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Rachel: Good. Although yknow, he-hes a private guy. Yknow, I wish I could get him to open up a little bit, share some feelings.
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah, I-I-I see the scare. Listen, Paul, I think this is really great that-that yknow, you shared your feelings. Its really, its beautiful, but umm, what do you say we go share some food?
Rachel: Oh thats right. Youre the talker. (They both reflect on that briefly) Anyway uh, great idea! Umm, I gotta go to the store; I told him that I would buy him some more tissues.
Monica: Oh, we have some
Phoebe: Some guy bought it. Im sorry. I tired to stop it but they (points to the jeweler) put me in jail!
Rachel: Okay, hold on real quick, hold on a second let me just uh, (sits on the counter and buttons her sweater to show some cleavage) get a little more comfortable here. Wait, now wait a second, this isnt too revealing is it?
Phoebe: Um, oh, I've got a birthday party, with some work people.
Monica: Hey, I just whipped us up some Easy Bake treats, they should be ready in about three days.
CHANDLER: Well, it's sharp, it's metal, I think I can do some, you know, serious damage with it.
Joey: I guess I'm going to have to come up with a really good reason why I wasn't there. The producers are going to be so mad at me. They sat us all down yesterday and said "Everyone has to be there at 6:00 AM sharp, that means you Tribbiani." Like.. like I was some kind of idiot.
Monica: It's gonna be weird to watch some actor pretending to be Ben's dad.
Monica: Okay. No need to panic. Deep breathes everyone. Okay umm uh, were just gonna have to spend some time and put the CDs in the right cases.
Rachel: Okay, you gotta give me some of your piece.
Phoebe: Umm, well I sorta have some bad news, can I come in?
Monica: OK, we done with the chit-chat? Are we ready to play some serious poker?
Chandler: Monica, I was wondering if you can make me some of that righteous mac and cheese like last year.
Monica: Oh, whatd ya bring me?! (She opens the gift) Awww, hotel toiletries from Japan. Oh, these are gonna go in my permanent collection. You want some coffee?
Chandler: Cheese you say? Thats some pretty smelly work, huh Don?
Joey: We dont need that wizard guy. We hit a couple of clubs, talked to some strangers, and uh, after this, well head down to the docks and see about that boat thing.
Chandler: My wife and I have some boundary issues, you know, sometimes we ask inappropriate questions. We're working on it.
Rachel: Well they have uh, some unusual pet names for each other. Including umm, evil bitch and uh, sick bastard. Oh God oh! Contraction!
Anchorwoman: (on TV) While most of us think of chocolate bunnies and baskets as traditional Easter gifts. Some people insist on giving live chicks as presents. (Joey is intrigued by the idea) Unfortunately, the sad fact remains that most of these little guys wont live to see the fourth of July. (Joey starts to call a place to buy a little baby chick) Because of as a result of improper care, they will be dead.
[Cut to the hallway, Phoebe is outside getting some last minute instructions from Rachel.]
Ross: Oh-oh-ooh, hey guys, I was wondering if you guys would uh, maybe chip in on some new air filters for the air purifier? I mean after all, we all are using it.
MONICA: Wow, all you need now is The Killing Fields and some guacamole and you've got yourself a part-ay.
Joey: Although some of that stuff wasn't where you said it was gonna be, but... (confidently) I made it work.
Joey: Uhh, look, your eyes still popping out a little, Im gonna go get some ice.
Monica: Just out. Had some lunch, just me, little quality time with me. Thanks for your jacket.
Monica: He wanted to tell me hes gonna compete is some ultimate fighting competition thingy.
Monica: Ok, I'm sensing that this is some kind of word play, because you are pink with barely controlled glee.
Phoebe: Im gonna get some coffee, anyone want anything?
Joey: Dude, stop talking crazy and make us some tea!
Ross: Hey uh, I brought you some lunch.
(Rachel throws some of hers down.)
Monica: (Poking her head in) Rach? Can I talk to for just a minute? I-I dropped some socks.
Ross: Well do you want some help?
Ross: Oh! Wow! Uh, yeah! That sounds great. Im just gonna put this (The money) back in my pocket, pretend that didnt happen. Uh yeah, actually Im free now. Do you wanna grab some coffee or
Chandler: Okay, but after that, were shootin some pool.
Joey: Monica just called from the cab. She said they should be here any minute. And apparently, there's some big surprise.
Rachel: Yknow what? I am going to do something today. Im not just gonna sit around like some old lady. Im gonna get something pierced. Like my uh, like my nose or my tongue or something.
[Scene: Silvercup Studios, Dina is at the craft services table getting some food as Joey walks up.]
Chandler: Oh, okay Ross. Listen, this pen is kinda getting boring, so can you pick me up some porn?
Frank: Wait, y'know what, I-I came to you because I thought youd understand! Oh no!! Y'know, I would storm out of here right now if-if I had some money, or a place to go
Ross: (he makes some really weird noise hear that sounds kind of like )Ayyyayyyy!
Joey: What?! All rightHey! Dont look at me! Youre the one who wanted to come up and look for some stupid Burger King comet!
Chandler: Oh, well... Maybe I'll join them some time. I just hope the club doesn't slip out of my hand and beat the moustache off his face.
Joey: Pheebs, I still need some help here
(Phoebe and Monica walk in from getting some coffee.)
Rachel: Well, Im miserable here! I might as well make some money out it!
Ross: Well then wed be in a lot of trouble, you dont know where any countries are. (Rachel glares at him.) Okay. (He goes over to the desk followed by Rachel.) Uh, say would you umm Would you mind checking again to see if any umm, private rooms may have (Handing her some money) opened up?
Rachel: Give her some money.
Rachel: Thank you. (Dr. Long exits.) Well, I guess we have some time to kill.
(Monica puts some change in Phoebe's bucket.)
Joey: Hes doin some thinkin!
Rachel: Okay, get ready to see some beggin!
Ross: We had such a great time! Shes-shes incredible! I thought the-the age difference might be a problem, but it wasnt. It wasnt at all. Elizabeth is very mature for her age. (Joey makes the international sign for big boobies.) (To Monica) A concept lost on some people!
Monica: (looking through it) Really? Wow! It looks like I had some trouble staying inside the lines.
Ross: Can I get some of that action?
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, Chandler and Monica are there and Rachel is arranging a bouquet of flowers, pricks her finger on a thorn, throws the bouquet over her head, and those you who are quicker than some already know that Monica is the one who catches it.]
Ross: Yeah! I dont know. I mean, last year Elizabeth now-now this kid. What-what-what-what is it?! Am I giving out some kind of sexy professor vibe? (Rachel and Joey both look at him.)
Monica: (starts for the door) Well theres some people who do want to marry me.
Joey: Oh no-no-no, give me some specifics.
(Richard squishes a little too hard and some lands on his shirt.)
Erica: Yeah, I read some great applications, but then I thought “who better then a minister to raise a child!”
Rick: Would you mind spending some time on my siadic area, its been killing me today.
Chandler: yeah just some good old fashion girl on girl American action.
PHOEBE: [pauses the tape] Ok, Ben, this is the part where Ernie buries Bert in the sand and can't find him. Now, I've looked ahead on the tape and he does find him again. But, ok, before that happens, there's some pretty rough goin' for a while but I think we can handle it. And, there's just the alphabet but we know that ends well so. Ok, here we go. [starts the tape again]
Rachel: You need to learn some new slang.
Joey: (To some people) Hey! Hey alright! Hey, glad you could make it (Shakes a man's hand) Thanks for coming.
Joey: (To Chandler) Hey man, you feeling any better? (Chandler answers him with some guttural sounds that only he can make and that no human can transcribe.)
Ross: No! No I cant. I mean Rachels out with some guy. My baby went with her. If anything that picture keeps moving further away.
Ross: Here come some more...
Rachel: Okay. Uh, well can we, can we get you anything Mr. Zelner? Maybe some chocolates? (Holds up the box.)
PHOEBE: Oh, yeah! Okay! Great! Go, man, go put on your shoes, and, and march out there and meet her! (Chandler runs and picks up his shoes) Oh, wait, no, no you have to take a shower, 'cause, eww. (Chandler runs to the bathroom, as the computer bing-bongs) No, you know what you have to answer her, answer her first. (Chandler runs to the computer) No, no, you know what make some coffee 'cause its too much. (Chandler walks slowly into the kitchen)
Phoebe: Hello. Oh good. Ross could you put up some of these flyers for me? (He smiles at her.) OH!! Demon!! Demon!!
Monica: Come on...I just need it for some rent and..and some other bills.
Ross: Well, cant you at least stall her a little? Ill-Ill go back to some of the places I went last night.
Chandler: Yeah, huh. I'm just uh, you know I'm just picking up some things for a party. (grabs a bag off of the shelf)
Chandler: Our balcony? Seriously? That's so funny because I told Monica we should put lights on our balcony. And she said"No, no. It's too cold, nobody will go out there." And I said "Maybe if we put some light out there they will"
Dr. Long: You can take some caster oil, theres eating spicy foods
Waiter: It�s just that we do have some large parties waiting.
JOEY: Hey, hey, I just figure Joseph's the kinda guy that likes to mix it up. Ya know, get in there, ruffle some feathers.
Phoebe: Oh, he needed some time to grieve.
Monica: (Into the phone) Hello? Chandler, what's wrong? (She listens) Oh my God, are you alright? (listens some more) Yeah, I'll be right there. (She hangs up and speaks to Amanda) I'm so sorry, but Chandler was in a car accident. (She gets up)
Ross: Umm say, I-I opened this earlier (The privacy screen) but let me give you guys some privacy.
Joey: Well, anyway, I got to go change, Im ah, meeting some of the cast for drinks.
Monica: Oh really, you want to talk about quality? Have you heard of a key? It's what some people sing in.
Chandler: You may wanna get some more of those too.
Richard: No, we still have food in the basement! I saw potatoes and some dry pasta!
Gavin: Gavin! I brought you some soup.
Monica: Okay. (They walk away to get some privacy.) We have got to beat them! {Here we go yet again.}
Monica: Hey Rach, could you get me some cough drops?
Rachel: No! I do not care what my hormones are doing, I am not going to just do it with some random guy!
Ross: (knowing she's not alright) O-kay. Well, I'm gonna go grab us some breakfast. (He starts to leave)
Chandler: You know what, okay, fine. Don't get up, you just sit right there. I just hope, you don't mind, you know, my hand right here. (holds his hand a couple of inches in front of Joey's face) Op, not touching, can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! Not touching can't get mad! (Joey flings some dip onto Phoebe's dress)
Joey: Just now, after acting class. At first I thought she was doing some kind of scene, thats why I let people watch.
Ross makes some sort of sound to let us know it hurt.
Cailin: I dont know. Could be because I dont feel like standing around all night waiting for some guy who may or may not scream.
Monica: Whoa-whoa-whoa, Phoebe you gotta take her! Yknow I-I-I said some really bad stuff about her, but yknow Rachel has some good qualities that make her a good roommate.
Joey: Hey-hey, hold on, this isnt some kind of like girly dance. All right, its like a sport, its manly!
Dr. Roger: Im sorry sweetie, its the hospital. The food looks great, maybe save me some?
Ross: Okay, I have a problem I have to go into work for a few hours, some kids messed up the Homo Sapien display.
Chandler: Some guy, Tom Gordon.
[Rachel hits some tom-toms and ends up on the 'crash'-cymbal, which is in fact a ride-cymbal, but whatever...]
Steve: Well then you can't have any. (she grabs for the package, and it breaks open. Gummi-bears fly everywhere, some into the punch bowl on the table.) Bear overboard! I think he's drowning. (he throws some Sugar-O's into the punch bowl) Hey fellows! Grab on a Sugar-O... save yourself! (Mimicking the bears) "Help! I'm drowning! Help!"
Monica: (Looks exasperated) Ok first of all...It would be great. But that's not what I'm here to talk to you about. I need to borrow some money.