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Joey: All right. Let's get the contestants out of their isolation booths. (He removes the waste bucket that's over the duck and the laundry basket that's over the chicken.) And they're off! (He puts his foot in front of the chick, stopping it from moving.)
PHOEBE: And they were serving franks which is his first name minus the s at the end. And there was a rotisserie with spinning chicken.
Mrs. Bing: (on TV) ...I just get this craving for Kung Pow Chicken.
Rachel: It's not! I'm defrosting a chicken. (Pause) Oh, I uh sold Mrs. Whiskerson.
Chandler: Right here! (Clucks like a chicken for some reason.)
Joey: Uh, waiter, one more plate of chicken wings over here.
Chandler: Are you okay? I'm so sorry, he wouldn't leave. He kept asking me about chicken.
Ursula: Oh. No, no, he is so smart. He'll figure it out. (Offering to share her food) Do you want some chicken?
Monica: Well, he did this bit... You probably had to be there, but it was Liza Minelli locked in our freezer, eating a raw chicken. (Phoebe bursts out in a laugh)
(A waiter comes over for the stolen chicken. Ursula turns to him.)
Rachel: Y'know, it was, uh.. it was actually really great. He took me to lunch at the Russian Tea Room, and I had that chicken, where y'know you poke it and all the butter squirts out...
Monica: �A qui�n pidio el pollo General Tso? (Who ordered General Sal's chicken?)
Rachel: What?! Wait! What are you talking about?! You love their Kung Pao Chicken!
RYAN: Chicken or small?
RYAN: If I had one wish, it would be to build a time machine, go back to when I was 7, when Jimmy Hauser had the chicken pox. I would grab that kid and rub him all over my face.
PHOEBE: Chicken. Which is so ironic considering I'm a vegetarian.
RACHEL: Oh yeah. Well, at least I wasn't too chicken to tell some guy I thought he was cute.
PHOEBE: 'Cause my, my grandmother's never had chicken pox. Please, please tell me you have, 'cause oh my God, I forgot how cute you are.
Chandler: Okay. (He opens it and its a baby chick) Its a chicken.
Chandler: Please God don't let it be Kung Pow Chicken.
Monica: Chicken Kiev?
ROSS: Well, I just spoke to Carol. Ben's got the chicken pox.
Chandler: Oh. Oh, God! (He starts running around like a chicken with his head cut off.)
Ross: And that's bad because..., you hate chicken piccata?
Monica: Chicken? I could eat some chicken.
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
(Joey gives him a thumbs up and heads for the chicken.)
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
Joey: Oh, it's easy. Yeah, I-I can do it with anything. Watch uh, (snaps his fingers and in a sexy voice) Grandma's chicken salad
Rachel: Yes! He has a naked picture of Monica! He takes naked pictures of us! And then he eats chicken and looks at them!
Joey: You guys got anything to eat? I just went down to Johnos for some chicken and it was closed!
(Angela is eating chicken wings and making the weasel-like noise Joey had told Bob about.)
Chandler: And we're done with the chicken fried rice.
Chandler: Are you okay? I'm so sorry, he wouldn't leave. He kept asking me about chicken.
[Scene: Chandler, Joey, and Ross's; Joey returns carrying a bucket of chicken, and starts going through the mail. While doing this, Monica's picture falls out. He bends over to pick it up and gasps. While he's staring at the picture, Rachel decides to come over and sees him looking at the picture.]
Ross: I think this will be fine. Okay, vanilla milkshake, just a vanilla milkshake, with chicken bits floating in it. Cheers. (starts to drink, but Rachel stops him just before he starts drinking)
Phoebe: But on the southern route there's a chicken that plays tic-tac-toe.
Caitlin: Hey, where's the chicken?
JOEY: Yeah, I'll have the Thai chicken pizza. But, hey, look, if I get it without the nuts and leeks and stuff, is it cheaper?
Paul: It was horrible. They called me chicken boy.
Monica: (picking up the book) Chicken Soup for the Soul?
Rachel: And the chicken pooped in her lap. Oh, I'm so sorry. I just gave away the ending, didn't I? Oh! It's just, I just heard this story in the cab, and it is all I can think about.
Paul: I wanted a big wheel. And instead my parents got me this little plastic chicken that you hop around on. It was embarrassing; kids made fun of me. That was a pretty tough year.
Paul: Chicken? (Pointing to himself.) Chicken boy!
[Scene: Monica and Chandler's, Chandler is reading Chicken Soup for the Soul as Monica enters.]
Monica: She sent the chicken back again?!
Janice: How are you Ms. Hot Shot chef with the big fancy restaurant with the best chicken ever! (Does the laugh.)
Monica: Oh my God, shes not gonna like the chicken that night either is she?!
Monica: Well fine! I want to meet this chicken expert! Send the Colonel in!
Monica: Chicken? I could eat some chicken.
Emily: and that was all before 10 oclock. The caterer rang and said it was going to be Chicken Kiev instead of Chicken Tarragon. And then the florist phoned to say there arent any tulips. Oh, and the chilliest has carpel-tunel syndrome. Were not gonna be
Chandler: Ahh, no thanks. No chicken, bye-bye then.
Joey: Ahh, I'm gonna go get some chicken. Want some?
Chandler: Made a few calls, pulled some strings, and they agreed to seat us at 11:30 if we both had the chicken and didn't get desert.
(Paul screams like a chicken and breaks down into tears again.)
Dr. Green: Its chicken.
(Joey gives him a thumbs up and heads for the chicken.)
Rachel: Remember I had to leave the room the other day when you had that roast chicken?
Rachel: What? (Joey starts offering Ross some turkey.) Oh yknow what? Can we please keep the chicken and the turkey and everything on the other side of the table? The smell is just yuck!
Dr. Green: How about I order everyone the Moroccan chicken?
Rachel (feeling awkward): So, what do think you wanna order? I'm really excited about that chicken.
RACHEL: Oh my God.� I can't believe you live in that building.� My grandmother lives in that building.� Ida Green?� No sense of personal space?� Kind of smells like chicken?� Looks like a potato.
Rachel: Wow, everything looks so good! I think I'm gonna have the chicken.
Chandler: Whats wrong with sun-dried tomatoes? (Everyone stares at him.) On a barbecue chicken pizza? (Still theres staring.) No?
Monica: Yeah, yknow, but something like salmon which would be so much more elegant than the chicken. And, you wouldnt have to worry about the salmonella. (Ross pushes her.) So, I cant wait to see this place youre getting married!
[Scene: Riff's, Phoebe is entering. Ursula returns with two plates of chicken, but she only has time to set one on the table, when...]
(She runs to the bathroom, while Chandler starts acting like a chicken in front of Emma. Emma is silent, however.)
(Ross stares in shock at him as he angrily puts down the chicken and takes off his coat.)
Joey: All right. Let's get the contestants out of their isolation booths. (He removes the waste bucket that's over the duck and the laundry basket that's over the chicken.) And they're off! (He puts his foot in front of the chick, stopping it from moving.)
Joey: Monicas chicken parm! Ill take care of it. (He picks up the phone) Hey Mr. Treeger, its Joey Tribbiani. Listen, I need to get into Monica and Chandlers apartment. Its an emergency. (Listens) Uhh, gas leak! Yeah oh, and bring garlic bread. (Hangs up.)
Chandler: What's with the word y'all? You know, just... two words just... pushed together... Are we all allowed to do that, because if so, I say why stop there? You know, your new poodle could be your noodle. And fried chicken? Could be fricken.Waiter, waiter excuse me, I'll have the fricken? (Monica laughs) See, that's... that's funny with the fricken, right?
Monica: (laughs) This is Chandlers chicken. This is the turkey. (Sets down a huge turkey.)
MONICA: Hey, have you guys eaten, because uh, Richard and I just finished and we've got leftovers... Chicken and potatoes... What am I wearing?...Actually, nothing but rubber gloves.
MONICA: [entering] All right. Tell me if this is too cute. Lesbian wedding, chicken breasts.
Rachel: Oh, hi! I would check your hand but... I'm sure you don't want to get my chicken disease!
Chandler: Oh, listen. If this is about those prank memos, I had nothing to do with them. Really. Nothing at all. Really. (Chandler tries to hide a rubber chicken from the woman.) Nothing.
Phoebe: (to Monica) Here, now I don't eat chicken, so it's just noodle soup. And there's no chicken in the broth either, so it's really just... noodle water.
Mrs. Tribbiani: Why did you have to fill your father's head with all that garbage about making things right? Things were fine the way they were! There's chicken in there, put it away. For God's sake, Joey, really. (She gives the sofabed a tiny push and it folds away)
(Chandler seeing that Joey has his eyes closed sneaks over and picks up the chicken. The chicken starts flapping it's wings in protest as Chandler holds the chicken inches from Joey's face. Joey stops yelling and upon opening his eyes sees the chicken, screams, and falls to the ground in horror.)
Chandler: Okay, last night at dinner, when the meals came, she put half her chicken piccata on my plate and took my tomatoes.