Okay, stop tormenting me! This mink! Okay, they're mean! And they hate squirrels! And y'know, okay, most of these probably wanted to be coats! (The squirrel stares at her.) All right, fine, now I get it. (To the clerk.) Here. (She hands him her coat.) You take it. (To the squirrel.) Are you happy now? I'm cold!
Phoebe: That is so smart! (To Chandler, under her breath) Break it off. Break it off now.
Phoebe: And do you know what girls are really good at?
Phoebe: Ross, you cant tell her not to go. You just started dating.
Monica: Phoebe, were getting married, married; not sixth grade married.
Phoebe: What?! No! It was my idea!
Phoebe: Dont you just love the way they talk?!
Phoebe: Well, how could it not be breezy, no, 'cause, you're, you're in such a breezy place.
Phoebe: Bye! (She exits, leaving Rachel and Joey alone.)