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Chandler: Come on, Ross, you gotta get back in the game here, ok? The Rachel thing's not happening, your ex-wife is a lesbianI don't think we need a third...
[Scene: Central Perk, Monica, Rachel, Phoebe, Joey, Chandler are there. Ross is still talking to the beautiful woman.]
Rachel: Do what, do what?
Rachel: No! Phoebes! Don't you remember why you dumped the guy?
Rachel: Well, what are you guys doing tomorrow night?
Joey: Pathetic mess? I know, butcome on, man, she's needy, she's vulnerable. I'm thinkin', cha-ching! (Rachel throws a roll at Joey. He picks it up and eats it.) Thanks. Look, you have not been out with a woman since Janice. You're doin' this.
Rachel: Ok, ok, Roger was creepy, but he was nothing compared to Pete Carney.
Rachel: Pete the Weeper? Remember that guy who used to cry every time we had sex. (imitating) "Was it good for you?"
Rachel: How did we end up with these jerks? We're good people!
Rachel: Pheebes, this woman is voluntarily bald.
Rachel: Or?
Rachel: Burning's good. Yeah, I got stuff to burn.
(Rachel comes out.)
Rachel: Oh my god. Janice, hi!
Rachel: Oh, Joey, look who it is.
Rachel: Ok, Pheebs, you know what, if we had that, we wouldn't be doing the ritual in the first place.
Rachel: (tossing things in the fire) Ok, Barry's letters. Adam Ritter's boxer shorts.
Rachel: (looking at picture) Hey he's wearing a sweater.
Rachel and Phoebe: Eww!
Rachel: And here we have the last of Paulo's grappa.
Monica: Hey, Rachel, isn't that stuff almost pure...
(Rachel throws the alcohol in the fire. A burst of flames shoots up from it.)
Rachel: Really?
Rachel: So, um, will you bring the truck?
Rachel: Oh, my god.
Rachel: Oh, they're firemen guys.
Rachel: Ok, I, I hear what you're sayin'. I'm with you. Um, but I, but I'm trying really hard. And I think I'm doing better. I really do. Does anybody need coffee? (everyone in the place raises their hand) Oh, look at that.
Rachel: I mean if you think about it, I mean Ross did learn something from each marriage.
Phoebe: Rachel Green? (angrily) Son of a bitch, she came back?
Rachel: Joey, yknow that you could just not throw the sticks up in the air.
Rachel: I dont care! All right, yknow what Im just upset that Im getting nowhere with Joshua thatyknow what still, you do not meet someone and go flitting off to Vermont!
Rachel: So Pheebs, what do you want for your birthday?
Monica: Well, if you want, you can stay with Rachel and me tonight.
Phoebe: I just cant decide who she looks more alike, you or Rachel?
Rachel: I just finished getting Phoebe all dressed to meet Mike's parents. She's so nervous, it's so sweet!
Rachel and Chandler: Hey.
Joey: It's okay, Ross, alright? I totally understand. Of course you're not fine. You're.. You're Ross and Rachel.
Rachel: Well try to keep it down.
[Scene: The Hospital, Ross and Rachel, whos in a wheelchair, are arriving in the waiting room for the maternity ward.]
Rachel: No thats just(Laughs)Thats just cause Im such a good messer!
(Both Monica and Rachel laugh.)
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Monica is there as Phoebe and Rachel enter.]
Monica: Behind my brother's back? (Rachel glares at her) ... is exactly the kind of crazy thing you won't be hearing from me.
(Joey's eyes are twice their size now, and looks nervously from Rachel to Gladys and back.)
Rachel: (interrupting him and seeing Joey) Oh my God! Joey Tribbiani from Days of Our Lives, just walked in here!
Rachel: Well what if I told you, you can do it in my apartment?
[Scene: Rachels bedroom, shes in her closet bringing down her pair of roller blades from a top shelf.]
Rachel: Monica, what is with you? Who'd you have lunch with?
Joey: Hey, can I ask you something? In this, in this picture of you and your wife, is your wife Rachel?
(They all start out, Rachel gives each one a kiss, and says "bye." In the hall, Joey says )
Rachel: Oh, howd she take it?
[Scene: Rachels office, Rachel is coming in for the day.]
Rachel: Oh... Oh, Pheebs.
Rachel: So, whaddya think George is like?
Monica: Mail call, Rachel Green, bunk seven.
Rachel: (waitressing) Does anybody want anything else?
Rachel: Ow ow ow. Ow ow ow ow. Ow ow ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
Rachel: You.
Rachel: Yeah.
Rachel: Ow ow ow. Ow ow ow. Ow ow ow.
Rachel: Of course, I'd be honored!
Rachel: Thank you. Thank you. I love you.
(Rachel grins as Ross removes the girlie jacket, grabs his own, and rushes out.)
Rachel: Ross, that girl just spent the entire evening talking to your friends, asking to hear stories about you, looking through Monicas photo albums, I mean you dont do that if youre just in it for two weeks.
Monica (as Rachel): Thank you.
Rachel (as Monica): Right.
Rachel: Was that the cake?
Rachel: (upset) Oh my Goood! Oh, do you think it's on all of them?
Phoebe and Rachel: Allisons birthday party.
Rachel: I tried! They won't take her back.
Rachel: Hi.
Rachel: (entering from her room) Okay, coming!
Rachel: Oh, that's great. Look at that.
Rachel: Okay. Um ButOkay, yes Ross and I used to date. And yes we are gonna have a baby. But we are definitely not getting back together.
(Monica and Rachel both cover their eyes)
Rachel: You know what?
Rachel: You know what?
Rachel: (pouring the wine) Sick-sick-sick-sick.
Rachel: You know what?
Rachel: Hello! Here we go!
Rachel: I Well, I dont think they need any help.
[Scene: Monica's apartment. The stripper is sitting at the kitchen table. Monica, Rachel and Phoebe are standing around him]
Rachel: Well I can do whatever I want! I made her! (Waking Emma up.) Come on little girl, hi!
Monica: Rachel! That was a library card!
Rachel: HuhWait so Joey if you get this, youre gonna be like the star of your own TV show! I mean youll be like the Big Cheese! (To Phoebe) Or the Big MacHey! You love those!
Monica: (as Rachel) I used to wet my bed.
Rachel: Yeah I dont think dressing provocatively is going to help me here! Oh my god just please take her.
Rachel: Well, for starters I would've said the right name at my wedding!
Rachel: What?
Rachel: Oh Ross, come on. He's happily married. His wife just had twins.
Rachel: (entering) Well! Is everybody else having just the best time?!
Rachel: (She takes the T-shirt out of the box and holds it to her chest and take a deep breath.) No. Nothing. (She smiles and goes into her room.)
Monica: (to Rachel) Hey! Joey said no autographs! But if she's gettting one, then I want one too: To Monica. And none of this "best wishes" crap. I want "love".
Rachel: No, come on, that is a lie. We also kissed in Barbados.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel is on the couch still doing the crossword. Chandler is in the kitchen.]
Jill: Oh my God, Rachel!
Rachel: Ross, see! I told you, those swings are evil! Alright, that is it. That is the last time Emma is getting on one of those things for her entire life.
Rachel: (as Monica) Hi, remember us?
Rachel: I'm gonna go get one of those (Thinks) job things.
Rachel: No! Im so happy for them!
Rachel: Yeah well, not anymore I can't. He fired us! What are we gonna do? We have to find a pediatrician. Wait wait, Monica said that when you guys were growing up, you really liked your doctor. What was his name?
Rachel: Man, don't be surprised if her hands and her feet get bigger too!
Rachel: Uh-hmm. (Just as Rachel finishes signing her name, Ross yanks each page out of the way.)
Rachel: Oh, hi. I have a massage appointment under Rachel Green, and here is my gift certificate.
Phoebe: Okay, maybe it was a trick question. (Plays a few chords) Um, Rachel can we do this now?
Rachel: Oh.
Rachel: What?
Rachel: Thanks, you can just put it on the table.
Monica: (as Rachel) Monica.
Monica: (as Rachel) Hi.
Rachel and Monica: Oh, thank you.
Rachel: (as Monica) Oh.
Rachel: (as Monica) Hi.
Dr. Mitchell: Rachel.
Rachel: Yes. Paolo sent them from Italy.
Monica: Because hell know what to do? (Rachel comes out of her room with a bear thats dressed in a rain suit.) Oh my God, youre a genius!
Rachel: Ok. Oh God. (To Ross) Get the camera, it’s in the diaper bag.
Monica: Oh-my-god Rachel! (Rushing out to look over the edge) Rachel!
Rachel: ...pig...pig man!
(Rachel goes to her room.)
Phoebe: Fine. The reason that I was leaning a little bit more toward Rachel than you is just that youre just kinda high maintenanceOkay lets go to lunch!
Rachel: Get the hell out of there, yknow?
Rachel: Mhm-mh!
(Rachel points out of the window.)
Rachel: Just a touch. Mon, I don't understand. I mean, you've been dating this guy since like, what... his midterms? I mean, why all the sudden are you so... Oh.
Rachel: Uh... yeah, why?