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Monica: Hey, Phoebs
Ross: No. No, uh, Phoebs? You can'tyou can't do...
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs, whatcha got there?
Ross: Phoebs, It's open! It's open!
ALL: Sorry Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, what's goin' on?
Ross: So, Phoebs owes $7.50, Monica, you owe $10, and Rachel, you owe fifteen big ones.
CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
CHANDLER: OK, Phoebs, your turn.
GANG: Phoebs. [Phoebe leaves]
RACH: Hey Phoebs, how'd it go with Scott last night?
RICHARD: Hey Phoebs, what's happening?
JOEY: Gotcha. Phoebs, walk with me.
JOEY: Phoebs, that's OK. You took a big step today.
DUNCAN: Um, now. Phoebs.
ROSS: Hey, Phoebs, how'd it go.
ROSS: Yeah but Phoebs, what about the end?
RACHEL: OK, Phoebs. But what about you?
RACHEL: Great set tonight Phoebs.
RICHARD: Oh, thank you Phoebs. That's very sweet.
RACHEL: Hey Phoebs. Oh hey, how's the dog?
JOEY: Hey Phoebs, if you want, I'll do it.
CHAN: [to Phoebe] Listen, Phoebs, this is gonna be OK. [introducing Russ and Ross] Ross, Russ. Russ, Ross.
JOEY: Good luck Phoebs.
CHANDLER: Hey Phoebs, can I have the milk after you?
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.
RACH: No, Phoebs. I'm dating Russ.
CHANDLER: Nah, Phoebs, that's the guy that comes in the frame.
JOEY: Phoebs look, if you want to know what the deal is, you're just gonna have to ask him.
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: All right Phoebs, way to go.
CHAN: No, no, Phoebs. You know why? Cause he's dead.
Chandler: OK Phoebs, how many do you want?
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: This is unbelievable Phoebs, how can you be married?
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.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?
JOEY: Phoebs, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out.
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: Hey Phoebs.
JOEY: Phoebs, he's just a little dog. [turns back to the car window and the dog is halfway through it.] Ahhh.
CHANDLER: Phoebs, play with meeee.