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Chandler: Oh, well... Maybe we could... (he sweeps the stuff off the table and wordlessly invites Monica to have sex on it)
Rachel: How could you not tell me you worked here?
Ross: Glad I could help man.
Monica: Oh, I wish there was a job where I could wear this all the time. (Pause) Maybe someday, there will be.
Ross: So what, Joey? Wh-wh-what? What are you telling me? That theres nothing we can do? Well, how could this happen?!
Chandler: No! That would be so awkward! LookBesides, we work in different departments. Hes on the sixth floor yknow? So he calls me Toby once in a while. Whats the big deal? It could be worse, its not like hes calling me Muriel. (Chandler suddenly freezes into place.)
Phoebe: Great! Yeah, could you bring me the newspaper?
Joey: No-no-no-no-no, I saw an ad for this video, people climb that thing everyday! We could totally do that!
Monica: Just go up to her and ask her out. (Chandler laughs) Oh, what's the worst thing that could happen?
Monica: Don't stare. Now she just finished throwing his clothes off the balcony, now there's just a lot of gesturing and arm-waving, (shows Rachel gesturing with hands in front of her chest), Ok, that is either, "How could you?" or, "Enormous breasts!" Here he comes!
Phoebe: Hello, Hello. Ohh, OHH, she knew I could kick her ass.
Mrs. Geller: I'm so glad you could come Chandler, we've got plenty of food so I hope you're hungry.
Ross: Look, were down to just one point. Could we please, maybe just settle it after the wedding.
Monica: (Scoots towards the side of the bed.) Could you not look?
Phoebe: No no no, Ill be nice, I swear!!! Could you just give me the number for where they are?
Passenger: If youre planning on doing that throughout the entire flight. Please tell me now. So that I could that a sedative...or perhaps slip you one.
Chandler: It couldve been worse, he couldve shot her.
Monica: I know. How could we have let this happen?
Chandler: If I was a superhero who could fly and be invisible, that would be the best.
Ross: I could, yeah, I can do that.
Ross: No really, I mean, I mean, God, I could use a friend.
Chandler: We cant do that thats insane. I mean A he could wake up and B yknow, lets go for it.
Monica: Chicken? I could eat some chicken.
Ross: What? Wh- hello? The Millners' farm in Connecticut? The Millners, they had this unbelievable farm, they had horses, and, and rabbits that he could chase and it was- it w- .....Oh my God, Chi Chi!
Monica: All right then, go fight for her! Go to London! I mean, that could be you and Emily! (Points to the TV.) That, but-but nicer. Just, go to London!
Joey: Umm, well, what else could it be?
Monica: Ive been doing a lot of thinking. A lot! And umm, well, I came up with a whole bunch of businesses you can do with your van. Okay umm, you could be flower delivery person.
Fran: Look, youre cold, I have to pee, and... (indicating the sign) ..theres a cup of coffee on the window. How bad could it be?
Rachel: Listen, my mum is not bringing the baby back until nine o� clock. So I was hoping you and I could have achance to kind of talk� somebody here?
Ross: It could happen.
Mrs. Geller: How could it be so much? The receptions at their house.
Chandler: He could be alone. This morning I heard him do push-ups, and then talk to his triceps.
Chandler: All right everybody! Just be quiet! Be quiet! Be quiet!! Pipe-pipe-pipe down! (They settle down) What is the matter with you people?! This woman was trying to do a nice thing for you. She was making candy so she could try to get to know all of you, and Ill bet that not one of you can tell me her name! Am I right?
Monica: I don't know, how about the idiot who thought he could drive from Albany to Canada on a half a tank of gas!
Monica: Maybe I could do it.
VAN DAMME: Perhaps, uh, the three of us, just could. . .
Monica: Look, not that I enjoy talking about people who I went to high school with, cause I do, but umm, maybe we could talk about something else? Like you, I dont even know where you work?
Danny: Oh wow, you look great! Glad you could make it.
Joey: Hey, yeah! Then we could do that telephone thing! Y'know, you have a can, we have a can and it's connected by a string!
Dr. Leedbetter: It was a simple mistake. It could happen to anyone.
Ross: Okay, there are no stupid fights!! This isnt about the room, this is about what the room represents! And unfortunately, this room (Points to Rachels room) could destroy you!!
Chandler: Technically we could have sex again. What do you think, bossy and domineering?!
Joey: Wait a second, I could star in it!
Phoebe: Umm, my friend, Bonnie. She just always thought Ross was really cute, and now that you two arent together, she asked if I could set it up, but if youre not cool with it...
Joey: Yeah, well, that's fine, but the important thing is that I finished it. And uh, I think it's really good, but y'know it'd really help me is if I could hear it. So would you guys read it for me?
Joey: He knew we were trying to get rid of him. He knew! (Pause.) You think we could get a bathtub in our kitchen?
Chandler: Could I be more sorry. (Looks at Joey.)
Chandler: Yknow? So I was thinking that we could get one of those signs and hang it over our bed. Because, thats you and I together! Merge!
Joey: That's right, he almost could. Which is exactly how I got stuck there.
Monica: I thought you could use the help.
Joey: Yeah, like you could find something as sophisticated as this.
Monica: Because! You could get to live out my fantasy!
The Casting Director: (stopping him) I'm sorry. Could you, could you try it without the purse?
The Pastor: Could everyone please take their seats?
Monica: So maybe they could umm, call the award the Monica?
Monica: Oh, please, stop! Look, we're supposed to be honest with each other. I-I just wish you could tell mejust say, "I don't like your massages."
Phoebe: Obviously I didn't think they were gonna start throwing things. I just thought if I kept insulting everyone, you would jump in and defend everyone and then you could look like the hero.
Professore Clerk: Or we could throw you both in now!
Rachel: She is so cute! You could fit her right in your little pocket!
Phoebe: Well, you could use your position y'know as the roommate.
Ross: Oh, you could just go uh, "greatest of ease (plays air guitar) BAH-bah-bha-bhannn." Then go right into it.
Amanda: I am so glad that you could come over tonight.
Rachel: Maybe. I-I don't knowOh God, how could I be so stupid?!
Joey: And then, then he could use his teeth, his teeth to undo her dress, and, and, and bite her!
Chandler: Yes, the moon, the glow, the magical feeling, you did this part- Could I get some painkillers over here, please?
Chandler: Okay, but impersonating a police officer is a serious thing. You could get arrested.
Nancy: Oh, I never could do it.
Joey: Hey, wouldn't be cool if our duck and chick had a little baby? We could call it Chuck.
Phoebe: Speaking of Christmas, umm since Monica and I are starting a new business and have like no money, umm, this year maybe we could do secret Santa, and then we each only buy one gift. And-and theres the added mystery of who gets who.
Chandler: Yeah, we could do that without yknow risking our lives at all!
Chandler: (in a serious, businesslike tone) Rachel, could I see you for a moment?
Phoebe: Y'know what you should send him? A cartoon of cigarettes. 'Cause that why he could trade it for protection. No. That's prison.
Ross: You couldn't let me have her, could ya?!
Gary: Hey Joe, you ever think about joining the force? We could use a guy like you.
Monica: Hey! Oh, I'm so glad you're home, I thought tonight we could finally organize these photos!
Phoebe: I suppose I could tell her it's just all my fault.
MONICA: Could you guys please try to keep it down, we're trying to start a Boggle tournament.
Joey: Did I say you could smell it?!
CHANDLER: Well, how could anyone not be in love with Yasmine Blepe?
Ross: Well, Im-Im just glad I could, yknow, help you out.
Joey: Ohh, you're upset because you think I chose Ross over you! No! I knew you could take care of yourself. Y'know, I mean Ross, he need help. He's not street like us!
Chandler: Well, I was kinda hoping we could do this without him. (She starts to take off her latex gloves.) Oh no-no-no, leave the gloves on.
Joey: Hey Ross, wouldn't it be great if we could go two straight hours without dropping it?!
Chandler: Excuse me? You don't think I could get a Brian? Because I could get a Brian. Believe you me. ...I'm really not.
Chandler: That's a good idea. I wonder where I could (Pause) get a basket of porn
Phoebe: We could have breakfast in bed
Ross: Yeah. He could row like a viking.
Monica: Guys, could you please just stop throwing the ball for one minute and just help me find it!
Joey: Dont stop! Move the bowl further away! Ross could make that shot!
Ross: So Rach, maybe you and I could fly out together Saturday.
Rachel: Pheebs? Could you get that? Please?
Rachel: Well, I guess I could take a couple days off work.
Phoebe: (to the nurse) Excuse me? Could you help me with something? The patient Im looking for has a broken leg and is in a wheelchair. And umm, hes like early to mid-thirties, very attractive.
Joey: How could I not get the part? The play was about a 29-year-old Italian actor from Queens.
Monica: That could be a four or a five. It's your call.
Janine: I was just coming over here to apologize for my behavior! Id really like it if we could be friends.
Monica: Yeah, well hes my brother! And plus he drives so slow he could never hurt it.
Phoebe: Hey! You could do a lot worse than Joey Tribbiani!!
Monica: Okay, I gotta go find Rachel but umm, if you guys see her could you please try to give her some really bad news so that mine doesnt seem so bad? (Exits.)
Mr. Waltham: Sorry old boy, sorry. Sorry. Sorry. (Them all walk away. As he leaves he mutters to Jack.) I could kill you with my thumb, you know.
Joey: Yeah, why dont you move in with me? Itll be great! We could stay up late, watch movies, and you know about Naked Thursdays right?
Phoebe: Yeah, thanks. And listen, can you do me a favor? Could you just umm, wake me up in a couple hours, yknow if you can.
Monica: Yeah, but yknow we could sneak in and watch.