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Monica: All right, all right. Maybe I can fit them in if I just do some rearranging. But uh, Rachel may actually have to sit at the bar!
Rachel: All right, yknow what? If you dont want to believe me about this, why dont you just come with me to dinner tonight and she will tell you.
Phoebe: Okay! All right! Yeah! Cause I just cant picture it.
Ross: Thats right! Made expressly for Val Kilmer and worn by him in the hit film that Batman film he was in.
Monica: Hey. Oh good-good youre here! All right, I figured it out. Im gonna take two tables of eight, Im gonna add your parents, and Im gonna turn them into three tables of six. Okay? And I called the caterer; I added two extra meals, we are good to go!
Chandler: Batman has Robin! (Pause) We get ESPN right?
Joey: Listen, I know the invitation says 6:00, but does that mean that you want people to get there at six, or the show is gonna start right at six?
Joey: Right. Right. The wedding, gotcha. But I mean, its gonna start a little late right? I mean, weddings start late. Right?
Phoebe: Rachel, its okay. You dont have to do this. I believe you. All right? Okay, if-if you say that you kissed Melissa, then you kissed Melissa.
Monica: All right thats it, I give up! Whatever you want you can have it! You wanna sing a song? You wanna do a dance? You want your mom stand at the Alter and scream racial slurs? I dont care!
Chandler: (yelling from the changing room) All right! I found one that fits!
Cop: (following her) Hey by the way, I'm sure Sipowicz is gonna be all right. I heard that kid from Silver Spoons is really good. (Phoebe's stunned) And where did you find my badge?
Ross: Look Chandler, Monica is really weird about this kind stuff all right. Believe me, I lived with her for 16 years. She is going to freak out. Oh my God, she's going to sit on you.
Kim: No-no-no, we'll move you just stay right there. (They walk away.)
Monica: Yeah, right.
Richard: All right. This is the kitchen.
Monica: And it could be soon. I mean, think about it: right now, somewhere out there (they go look through the window) our baby could be being conceived.
RACHEL: God I know, you're right.
Chandler: Well, it still has to go, right?
Monica: All right, come here! (She gets up and drags Rachel off of the couch by her legs.)
Charity guy: Right. Well, on behalf of the children: thank you both very much.
MIKE: All right.� I'll do it.� (Phoebe gives the thumbs-up sign to Rachel.)� But really, how much dirtier can it get?
Ross: No, God! Hey, Rach, you've been an amazing daughter, ok? Right now you just need to get some rest.
Monica: I'll be right back.
PHOE: Yeah, so I said, "OK, relax please," y'know, I mean, sex can be just about two people right there in the moment, y'know, it's, if he wants to see me again he can call and if not, that's fine too. So after a looooot of talking. . . I convinced him.
Joey: She was kidding about that right?
Monica: All right Rachel, you sweep behind, Ill pitch it to you, you throw it down field to Phoebe. All right. Break.
Phoebe: All right, betting and wagering of any kind, are, I'm sure, not permitted in the happy place. Okay. Just-just, you know, the-the lovely waterfalls, and the, the trickling fountains. And the-the calming sounds of the babbling brook....
Joey: Oh, all right, I'll just have what she's having instead.
Joey: Ooh, hey, I know how we can decide! All right, uh, I'm gonna ask you a bunch of questions and then you have to answer real fast. Okay? So uh, clear your mind Clear it right out! Clear it out! Clear!
Phoebe: Yeah! Sure! Ooh, I left my purse up at Monicas. Ill be right back. (She goes to get it.)
Joey: You got it. Okay. Now, I can pass for 19 right?!
PHOE: Ok, all right, let's hear about the kiss. Was it like, was it like a soft brush against your lips? Or was it like a, you know, a "I gotta have you now" kind of thing?
Ross: All right that's, that's it!! Get off her!
Phoebe: But look Chandler, right now, no one has a lower opinion of you than I do. But I totally believe you can do this.
Rachel: All right, listen, missy. If you want this cart, you're gonna have to take me with it!
Ross: Yeah, oh hey, you are right on time.
Phoebe: No, which one? The right or left? 'Cause the left one is lucky...
Ross: Right.
Jasmine: All right.
Phoebe: Were all right.
Phoebe: Were all right.
Katie: You'd better do something, or I'm gonna walk out that door right now! Well? Are you gonna?
Monica: Thats right.
Rachel: Okay! All right! How was she?
Chandler: I will give you a hundred dollars to whistle right now. (She tries to whistle and blows little chunks of cheesecake out of her mouth.) How can you eat the cheesecake without me?!
Monica: All right then, your bra would still be big.
PHOEBE: All right, stop it, you're freaking me out.
Ross: Yeah, youre right.
Rachel: All right!! Fine! Fine.
Rachel: All right, lets go!
Rachel: All right, Julie.
Chandler: That's right! I do! And I'm your man. And I'm going to get us through this situation even if it means you working twice as hard.
Joey: Fine! All right, Ill do it. But hey! You guys have to be at the next table so you can stop me if I yknow, start to say something stupid.
Rachel: All right. We figured you might respond this way, so we have a backup offer.
Rachel: All right.
Larry: Great! How about you wanted to go the Italian place down on Bleaker Street right?
Chandler: All right, I have to get that, but no-no. (answering phone) Hello? (listens) (happily) Hi! Yeah listen, I'm, I'm in need of a stripper and I was told that you do that. (listens) Let me ask you this, what, what do you do for the extra hundred? (listens) So would I, would I have to provide the grapes?
Ross: No the mans right, thats what I had with Rachel.
Frank: All right, man!!
Mr. Waltham: All right, Ill tell her. (To his wife) Come on bugger face!
All: Got it. Yeah all right. Yeah, okay.
Monica: Youre right, Im sorry. Its not like youre yknow, going out with an ex-girlfriend.
Barry: You know, you were right? I mean, I thought we were happy. We weren't happy. But with Mindy, now I'm happy. Spit.
Joey: All right, let's go Pheebs.
Mrs. Green: All right you two, Im gonna get going.
Phoebe: Oh, I know! "Oh...I slept with Billy Joel". All right, who hasn't?
Chandler: All right, you will notice that I am fully dressed. I, in turn, have noticed that you are not. So in the words of A. A. Milne, "Get out of my chair, dillhole!"
Monica: All right, yknow what? We really are late! Lets go! Lets go! Lets go!!
Joey: Great! All right. Ill see you later. (He starts to leave.)
Chandler: (running around the apartment pointing out things) Bedroom. Bathroom. Living room. This right here is the kitchen, and thanks for coming by, (opens door) Bye-bye.
Rachel (on the phone): No, no, this is not what I ordered. Ok? I went all the way to New Jersey so that I could have the perfect cake for my daughter’s birthday and I need a bunny cake, right now!
Joey: All right, who got Chandler? Cause I uh, need to trade.
Chandler: Yes! Remember? Right before we cut the cake, I went up to you and I said
Chandler: (from his bedroom) All right, so you're telling me that I have to tell racist jokes now?!
Ross: All right, I gotta take off. I'm picking up Ben then we're off to the big audition.
Phoebe: All right, c'mere, gimme your feet. (She starts massaging them.)
Rachel: Oh sure I am, because you always have to be right.
Monica: Y'know what? You're right Phoebe. You're right. Thank you! (Gets up to find Chandler.)
Ross: Yeah, I'm gonna stay and read my book. I just wanna be alone right now.
Joey: All right.
Rachel: All right!
Rachel: Youre right. Youre right. I mean Im about to have a baby, I can tell my mother that I dont want her to just be sleeping on my couch! Oh my God! Shes gonna want to sleep in my bed with me. This cannot happen!
Joey: (examining the tickets) Oh my God! Those are almost right on the floor!
Joey: All right, Im sorry. Rach IRach Im sorry. Okay? Im sorry! Maybe I can make up for it by, taking you roughly in the barn. (Giggles.)
Phoebe: All right. All right! If he wants a date? He's gonna get a date. All right, I'm gonna go in.
Phoebe: All right. Did everyone get out okay?
Rachel: I wouldn't worry about it. She's always coming up with stuff like this, and you know what? She's almost never right.
Rachel: Oh thats right! Im sorry! I-I am early! Finish! Please!!
Cop: Yeah, but I kinda don't have a choice, it's my job. I mean, you understand right?
Gunther: Are you all right?
Rachel: All right, yknowFine! You guys have your stupid little club, but I would just like to say is what you did to me is way worse than what I did to you! You gave me a tiney-wienie! (Will laughs.)
Cecilia: Right. Hes not angry at the room either. Try it again, he owns it! He owns the room. It is his. He owns, owns, owns, owns the room! He owns it!! (Joey gets a snooty look on his face.) All right, its a little weird, but its getting better. (Joey is pleased.) Oh well, Im gonna miss this woman so much. I dont know what Im going to do! I mean, its been 20 years of my life.
Monica: All right. (Looking through a box.) Op, here it is! Right underneath the can of-of bug bomb. I wonder if the best place to put something that cooks food is underneath the can of poison?
ROSS: Hello, it's us, all right? It'll be fine.
Ross: Right.
Ross: (to Monica) You like it right?
Pete: All right.
Joey: Good luck. (to Monica) And Im still right!
Ross: All right.
Rachel: Right.
Phoebe: All right, so let's switch.
Ross: All right.
Chandler: I've actually ruined this haven't I? It's time for the good ice cream now, right?
Joey: All right, all right maybe-maybe you should just ask her to leave.
Joey: Thats horrible! Well, you did the right thing man.
Joey: No! I want an award I did win! But nobodys giving me any of those! PlusHey Rach, if-if I put it up there (Points to the TV) right? When people come over theyll see it and theyll think I won it.
Ross: All right, Ill see you tonight.
Phoebe: Okay. All right you yellow-bellied-lilly-livered-DRAW!! (they both kick up the foot rests like an old fashioned gun fight.)
Rachel: Okay sir, um-mm, let see if I got this right. Ah, so this is a half-caf, double tall, easy hazel nut, non-fat, no foam, with whip, extra hot latte, right? (the guy nods) Okay, great. (she starts to walk away and under her breath) You freak.
Phoebe: (thinking to herself) Okay, baseball. Rick, playing baseball. Okay, slides into second, maybe even his pants come down a little Oh nowait no, no! No! Okay, all right, sandwiches, sandwiches. Umm, okay, on a plate, maybe Ricks pants come down a little. No! No! Okay, Chandler! Okay Chandler, ooh, thats working.