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MONICA: Really Phoebs? Because, you know, you'd have to be an actual waitress. This can't be like your 'I can be a bear cub' thing.
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
ROSS: No no, you're uh, you're my lobster. See um, lobsters, uhh, in the tank when, when they're old, uhh, they get with, uhh, they walk around holding the claws. In the tank, ya know, with, with the holding and. . . Uhh, Phoebs you wanna help me out with the, the whole lobster thing?
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
CHANDLER: Ya know Phoebs, don't feel so bad for 'em. After they're done playing, I break out the little plastic women and everybody has a pretty good time.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
JOEY: All right Phoebs, way to go.
JOEY: Uh, listen Phoebs, I know you're not goin' in there but do you think it'd be alright if I went in and used his bathroom? Oh, that's fine, never mind. Cool, snow, kinda like a blank canvas.
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
Monica: Hey, Phoebs
JOEY: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.
JOEY: Hey Phoebs.
Chandler: Well, you know Phoebs. I don't know if it's your kinda thing, because it involves a lot of being normal. For a large portion of the day.
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.