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Monica: Okay, Rachel, you wanna put the marshmellows in concentric circles.
Rachel: No Mon, you want to put them in concentric circles. I want to do this.
(Rachel sticks a marshmellow into Monicas nose. Monica takes it out of her nose by closing one nostril, and blowing.)
Rachel: Oh! That would be sooo much fun!
Rachel: Lets do it! Ross?
Rachel: Do you wanna play football?
Rachel: Um, there was a Geller Cup?
Rachel: Wait no, honey, honey throw it to me, throw it to me.
Rachel: (knocking it down instead of catching it) That almost hit me in the face.
Rachel, Chandler, and Joey: What?
Rachel: Monica, Im your best friend.
Rachel: Ross!
(Phoebe kisses Rachel on the cheek, then joins her team.)
Rachel: You dont pick me! Youre stuck with me!
Rachel: (coming over to Ross, who is just getting up) Are you okay?
(Rachel runs a quick slant.)
Rachel: Over here!
Rachel: (proud of her self) I almost caught that one!
Rachel: Wait, what am I gonna do?
Rachel: Wait, how long?
Rachel: Okay.
Rachel: Yeah, I know, go long. Y'know, its like all Im doing is running back and forth from the huddle.
Rachel: Can I see that for second.
(Rachel takes the ball from his hands and bounces it off of Rosss forehead and Chandler catches the rebound.)
Rachel: Now, does it really matter?
[cut to Monica and Rachels.]
Rachel: All right, so are we not having dinner at all?
[Sequence 4: Ross hikes the ball to Chandler, and the camera pans down to show Rachel standing deep in the end zone, playing with her gum. Something hits her on the head and she looks up to see where it came from.]
[cut to Ross who walks up to Rachel who is eating a baked pretzel.]
Rachel: I went really long.
Monica: Oh, what a great argument, exhaling! All right, y'know what, Ill prove it to you, okay. Ill trade you Joey for Rachel, and Ill still win the game.
Ross: Fine, fine, Rachel your with Monica, Joey youre with me.
Rachel: I can not believe your trading me!!
Rachel: Are you gonna let me play?
Rachel: Yeah!!! Kill um!!!
[Sequence 2: Phoebe throws the ball, and its intercepted by Joey, who starts to run up field. Rachel jumps on his back in order to try and tackle him, but she doesnt slow him down. Monica and Phoebe then both grab her legs in order to stop Joey, who still manages to fight through the tackle and score the touchdown.]
Monica: All right, we still have a minute and a half to go, and were down by two points. Two points.... (she gets interrupted by the guys, who are doing a slow-motion high five.) Phoebe you do a button-hook again. Rachel, you go long.
Rachel: No! Come on! Dont make me go long. Use me. They never cover me.
Rachel: God, Im not lame, okay. I can do something. I can throw, would you let me throw, come on this is my game too.
Monica: All right Rachel, you sweep behind, Ill pitch it to you, you throw it down field to Phoebe. All right. Break.
Rachel: Thank you! Break!
(Phoebe snaps the ball to Monica, who pitches back to Rachel.)
(They all rush toward Rachel, who panics and runs away. She runs out of the park and up along the fence, she then comes back into the park and runs past Monica, as she gets to Monica, she throws the ball at Monica, and it hits her in the eye.)
Rachel: Im so sorry! Are you okay?
Rachel: Im sorry, they were just all coming at me, and I didnt know what to do.
Monica: All right, Phoebe get open. Rachel, go long.
Rachel: (on the verge of tears) Okay.
(In slow motion, Phoebe snaps the ball, Rachel goes long. Joey and Chandler and all over Phoebe, leaving Rachel wide open. Ross starts to rush Monica, who sees Phoebe is double covered, in desperation she throws to Rachel. We see flying through the air, and then Rachel running underneath it, then the ball, then Rachel again, then the ball, then Phoebe, Chandler, and Joey staring at it in shock. Then with the grace of Jerry Rice (no offense to Jerry Rice), Rachel catches the ball, and she stops and spikes the ball. Both Phoebe and Monica erupt in celebration.)
Rachel: (in triumph) I got a touchdown! We did it!!
Chandler: Hey-hey-hey Rachel, funny thing. Actually, the ah, end zone starts at that pole, so youre five feet short, so we win!
Phoebe: Wait-wait-wait-wait! So, explain something to me though, if, if nobody tagged Rachel, then isnt the play still going.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel, Phoebe, Chandler, and Joey are eating Thanksgiving dinner.]
Rachel: We should defiantly play football more often. Maybe theres a like league we could join or something.
Rachel: Oh shoot! I work Monday nights.
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.
Rachel and Phoebe: Eww!
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?
Rachel: What?
Rachel: How would you like to sit in a chair that fully reclines, has a rolling massage, and speakers in the head rest?
Rachel: (grabs the bill) Give me that!
Rachel: Hi! How are you?
Rachel: OK. (walks away)
[cut to a montage of scenes involving Bonnie, Ross, and Rachel from the last episode.]
Rachel: Me too. Oh, I'm just sorry I'm not gonna be around to watch you two attempt to handle this! Alright, I can't say goodbye to you guys again. I love you all so much.
RACHEL: Oh give me , , ,� (Phoebe gives Rachel the phone.)� Hi, Mike?� Hi.� Listen.� I know this is a lot to ask, but you know what?� If you do this I . . . Phoebe will . . . do anything you want.� Seriously, I'm talking dirty stuff.
Rachel: Really.
Rachel: Oh, good for you!
Rachel: But you could teach us.
Rachel: (starts singing la la la la) Whatever happened to just singing for no reason? Huh?
[Scene: Rachels office, Joannas telling Rachel, her side of the story.]
Rachel: Oh. Right.
Rachel: Settle what?
Rachel: Because, I wanted to hurt you.
Rachel: Ok, Monica. I just have to know one thing. Did you go with her to Bloomingdale's? (Monica looks away.) Oh! Ok, ok, ok, I just really, uh, I just really need to not be with you right now. (Exits.)
[Scene: Rachels office, Mark is packing his stuff into a box.]
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Rachel, Monica, and Phoebe are there.]
Rachel: So, did you shave your legs?
Monica: Oh, Rachel!
Rachel: This is just occurring to you?
Rachel: No.
Rachel: Why?
Rachel: Oh my God!
Rachel: Is he romantic with her?
Phoebe: Oh, you’re right! I was just kidding about Rachel. Babysitting is a gas!
Rachel: You just did a little dancy thing.
Rachel: (laughs) Yeah, okay, at ease solider!
Rachel: Yeahbut come onListen, Im sorry I dont want to make you uncomfortable, but I told Phoebe that it happened and she doesnt believe me.
Rachel: Hi!
Rachel: Oh no, Baby Girl Geller-Green.
Rachel: Guys! Guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what!
Rachel: I dunno.. I-I thought it looked better there. And I- and also, it's an extra seat around the coffee table.
Rachel: No, I know, I know, and I'm sure your little boy is not going to grow up to be one.
Rachel: Are you seein her again tonight?
Rachel: (to Chandler) Can I talk to you alone for a minute?
Rachel: I'm in.
[Scene: A doctors office, Rachel is on an examining table with her legs in the stirrups.]
Phoebe: Me too. Rachel.
Rachel: No..!
Rachel: Ha, I made you look....
(Monica and Rachel smile back prettily.)
Phoebe: Please Rachel, I am not an idiot. (Runs off)
Rachel: Yeah? Well, you should know. Youve bought like a billion of em.
Rachel: Hah! I found it! I told you I would find it! In your face! You're a different person.
Joey: Look, Rachel, we don't have to do this.
Rachel: Yes, we do. (pause)
Rachel: (hands him one) Here you go.
Rachel: (to Ross): Loser?
Rachel: How many you want?
Monica: Rachel, there's nothing in it.
(Monica gets Rachel her purse.)
Rachel: Aw. Hey, Pheebs, want this? (Gives her a pencil)
Rachel: OK, then get me your purse.
Rachel: Yes!
(Monica sits, Rachel gets up.)
Rachel: (entering Joannas office) Umm, Joanna? I wanna talk about that interview.
Rachel: Oh. Right. ...Oh great.