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Monica: Alright, well I'm tearing the lettuce.
Monica: They'r alright.
Phoebe: Alright, now I will let go if you both stop.
Ross: I'll be fine, alright? Really, everyone. I hope she'll be very happy.
Monica: That's Paul's watch. You just put it back where you found it. Oh boy. Alright. Goodnight, everybody.
Joey: Alright, when'd'ya have it on last?
JOEY: [walks out of his room] Hey, this is ridiculous. I'll tell you what. After I get back from my neice's christening, I'll go down to the coffee house with you and we'll all have a nice cup of coffee alright. No problem, Joey's there.
Ross: Then don't do that, alright?
Chandler: Alright, now try taking a puff.
Chandler: Alright.. okay. No. Give it to me.
Rachel: (carrying a tray of drinks) Alright, don't tell me, don't tell me! (Starts handing them out.) Decaf cappucino for Joey.. Coffee black.. Late.. And an iced tea. I'm getting pretty good at this!
Ross: Hold on a second, alright? Just think about what you went through the last time you quit.
Monica: Alright. I'm gonna go change, I've got a date.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, you buy me a soda, and then we're even. Okay?
Monica: Alright, we have to talk.
Chandler: (returns) Yeah, alright.
Monica: Alright. Phoebe?
Ross: Alright, alright, maybe it'll take my mind off it. Do you promise to buy me a big thumb finger?
Joanne: Alright. Let's talk reality for a second.
Chandler: OK, alright, last minute lesson, last minute lesson. (holds up two cards) Joey... three... eight. Eight... three. (Joey is unamused) Alright babe, deal the cards.
Chandler: Alright. (on phone) Yes, this is Rachel.
Ross: Fine. Fine, alright, now you'll never know.
Joey: ...I'm his butt double. 'Kay? I play Al Pacino's butt. Alright? He goes into the shower, and then- I'm his butt.
Monica: Alright, alright, alright...
Chandler: Nah, not so much. Alright, now we smoke. (Takes a puff.) Oh.. my.. God. (He continues to smoke.)
Chandler: Alright, alright, alright. It's been fourteen and a half minutes and you still have not said one word. Oh God, do something. Just make contact, smile!
Rachel: Alright, somebody.
Ross: I'm taking my time, alright? I'm laying the groundwork. Yeah. I mean, every day I get just a little bit closer to...
Monica: Yeah, yeah, it's interesting.. but y'know what? Just for fun, let's see what it looked like in the old spot. (She moves it.) Alright, just to compare. Let's see. Well, it looks good there too. Let's just leave it there for a while.
Jill: Are you alright?
Phoebe: Alright. I looked all over the building and I couldn't find the kitty anywhere.
Joey: Come on. Come on. Alright, ready, look! (in a low voice) Oh... Ross.... you get me so hot. I want your lips on me now.
All: Yeah, okay. Alright.
Phoebe: Okay, alright, I have a question, then.
Monica: Alright. Just keep him away from me.
Ross: Thank you. (She walks off) C'mon, Marcel, whaddya say you and I do a little mingling? (Marcel runs off) Alright, I'll, uh... catch up with you later.
Chandler: Alright, Janice, that's it! Janice... Janice... Hey, Janice, when I invited you to this party I didn't necessarily think that it meant that we-
Phoebe: Are you alright?
Chandler: Alright, somebody kiss me. Somebody kiss me, it's midnight! Somebody kiss me!
MONICA: Alright, you wanna feel better?
Phoebe: Okay. Good-bye, little monkey guy. Alright, I wrote you this poem. Okay, but don't eat it 'till you get on the plane.
Phoebe: Alright, whadyou do with him?
Coma Guy: Alright, I'll call you.
Mrs. Bing: Alright, well, be good, I love you. (Kisses him and goes to leave)
Mrs. Bing: Alright. (Kisses him)
Rachel: Alright, that's it! Give it back! That's it!
Chandler: Alright, so I'm back in high school, I'm standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and I realize I am totally naked.
Phoebe: 'Cause he was creepy, and mean, and a little frightening... alright, still, it's nice to have a date on Valentine's Day!
Chandler: That would be no. Look, just because you played tonsil tennis with my mom doesn't mean you know her. Alright? Trust me, you can't talk to her.
MONICA: Money is so impersonal. Cookies says someone really cares. . . Alright, we're broke, but cookies do say that.
Joey: Alright, now you say something.
Ross: Alright... (lifts Marcel away)
Joey: (walks to catch up to him) Alright, look, I'll start, OK?
Ross: Alright, I panicked, alright? She took me by surprise. You know, but it wasn't a total loss. I mean, we ended up cuddling.
Steve: I was just being polite, but, alright.
Joey: (turning around) Alright, alright. I'm around. Go ahead.
Steve: Alright, we'll share.
Phoebe: Alright, well, maybe now its not okay.
Phoebe: Alright, could I just ask you one question?
Ross: Carol, honey, shhh, shhh, everythings gonna be alright.
Monica: Are you alright?
Rachel: Well, alright, then, forget it. (Getting up to go) Might as well just go home. Ow ow ow ow!
Phoebe: Alright, so, can we turn this off? Can we just make it... make them go away? Because I cant, I cant watch.
Chandler: Alright, what have we learned so far?
Monica: Okay, ooh, alright. Name, address... Okay, in case of emergency, call?
ROSS: Well, this was fun. Uh, we should really do it again sometime, wha'dya say? Ok. Alright so I've got him.
Phoebe: Is he alright?
Chandler: (to the girls) We were playing poker, alright...
Joey: There was chocolate on the three. It looked like an eight, alright?
Phoebe: Oh, OK, so then what is it? Some kind of... you know, like, like... some kind of, y'know, like... alright, what is it?
Ross: Alright, now, you sure? Phoebe just threw away two jacks because they didn't look happy...
Chandler: Yeah, I believe I was talking to Joey, alright there, Mother-Kisser? (Goes to the counter)
Joey: You know what, you guys? It's their first time, why don't we just forget about the money, alright?
Ross: Alright boys, let's eat.
Joey: Alright now listen, you guys, we talked about it, and if you don't want to play, we completely understand.
Ross: Alright.
Monica: Alright, you know, we got it, we got it. Let's play for real. High stakes... big bucks...
Ross: Alright.
Joey: Alright, well, I'm gonna order a pizza. (gets up)
Phoebe: Alright, here's my $7.50. (Hands them the money) But I think you should know that this money is cursed.
PHOEBE: Look kibbles, bits. Oh God, alright, get the hell off my leg you yippity piece of crap. [Flings the dog off and jumps in the cab. The dog keeps jumping up to the window.] Ok, alright, we have a problem.
Chandler: That's alright, I'll take it. Bad things happen to me anyway. This way I can break 'em up with a movie.
Joey: Me too. Alright, whattaya got.
Monica: Alright, check.
Monica: Alright, Cincinnati, no blinds, everybody ante. (deals cards)
Joey: (to Ross): Ahhh, that's alright. Y'know, that's a tough hand to beat.
Ross: Alright, I've gotta go. C'mon, Marcel! C'mon! We're gonna go take a bath. Yes we are, aren't we? Yes, we are.
Chandler: Alright, here's ten. (gives it to him)
Chandler: But only because I was up all night worried about this meeting, aint that funny? Irony? Not a fan, alright (he sits down). See, heres the thing. I went home and told my wife about Tulsa and she wont go. See, me, I love Tulsa! Tulsa is heaven! Tulsa is ItalyPlease dont make me go there!
Rachel: Oh God... Okay. Alright. Alright. Okay. Ross, please don't hate me.
Ross: Alright, I want my monkey.
Joey: We can't, alright? (To the women) We're sorry. You have no idea how sorry, but... We promised we'd find this monkey. If you see him, he's about yea high and answers to the name Marcel, so if we could get some pictures of you, you'd really be helping us out.
Ross: Yeah... I guess. I don'tI don't know. Alright, just... just give her this for me, OK? (gives Chandler a gift for Rachel)
Teacher: Alright people, now everyone grab a partner.
MONICA: Alright, for the bizillionth time, yes I see other women in shower at the gym, and no I don't look.
Phoebe: Here, look, alright, does this help?
Flight Attendant: Alright. What's the message?
Rachel: OK, alright, OK, um... then could you please, uh... just give him a message for me? Please? This is very important.
Ross: Alright. (to Rachel): Your money's mine, Green.
Chandler: Alright, you did it! Do we have any fruit?
Rachel: Alright, c'mon! (Miserably) Let's play Twister!
Phoebe: Hi, Ben. I'm your father. I am... the head. Aaaaaahhhh.... (puts picture down, sees Ross staring at her) Alright, this barbecue is gonna be very fun.
DUNCAN: Oh, yeah, um, alright, I kinda need a divorce.