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Ross: Well I'm thinking that Chandler's our friend and Janice makes him happy, so I say we just all be adult about it and accept her.
Rachel: Well honey, what about you?
Chandler: Well, I'm crazy about her now. I think this could be the real thing. Capital 'R'! Capital 'T'! (Joey stares at him) Don't worry, those are the right letters.
Rachel: Okay, Ross, Phoebe is my girlfriend, okay, we tell each other everything. You know, I mean, come on, guys do the same thing, I mean, what about all that locker room stuff.
Ross: Yeah. Look, you don't, you don't talk about like, you know, your girlfriend and the intimate stuff you, you do with her.
Ross: Did you talk about the night of five times? Do you tell people about the night of five times?
Joey: I, ah, I never said hate, I was very careful about that.
Janice: A little birdie told me something about you wanting to rip your arm off and throw it at me.
Janice: All right, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, we've got to do something about our little situation here Joey. So, this is my idea: you and me spending some quality time together.
Monica: (crying) So, I went down to the post office, and it turns out it was those videos that I ordered for Richard about the Civil War. He loved the Civil War.
Chandler: We're not gonna talk about girth are we?
Ross: So, uh, the other night Rachel and I are in bed talking about fantasies, and I happened to describe a particular Star Wars thing....
Ross: Your Mom, your telling me, your telling me, about your Mom, what is the matter with you?
Joey: I know, I know! But I've thought about it a lot since, and it just wouldn't be right... (painfully) I'm sorry...!
Emily: How can you do this too me?! I thought I'd made my feelings about Rachel perfectly clear!
[Time Lapse, the babies are finally asleep. Good for Phoebe! The only problem is, Monicas apartment looks like a tornado, a hurricane, a swarm of locusts, fire, brimstone, hail, and giant man-eating, radioactive ants have torn the place apart. Needless to say, its messy enough to cause Monica to die of shock right away. Parents with small children know what Im talking about.]
Monica: Look! You knew this about me when you married me! You agreed to take me in sickness and in health. Well, this is my sickness!
Chandler: What about the obsessive cleaning?
Ross: I I do, I do not love Rachel. Im gonna tell her right now about the whole thing so we can get this marriage annulled as fast as possible. Okay? Would I do that if I loved her?
Ross: I think I know too but I've been really wrong about this stuff in the past, so...
Monica: I'm not sure about this.
Rachel: Ah, what is this? Well, lets see, we kissed for ten minutes and now we're talking to our friends about it, so I guess this is sixth grade!
Phoebe: Oh no... Have you thought about it how complicated this could get? What about Ross?
Chandler: Okay, well we'll go back in there, but will you do one thing for us? The people that care about you?
Joey: I'm thinking about you...
Joey: Absolutely! He's not thinking about you.
Joey: Let's forget about Ross...
Chandler: Yeah, it's almost if Air Barbados doesn't care about your social life.
Ross: So, I uhm... kinda need to talk to you about Charlie.
Ross: Okay, last night after you guys broke up... so sorry to hear about that, by the way... Well, Charlie and I were talking, and..., well...
Ross: Learn about Jesus...
Ross: Are you kidding? I have had some very dirty dreams about this...
Phoebe: Hey, does Monica know about her broken plates yet?
Rachel: Excuse me! (and she walks back to Joey, who is still looking very impressed about what Ross said to him. Rachel looks at him and hits him.) You didn't tell him, did you?
Ross: Well, I'm so excited about this.
Joey: I couldn't. He was saying all these really nice things about me. I didn't want him to get mad and take 'em all back. I'm on a edge on Chandler.
Monica: Okay, heres your milk. What do you want to talk about? (She sees that Chandler has fallen asleep and slams the door loudly to wake him up.)
Rachel: Aaah... Ross, actually there's something that I really need to talk to you about.
Rachel: Well, yeah... Okay, look it's about me and...
Rachel: Y�guys ever heard the story about when Rosses mom went to the beauty salon?
Joey: Alright, alright, okay, uhm... How 'bout this, how about this? Tomorrow... tomorrow we'll both go and we'll tell him together.
Rachel: We feel so terrible about this, Ross.
Joey: Look, we probably should have talked to you about this before it ever happened, but..
Ross: Weird.. your psychic didn't mention anything about the scary pigeon...
Rachel: Ross, this is not how we wanted you to find out about this. You have every right to go nuts.
[Scene: Central Perk. Monica and Chandler are there. They have lots of brochures about adoption in front of them.]
Frank Jr.: That's not what we talked about!!
Frank Jr.: Alright, alright, alright. Remember what we talked about. When we're in a public place, there are certain rules.
Monica: Thank you so much for seeing us. Phoebe has told us such great things about you guys.
Chandler: I'd love to, but I gotta get back to talking to your parents. They're telling us all about how they adopted you.
Phoebe: Okay, well, this is crazy. Can't seriously be talking about me taking one of your kids, can we?
Frank Jr.: How about tomorrow?
Phoebe: Well, alright, that's fine. What about Leslie?
Phoebe: Yeah, I can't say that. uhm... Susie, I'm gonna be straight with you... Mike and I are back together... and uhm... unfortunately that effectively ends your relationship with him. And he's very sorry about that and wishes you the best of luck in all your endeavours.
Rachel: W-What are you, what are you talking about?
Ross: Hey, what are you talking about? I'm fine!
Joey: I'm crazy about her.
(Ross smiles and holds up his hand for a high-five, but he has forgotten about his burnt hands. He gasps in pain as Joey grabs his hand.)
Joey: No, no, no, no, that was - that was just for me. Are you sure about this?
Monica: I know, and she's always bragging about all the famous people she's met.
Phoebe: Oh, you’re right! I was just kidding about Rachel. Babysitting is a gas!
Rachel: Ok well, well I'm really, I'm sorry about that Joey, but do you think that maybe on some level, you don't want to take off my bra?
Phoebe: Uhm... You know, once we're in the air and the captain turns off the seatbelt sign... you feel free to roam about my cabin...
Chandler: There's this thing I really want us to do. I read about it in Maxim...
Joey: And starting to think about settling down!
Chandler: Oh, sure, she was probably up all night, excited about the party she knows is happening.
Rachel: Ross, what are you talking about? (she sees the cake) oh! Oh my God! They put my baby’s face on a penis!
Estelle: The one I told you about last week?
Joey: What? You never said anything about an audition!
Monica: Ok, how about this: We got wind up toys for Emma for her birthday. We can make them race, and whoever comes in last, stays!
Ross: (To Phoebe) Im sorry. Ugh, Pheebs, you were, you were right about her. Yknow, she did try to use sex as a weapon! Yeah, I hurt my back a little.
Monica: What about your massage client?
(Joey looks at them, disappointed about their decision)
Rachel: You know, I'm thinking about letting Emma have her first cookie.
Chandler: So excited about your letter!
Joey: I gotta a lot of nice stuff to say about you guys, ok? And I know how much you wanna have a baby, you know, and I would love to help you get one.
Amy: (thinks about it) You’re right, you’re right! I’m gonna do it!
Rachel: Sometimes just nodding is ok. (pause) Uhm, so but anyway, listen, not marrying Barry was the best decision that I ever, ever made. Honey, you deserve true love. Your soulmate is out there, somewhere. Someone that is your age, that is smart, that is fun and that you care about!
Rachel: Amy, you know what? I was thinking that maybe now it'd be a good time for us to sit down and, you know, talk about your future.
Rachel: Ok, ok, that's fine. Fine. Hey, I'm sorry about that spill before. (picks up the tip he leaves) Only $98.50 to go.
Monica: How about at a game, on the big screen?
Amy: (Very excited about it) Doesn't it make her nose look smaller?
Amy: She was. Carbs found her... See, this is what I wanted. Two sisters, talking about real stuff.
Phoebe: That woman at the game didn't know what she was talking about. Mike, obviously you have balls.
Charlie: Wow, that's great! So, tell me about the grant!
Ross: Well, ok, it's for 25 thousand dollars. And if I get it, I'll finally be able to complete my field research! And there will be an article about me in the "Paleontology Review"! Yeah! That'll be the first time my name is in there, without people raising serious questions about my work!
Benjamin: So, tell me about it.
Chandler: We're not gonna have this conversation again... Look at this place. Why am I so intimidated by this guy? Pretentious art, this huge macho couch. When we know all he does is sit around all day crying about losing Monica to a real man! (laughs) You don't think he's here, do you? (Joey looks around)
Chandler: How about the dinosaur twins in the other room? No-one is manning that wall!
Monica: Well, because you signed it baby kangaroo Tribbiani (Joey makes a 'and-what’s-wrong-with-that' look). Hey, why don’t you stop worrying about sounding smart and just be yourself!
Ross: I want you to tell her everything. About the deal you tried to make with me, about the crazy questions you... Wally Cox! That's the voice of Underdog!
Benjamin: I never should have broken up with you. I think about you all the time. I mean, do you ever still think about me?
Phoebe: So what did you two do about it?
Monica: And it has to go perfectly, because if she doesn't like something about us she can keep us off every adoption list in the state.
Monica: Ok, so I think I'm just about done here, unless you have any bad stuff hidden somewhere, like... porn or cigarettes?
Rachel: Oh hey Ross... Listen, I heard about you and Charlie. I'm really sorry.
Ross: Look, I'm sorry to hear about your tragedy, ok? But the swings are perfectly safe, and besides Emma loves them. You know what, you should come with us and you'll see!
Rachel: Irrational, huh? All right, well, I’ll remember that the next time you freak out about a spider in your apartment!
Mike: She could have been talking about either one of us.
Monica: Ok. Great. I am so glad that you are here. We’re really excited about getting this process started.
[Scene: Monica and Rachel's, the gang is there except for Rachel and Ross, who both come storming in. Rachel is still going off about Rosss secret marriage.]
Rachel: (looks at him suspiciously) I know what this is all about... You've always been jealous of my hair.
Rachel: (Sarcastically) Uuuh!! How about at a Footlocker? (claps her hands together, faking excitement)
Mike: You never told me about that guy on your sweet sixteen. Oh, ugh. I'm sorry about that.
Joey: Really? Think about it. Come on! You're a beautiful woman, smart, funny, we had a really good time, huh? If I had your number, why wouldn't I call you?
Phoebe: Yeah, because you know what, it's... it's all about the children.
Phoebe: Although... it's also about the wedding... Ugh, alright... here. (she gives the check and pulls it back again) No... Oh God... Oh!
(There's a lot of yelling and screaming coming from the hallway, and they get up to look at what's the noise all about. In the hallway, Monica, Chandler, Joey and Phoebe are having another wind-up animal race, yelling and screaming fanatically.)
ROB: Anyway, I schedule performers for the childrens libraries around the city and I was just thinking, have you ever thought about playing your songs for kids?
Monica: We need to talk to you about something.
Phoebe: Am I? Really? Am I? Well, why don't you cook Thanksgiving dinner and prove me wrong! Well, think about it, think about it, you'll be trying to top than you did last year. You'd be in competition... with yourself.
Rachel: All right, okay. Alright, let's give to these babies something to cry about!
Phoebe: We're just... we're trying to figure out an excuse. Hey! Ooh! How about this: We can say that Monica told us 5 o'clock, not 4 o'clock. That way we're right on time! (Others start to agree but she continues) OR... or, we can plant PCP in the apartment and call the cops on her.