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CHAN: OK, look, that is one guy's opinion, alright. Phoebs, read yours.
JOEY: No, I'm alright man. Really.
JOEY: Hey no, seriously, I don't need you to pick me... [Fun Bobby picks Joey up off the ground, bounces him. Joey laughs.] Alright! It still works.
MNCA: Oh, he's sober alright. Just turns out that Fun Bobby was fun for a reason.
MNCA: Alright, here you go, sweetie. [hands Fun Bobby his coffee]
PHOE: Alright, don't say that. He's probably always been dull. You just, you know, set it free.
ROSS: Alright.
CHAN: It's alright. Is she good-looking?
JOEY: I just... I just don't think that I want it that way though, y'know? I mean, let's say I do make it, alright? I'm always gonna look back and wonder if it was because of my talent or because of.. y'know, the Little General.
JOEY: Alright... I've got to go shower. [leaves]
JOEY: Uhh, cause, uhh, I'm a neurosurgeon and that was clearly a case of, uh, uh, foodal chokage. Alright, look, I got to tell you something.
JOEY: OK, alright, the people who threw the water.
CHANDLER: OK that's not what he was doing. Alright, he was looking for his bus money.
PHOEBE: Alright Monica, if there is something that you would like to share...
PHOEBE: Alright, now I will let go if you both stop.
SUSIE: Alright mister, let's see those panties.
CHANDLER: Alright, one of you give me your underpants.
MONICA: They'r alright.
MONICA: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
MONICA: Alright that's great, then just go. Go Knicks.
CHANDLER: No, I'm alright, thanks.
ROSS: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
MONICA: Alright.
CHANDLER: Alright, alright, but you better be wearing clothes when I open my eyes.
RACHEL: Alright, just put your hands out and I'll back up into them.
INTERVIEWER: Alright, lets see if you're as good in person as you are on paper. Make me a salad.
DR. BURKE: Yeah, that's my job. Alright, look up. . . look down, now open your eyes, now look down. That's right, look into the light. Now look at me. . . OK. Your eyes look good. Those are good eyes.
RACHEL: Alright you guys, I'm takin' off my shirt.
JOEY: Alright, well next time you take a shower, think about the last thing I wash and the first thing you wash.
Joey: (Whispering.) Pisst, Monica. Alright, we really need to start looking out for Rachel. Ill cover the front door. You watch that big hole at the back of the building and I got Chandler covering Ross.
ROSS: Alright, shall we?
TATTOO ARTIST: Alright, blonde girl, you're in room two, not so blonde girl, you're with me.
MONICA: Alright.
RICHARD: I know, I know. Just hang in there, OK. OK, I'll go out first, alright.
JOEY: Alright, you want the truth? I'm thinkin' about it.
JOEY: No, we're alright.
JOEY: Alright, you're on. I can take two minutes out of my day to kick your ass.
JOEY: Alright, no peeking. No peeking, no peeking, no peeking.
ROSS: Look, I know you don't want to hear this right now but, we've seen him in his new place, alright. And he's happy, he's, he's decorated.
JOEY: Alright look, that's it. I don't think we should see each other anymore, alright. Look, I know I should have told you this a long time ago but I am not Drake Remore, OK. I'm not even a doctor, I'm an actor. I just pretend to be a doctor.
EDDIE: Alright, here you go my friend. Eggs a-la Eddie, huh?
JOEY: Hey, this isn't about juice anymore, alright man.
CHANDLER: Alright, so what's it about?
MONICA: Alright, I'll tell you what. I'll come get you in 5 minutes with some sort of um, kabob emergency.
EDDIE: Yeah alright, that sounds alright.
PHOEBE: Oh, this is so nice. Alright I have to make a speech. I just wanna say that of all the guys that Monica has been with, and that is a lot, I like you the best.
CHANDLER: No he's, he's alright, just uh, he spends most of his time in his room.
PHOEBE: Alright, so, what, he's not a famous tree surgeon? And then, I guess, OK, he doesn't live in a hut in Burma where there's no phones?
MONICA: Alright, before I tell you, uh, why don't you tell me how many women you've been with.
RICHARD: What? Alright, what about my two?
CHANDLER: [stares in disbeliefe] Yeah o-, OK, alright. [oven timer goes off] Doesn't matter, time for Baywatch.
MONICA: Alright, I tell you what, I'll give this to you now if you can tell me where we keep the dustpan.
MONICA: Alright.
DR. REMORE: Oh, ok. Alright.
RACHEL: Alright, I feel that this is totally unjustified. [Monica starts making faces behind her back] She gave me the green light, I did nothing but-. Do you think I can't see you in the TV set?
CHANDLER: Yeah alright. What're these, raisins?
MONICA: Huuh, alright, Danny Arshak, ninth grade. Oh, c'mon Rach, you know the bottle was totally pointing at me.
ROSS: Alright, alright, ok. Bye.
PHOEBE: Oh, alright, that's it, now I have to go see him.
ROSS: Yeah alright.
JOEY: Alright, just one. [she licks his hands rather emphatically] Wow, you're good at that.
CHANDLER: Alright, I'll tell you what, you call the couch and then, and then we'll call the couch, and we'll see who it comes to.
ROSS: Alright, that's it. I've had enough of this, alright. Gunther, these guys are trying to take our seat.
BIG BULLY: Alright, let's take this outside.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm, I'm gonna go. I'm sorry about the dog, everything. I'm sorry.
PHOEBE: Alright. So um, stilts huh?
FRANK: Alright.
FRANK: Cool, alright. So maybe, ya know, I could give you a call sometime, we could talk or somethin'.
CHANDLER: Alright, let's do this.
LITTLE BULLY: Alright.
ROSS: Alright.
MONICA: Alright. If you guys don't want it to be special, fine. You can throw any kind of party you want.
JOEY: Hey I liked her, alright. Maybe, maybe too much. I don't know I guess I just got scared.
CHANDLER: Alright, hang on a second there Custer.
MR. GREENE: Alright, that sounds like a two person job. [they walk into Rachel's bedroom]
MONICA: Chandler could you at least send some women to my party? [buzzer goes off] Alright that's Ross.
PHOEBE: Alright, I can get you out.
ROSS: Scotch. Alright, I'll be back in 10 seconds with your scotch on the rocks in a glass.
GIRL 1: Alright, let me just get my coat.
PHOEBE: Alright, I'm sorry but these people needed me. They work hard all week, it's Saturday night, they deserve to have a little fun. Go.
LITTLE BULLY: Let's do this alright.
MR. GREENE:Alright, alright, I can get my own coat.
LITTLE BULLY: Look, here's what we'll do. We'll put all keys and watches in the hat over there. Alright. [they all put their keys and watches in the hat and put it on a mail box] Alright, c'mon man, let's do this.
RICHARD: Oh, alright.
MONICA: Alright, well tell me one of yours.
CHANDLER: Alright, that's it. Look Joey, I'm sorry, I realize this is the role of a lifetime for ya, and if I could just fire Joseph, I would, but unfortunately that's not possible so I'm gonna have to let both of you go.
CHANDLER: Alright, ok, alright. So I can't fire Joseph but uh, I can sleep with his wife.
ROSS: Alright you kids, bye now.
MONICA: Alright, go on.
ROSS: Alright you know, why don't I just meet you upstairs. [Drops her on the couch and walks out holding his lower back.]
CHANDLER: Alright I'll tell you what, I'll play you for it.
PHOEBE: Oh alright, stop, STOP THE MADNESS. This is crazy. Who can even remember why this even started in the first place?
SUSIE: Alright, turn around. Time to see you from behind.
Joey: I meant female nudity. Alright? I don't need to see Lou Grant frolicking.
JOEY: Alright. Cab driver number two?
Ross: Alright, you madcap gal. Try to imagine this. The phone bill arrives, but you don't pay it right away.
MONICA: Alright, I'll give you the ear thing but don't you think the ending was pretty wonderful?
EDDIE: Not Sean Penn. Alright, I, I've got a funny one, alright. My last girlfriend Tilly. Ok, we're eating breakfast, right, and I made all these pancakes, there was like 50 pancakes right. And all of the sudden she turns to me, alright, and she says, 'Eddie.' I say, 'yeah,' she says, 'Eddie, I don't want to see you anymore.' And it was literally like she had reached into my chest, ripped out my heart, and smeared it all over my life, ya know. And now there's like this incredible abyss, ya know, and I'm falling and I keep falling and I don't think I'm ever gonna stop. [finishes laughing] That uh, wasn't such a funny story, was it?
MONICA: [carrying an ice cube tray] Ice, ice, ice squares anyone? Take a napkin. Alright.
Joey: Alright, come on you guys, it's not that big a deal. Really... I mean, I just go down there every other day and... make my contribution to the project. Hey, hey, but at the end of two weeks, I get seven hundred dollars.
Phoebe: Ok, somebody is on their way to ruin wedding okay. And I have to warn somebody, alright. So if you dont give me that number then Im going to come over there and kick your snooty ass all the way to New Glocken..shire.
Ross: (Holding him back.)Dad, dad, please. Look I dont want anything to upset Emily tonight. Alright, she's had a hard enough couple of days as it is. (Picks up the bill.) Now here, here, let me go talk to him, okay?
Monica: Dad, please dont pick your teeth out here! Alright, and if youre gonna put your feet up, why dont you sit on the-
Jay Leno: (on TV) Alright, so now you're doing this whole book tour thing, how is that going?
CHANDLER: Alright, I hope you realize you're not getting these underpants back.
Ross: OK, fine, well I'm not gonna watch, alright.
JOEY: Ahh, alright, alright, alright, I was young and I just wanted a job, OK. But at the last minute I couldn't go through with it so they let me be the guy who comes in to fix the copier but can't 'cause there's people havin' sex on it.
Ross: I didn't wanna leave him alone. Alright? We- we had our first fight this morning. I think it has to do with my working late. I said some things that I didn't mean, and he- he threw some faeces...
CHANDLER: Alright you guys are off to party number one [ushers 3 guys into Monica's apartment] and you, you are off to party number two [ushers four women into his apartment. Two guys try to follow and Chandler blocks them and shoos them off to Monica's apartment] Alright fellas, let's keep it movin', let' keep it movin.
Rachel: Alright, fine, you go ahead and you do that, alright Ross.