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Ross: Yeah?
Joey: Yeah, I (Shuts off the TV.) I dont want Stevie to see her like this.
Phoebe: Yeah and yeah, and it would probably be better than the last telephone job I had. Yknow, I probably wouldnt have to say spank as much. (Monica and Ross are shocked.)
Phoebe: Oh yeah, like you never called!
Phoebe: Oh okay, well Im sorry to bother you. Bye-bye. (Hangs up the phone.) Yeah youre right, this is easy.
Ross: Yeah, not as much as you used to love to play uncooked batter eater.
Phoebe: Yeah! Now, why do you want to kill yourself?
Earl: Oh yeah? I work in a cubicle surrounded by people. Ive been talking to you for five minutes now about killing myself and no ones even looked up from their desk. Hang-hang on. (To the people standing around his cubicle.) Hey everybody! Uh, Im gonna kill myself! (Theres no response; no one even looks up.) Ill get back to ya. (To Phoebe) I got nothing. Wait. (He sets the phone down.) Uh, hey Marge! (Mimes putting a gun to his head, pulling the trigger, and splattering his brain on the wall behind him. Then points to himself. Marge watches this, then goes back to work.) (To Phoebe) Ehh, nothing. Nothing.
Joey: Yeah, me too. (He flips up his armrest in disgust.)
Rachel: Yeah? Wow! Yknow, that this thing has speakers in the headrest!
Rachel: Yeah! You can hook it up to your TV and you get radio!
Earl: (laughs) Yeah! Right!
Phoebe: Yeah, hes gotta go.
Ross: (overacting as well) Yeah! Yeah! (Laughs.) Oh, this will make a great memory.
Ross: Yeah. Yeah, oh you loved that thing. You always had it with you. You never went anywhere without-without that coloring book.
Mr. Geller: Oh, yeah you loved that glove! You took it every place you went. You never went any place without that glove.
Chandler: Yeah, Id love to but Ive tried that so many times they wont even let me in the store anymore.
Rachel: Yeah.
Joey: Well, it looks like it wasnt heeled after all! Yeah! So, I guess this chair is mine now! (Sits down in it and groans.)
Rachel: Yeah, he thought he broke your chair so he switched the chairs!
Joey: Yeah! We are!
Earl: Yeah.
Joey: Oh yeah.
Rachel: Oh yeah, Joey broke it. Had to get rid of it.
Chandler: (with his mouthful) Oh-oi-ho, yeah!
Chandler: Yeah. No. No...
Chandler: Yeah, okay.
Rachel: Whatyeahwhat, yknow what? I hope Emily is a lesbian.
Pizza Guy: Yeah. This one goes across the street, I must have given him yours. Oh, bonehead, bonehead!
Rachel: Yeah. Yeah, and yknow you-you deserve to win. And-and yknow I was thinking about it, if-if youre Monicas maid of honor that means I get to be yours.
Joey: Yeah
JOEY: Yeah, unless you hook up with a bunch of pigeons.
Joey: Yeah, I didn't throw any of that out..
Chandler: Oh, yeah, you have to tell her.
Chandler: Yeah, but that's like two blocks away from the beach. I mean, it's a total party zoo.
Excuse me, excuse me! Yeah, noisy boys! (They stop talking and look up) Is it something that you would like to share with the entire group?
Joey: Oh yeah!
Phoebe: No, no, no. It's not! It's not my mom. It belonged to mom. Yeah, no, she used to put it out every Christmas to remind us, that even though it's Christmas, people still die. And, you can put candy in it. (She grabs the skull, pulls out a stick of licorice, and takes a bite.)
Joey: Check this out? Huh? (Joey has this big tall hat with a British flag on the front of it.) Yeah. Thats the stuff. What do you think?
Phoebe: Yeah. (Covers her face with her hand.) Yeah.
Ross: Yeah.
Monica: Yeah well, I ran into Richard.
Rachel: (laughs and pushes the chair back in) Yeah, well, y'know umm No honey, listen I think it's a great idea to become friends with someone before you date them, but I think the way you do it is y'know you meet someone, become their friend, build a foundation, then you ask them out on a date. Don't hit on your existing friends!
Monica: Im getting married!!!! Im gonna be a bride!!!! (Someone else yells at her.) No, I will not shut up because Im engaged! (He yells again.) Ohh, big talk! Huh, why dont you come over here and say that to me?! Huh, buddy?! Yeah, my fiancee will kick your ass! (Chandler starts to look worried.) Come on, apartment 20! Apartment 20!
Ross: We were on a break!!! Okay!! (grabs the phone) We were, we were..., (calms down) yeah. Where are you? Ill find you. (hangs up)
Ross: Yeah, just... just Nana stuff.
Chandler: Yeah. I really do.
All: Yeah. Hate him.
Joey: I don't know uhh (Pause as he thinks about it.) Well, I'm Joey. Yeah, I'm disgusting, I take my underwear off in other people's homes.
Phoebe: Yeah, right.
Joey: Yeah! Yeah! That would be very helpful! Yeah. (He opens the door for her and she exits into the hallway.)
MONICA: Yeah, well you promised Barry, you'd marry him. (Rachel glares at her, and she retreats to safety between Richard's legs)
Jason: Yeah, and neither did we. Give yourself a break.
Phoebe: (gasps) Ohh, okay maybe they put your picture back up they can put you next to Matt Lauer. Look at him, smiling at me. (Giggles) Yeah I know; wed be great together!
Phoebe: Oh yeah, so you can walk around naked.
Phoebe: Uh-huh. Oh, yeah, I could write about the time my hair did that "Woo-hoo" thing.
Rachel: Yeah. Just to be sure I'm gonna call Dr. Wiener.
Rachel: Yeah, well, it's a Mercedes if I move back home. Oh, it was horrible. He called me young lady.
Joey: Yeah, well you didn't call and leave your grip size.
Chandler: Yeah, she couldn't live without the Chan Love. (They start kissing.)
Ross: Yeah. Right. Save it. I can do that. (Gets up and does a little kara-tay.)
Ross comes out of the guest bedroom with the diaper bag and the car seat carrying thingy.. yeah.. thats the techinal term.. He goes to Chandler.
Ross: Yeah. Shes putting her down now, thats her. (Points to the nurse putting Emma now.)
Rachel: Yeah?
Phoebe: Well yeah, I lied before.
Chandler: Oh yeah, gym member. I try to go four times a week, but Ive missed the last 1200 times.
Gunther: Yeah, thats what I drive. I make four bucks an hour, I saved up for 350 years!
Monica: Yeah, well, is that better?
Carol: Yeah. Ooh, and I know Gail Rosten is in there twice, but she is so
Phoebe Sr.: Yeah, I guess youre right.
Joey: Yeah, I guess, but whats like heads and whats tails?
Joey: ....yeah... what else?
Ross: Yeah.
Joey: Yeah? I just figured yknow, after living with you itd be an interesting change of pace to have a female roommate, yknow? Someone I can learn from, someone-someone whos different than me. And whats more different than me; a guy whos not 19 than say a girl who is 19? Enh? (Points to his head.) Not just a hat rack my friend!
Rachel: Yeah, 15 hundred dollars.
Chandler: (sounds nervous) Yeah! I... I... I liked it! (Joey continues to look at him suspiciously) But, ehm... my bosses didn't go for it. Stupid sons of bitches!
Joey: Yeah well next thing you know, hell be telling you that your high heels are good for his posture!
PHOEBE: Yeah, I met him when I was playing guitar in Washington Square Park. Ryan threw in salt water taffy 'cause he didn't have any change.
Ross: Yeah!
Chandler: Yeah, I'm fine. (trying to cover up what he is saying) I'm trppd in an ATM vstbl wth Jll Gdcr.
Ross: Yeah, which was nice.
Joey: Yeah, where the hell is he?
Ross: Yeah, like I could lose it.
Tom: Oh, actually I barely knew him. Yeah, I came because I heard Chandler's news. D'you know if he's seeing anyone?
Ross: (on phone) Yeah, you want 55-JUMBO. Yeah, that's right. That's right, JUMBO with a U, sir. (pause) No, belive me, you don't want me. Judging by his number, I'd be a huge disappointment. (pause) All rightie, bye bye.
Joey: Yeah.
Rachel: Yeah, but, there were no suds.
Chandler: Oh yeah! I mean at first I hated it, but why wouldn't I, because as a man I've been trained (bitter woman's tone) not to listen! (pause) But after chapter 16: "fat, single and ready to mingle", I was uplifted.
Rachel: Burning's good. Yeah, I got stuff to burn.
Joey: Yeah?! So's yours!
David: Yeah, I know. Well... this is probably a stupid question, seeing that you look like that, but do you have some place that you need to be right now?
Phoebe: (Jumping up) Yeah?
All: Oh yeah, aww!
Chandler: Yeah, listen, Joey isn't gonna be here tonight so why don't you come over and I'll let you uh, feel my bicep. Or maybe more.
Phoebe: Well, y'know we dont call it that, but yeah!
Phoebe: Yeah, they thought I was a whore.
Phoebe: Yeah?
All: Woooo! Yeah!
Fran: Yeah.
Chandler: Yeah, I don't think he's up to meeting everyone yet.
Ross: Yeah, okay, Scott!
Monica: Yeah. I mean it was kinda fun for a while, but didnt you start feeling silly?
Rachel: Oh, umm, okay, yeah, I'll be, yeah I'll be right back. (Goes to her room.)
Richard: Yeah, I understand. Take as much time as you want. (Pause) Ten, even twenty minutes if you need it. Ill be here. Not smoking. (Monica leaves.)
Ross: Yeah, come on in. Molly?
Phoebe: (plays with a thumbtack remover) Yeah?
Phoebe: Yeah. Okay.
Joey: Yeah, sorry, the swallowing slowed me down.
Chandler: Yeah. Just weird, you know. It's like: "Hi, I'm Chandler. May I have the human growing inside you?"
Ursula: Yeah, um, may we help you?
Rachel: Yeah.
RACHEL: Yeah well, Ross just made plans for the whole century.
Chandler: Yeah okay, I was just talking to the guys. Just look at them I mean, is it okay if they come visit?
Mrs. Bing: Yeah, any messages for room 226?
Phoebe: Oh no, no, no, no... That's okay, that's okay... I mean, I'm... I am a vegetarian... except for veal... Yeah no, veal I love...
Rachel: The beef? Yeah, that was weird to me, too. But then, yknow, I thought well, theres mincemeat pie, I mean thats an English dessert, these people just put very strange things in their food, yknow. [To Joey] Oh! by the way, can I borrow some Rum from your place?
Woman: Yeah, well, now you're kinda not.
Ross: Yeah. Look if-if shes gonna end up with somebody else, the truth is she couldnt find a better guy. So
Ross: (Proudly) Yeah.
Chandler: Oh yeah, that sounds great. (starts to leave) Oh, and listen, its, its gonna be....
Phoebe: Yeah, but, y'know, it's... it would be like starting on the fifteenth date.
JOEY: Yeah, if I'm willing to sleep with the casting lady.
Monica: Yeah. Run ten blocks, thatll help the smell.
Ross: Yeah, Ill take some.